Emily A.L.

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With haste, I hooked my fingers downward, forcing his jaw open.   “Where do you hide them?” I demanded, tilting my head to the side to get a better look. My other hand joined to push his head back.  The Creature pulled back and grabbed both of my wrists.  “What in God’s name are you doing?” A look of genuine shock cut through his charade.  “Don’t bring him into this. Show me where you hide your teeth. You can’t just show me something like that and expect me not to ask questions.” I pulled my wrists from his grip. “You promised me answers the other day. You owe me.”  Now he was looking at me ...more
The Poisoner (The Poisoner #1)
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