Charis Wheeler

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They had reached the chair and were weaving up its legs toward Carrion when I let out a sigh, folding my arms across my chest. “Fisher.” His eyes came alive at the sound of my voice. “Hmm?” “Stop.” His nostrils flared, his jaw working.
Brimstone (Fae & Alchemy, #2)
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