Shanley Roach

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It crumbled, the darkness, like it had been liquid and then in the heat of that blue light, it dried up and broke and was reduced to ashes as it slowly revealed my room underneath it… And Shade. Shade was on the floor, choking on thin air, eyes black and the skin around his eyes the same color.
Shanley Roach
NO NOT THE SHADOW DADDY IT HURTS HIM
The Elysean Illusion (The Holy Bloodlines, #3)
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