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<title>The Games We Play</title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a class="highslide" href="https://picture.graycity.net/img/s-cole/the_games_we_play.jpg"><img src="https://picture.graycity.net/img/s-cole/the_games_we_play_preview.jpg" class="fr-fic fr-dib" title ="The Games We Play" alt ="The Games We Play"/></a><br//><p>From USA Today best selling author Scarlett Cole, writing as S. Cole, comes an electrifying <strong>MC, forbidden lovers romanc</strong>e.<br><strong>Iris:</strong><br>As a woman born into an Irish crime family, I'm expendable.<br>It's why I've extricated myself from that life.<br>Only now, I'm wrapped up in another one when I witness the death of the president of a motorcycle outlaw club.<br>And the club's sergeant at arms has declared himself as my protector... Or stalker.<br>And I can't decide if he terrifies or excites me.<br><strong>Spark:</strong><br>Too many people have died on my watch in Kabul and New Jersey.<br>My conscience can't carry the weight of one more. Especially a pretty young thing with eyes that pierce my truths.<br>But her family is our enemy. One of many.<br>And she hates the things I pride myself in standing for.<br>Until she needs me to play her family's deadly game. A game to ruin us all.</p>]]></description>
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