Trudie Mccomb

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“Mistress moons!” Dyter sputtered. I screamed, jumping a meter off the ground. “Oh my stars,” Dyter hollered as he stepped back out the open door. “My eyes. Oh stars. I can’t . . . I can’t unsee that.”
Shadow Wings (The Darkest Drae, #2)
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