Racheal Raspe

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And you can taunt and snarl at me and make me chop wood all day, but short of ripping out my tongue, you can’t—” Faster than lightning, his hand shot out and she gagged, jolting as he grabbed her tongue between his fingers. She bit down, hard,
Racheal Raspe
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Heir of Fire (Throne of Glass, #3)
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