Nikki Ubinger

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In the frozen night, cold wrath climbs over my skin like hoarfrost, a rime that glazes my soul. Tonight, I find no solace in the dark. I wander silently among a garden of thorns. Let vengeance’s flame guide me through this desolate path…
Vale of Dreams (Fey Academy for Spies, #2)
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