The Hob (The Gray Court 4) - Dana Marie Bell.pdf

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Dedication
To Mom who, for the first time in
her life, was rendered speechless.
The memory still brings a tear to
my eye, and will forever live in my
heart.
To my Dad, who wanted to
record it for posterity, but couldn’t
find the camera, damn it.
To my sister, for accomplishing
this amazing feat we all thought
impossible.
And to Dusty. Wish you’d been
in the room, because Mom says it’s
never happening again. Ever.
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To my readers: You can find a
glossary of terms for the Gray Court
(and my other series) at
www.danamariebell.com/Glossary.html
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Chapter One
“Hell and damnation. The man is
becoming a master cock blocker.”
Robin Goodfellow strode briskly
down the marble encased corridor,
his boot heels clacking on the dark
hardwood beneath his feet. Being
summoned by his king mid-
seduction was becoming more and
more common. If Robin got
interrupted one more time his balls
were going to fall off from lack of
use.
Not that they hadn’t been
emptied recently. They had. Just
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not into a willing woman.
Whatever was going on, why he
was having the most erotic dreams
of a dark-haired lovely, Robin
didn’t know, but he was willing to
bet it had something to do with the
sculpture Shane Joloun Dunne, a
hybrid with the power to see the
future, had created. It graced
Robin’s private chambers, a
taunting reminder that his
bondmate was out there
somewhere, waiting for him.
Ever since he’d placed it on his
mantelpiece, he’d been dreaming of
her. Dreaming and spending into
his sheets.
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