Brianna Willis

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It was no wonder he couldn’t see reason. For my soul was the water, shifting, wild, rolling through destructively, but Theodore’s had roots. They burrowed deep, held strong, and I had poured through their empty spaces—drowning him.
In the Veins of the Drowning (The Siren Mage, #1)
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