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There is beauty in a perfect storm – even in its violent destruction. I’ve always been a part of the world of monsters. Storms thrive on the energy of other storms. In many ways, all monsters are perfect storms. That’s why they’re hunted. Content with a life of work and friends, I somehow find myself falling for the eleven gorgeous storms of House Igarashi. Settling in with them is natural, as if I’ve always been missing these pieces and suddenly I can take a breath of fresh hair. And then the Division of Silence threatens to take it all away. My name is Hadley. I am a lightning storm. If I lose even a single one of my men, I’m going to bring this world to its knees with blinding fury from the sky. This is a polyamorous story with content not intended for those under 18 years of age due to graphic scenes and situations.
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