Jenna Harding

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Then Pax stops. And without breaking stride, I jump so his hand catches my foot; I push off and he launches me ten meters forward into the air. I’m howling the entire way, like a thing torn from bloodydamn nightmares, until I smash into the bodyguards. Three go down.
Red Rising (Red Rising Saga, #1)
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