Audrey Craig

59%
Flag icon
“I showed up at your house in the middle of the night crying, with boxes, and you’re not the slightest bit curious?” He rotated his glass, the amber liquid swirling. “Of course I’m curious, but you’ll tell me when you’re ready. I’m not one to pry.”
The Exorcism of Faeries (Morbid Realities, #1)
Rate this book
Clear rating
Open Preview