Jerelyn Urquhart

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“Nothing this morning,” Rhiannon replies, and Aura nods but doesn’t deign to say anything. “Any news from the front?” My stomach knots. The lack of information is agonizing. “Nothing I’d be willing to share with a bunch of deserters,” Aura answers. Oh, screw her.
Onyx Storm (The Empyrean #3)
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