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Title: Dismissed Series: Smirnov Bratva #4 Author: TL Smith Genre: Romantic Suspense Release Date: September 21       A heart is something that should not be entrusted to me.  I will tear, crush, and destroy it with my very own hands.  Then back away with a smile on my face.  It’s who I am—a killer, a player, a joker.  But hers, I’m unsure about.  Do I want to rupture and rip it from her chest?  Or do I want to hold and capture it with my own?     AMAZON * AMAZON UK * AMAZON AU B&N * KOBO * iBOOKS     FREE AMAZON AMAZON   AMAZON           USA Today Best Selling Author T.L Smith can be found in almost any chocolate store, eating all the chocolate. She lives in Brisbane, Australia with her two kids and husband. Her favourite things to do is dancing, writing, reading and travelling the world. A lover for twisted words and th...

          Title: Dismissed Series: Smirnov Bratva #4 Author: TL Smith Genre: Romantic Suspense Release Date: September 21         A heart is something that should not be entrusted to me.  I will tear, crush, and destroy it with my very own hands.  Then back away with a smile on my face.  It’s who I am—a killer, a player, a joker.  But hers, I’m unsure about.  Do I want to rupture and rip it from her chest?  Or do I want to hold and capture it with my own?       AMAZON * AMAZON UK * AMAZON AU B&N * KOBO * iBOOKS   FREE AMAZON   AMAZON   AMAZON     USA Today Best Selling Author T.L Smith can be found in almost any chocolate store, eating all the chocolate. She lives in Brisbane, Australia with her two kids and husband. Her favourite things to do is dancing, writing, reading and travelling the world....

      Title: Dismissed Series: Smirnov Bratva #4 Author: TL Smith Genre: Romantic Suspense Release Date: September 21             A heart is something that should not be entrusted to me.  I will tear, crush, and destroy it with my very own hands.  Then back away with a smile on my face.  It’s who I am—a killer, a player, a joker.  But hers, I’m unsure about.  Do I want to rupture and rip it from her chest?  Or do I want to hold and capture it with my own?   Anton   Her scent invades me, it’s all I can smell when I wake up, and it’s fucking brilliant. Just as she was last night, even if it meant I had to shut up to taste her and to fuck her again. What a wild drug she fucking is.   “I can hear you thinking, stop it,” she grumbles into my arm as she sleeps. “Gosh, how are your thoughts so loud?” She moves to ge...