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twenty silver pieces
The wrought-iron gates that stood at the start of the driveway were at least twenty feet tall. The bars were woven with metal vines spiked with thorns and embellished with onyx roses. Above the left gate, the letters “PHAN” were written in metal, a “T” sat in the middle where the two doors parted, and “ASMA” was written out above the right gate. Phantasma.
Why the Hell would she think it was a good idea to trust a cat and a necklace to lead her anywhere good?
She had sent him away after his ridiculous revelation, laughing at the notion of giving up a decade of her life when she could just find Genevieve all by herself.
and the heaviness in her legs and thighs.
“Poltergeist?” she questioned.
We’ll have to find a way to get that piece of this puzzle ethically.”
Blackwell walked over to the wooden dresser in her room
“Cade!” the girl exclaimed, expression aghast. “Shut up, Lucinda,” Cade growled. Luci obeyed, her expression pained.