Jerelyn Urquhart

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And there, lying next to the row of black dumpsters I’d just hustled past, was—I stopped short. Holy fuck. There, on the ground, was a man. His face was bloody, and he wasn’t moving. Fuck. Fuck.
Caught in the Axe (Maine Lumberjacks, #1)
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