Maryna Kotenko

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When she opened it, the door did not return her to the Temple District. It spat her out in a musty old apothecary full of floating dust, empty bottles, and ticking clocks. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
Once Upon a Broken Heart (Once Upon a Broken Heart, #1)
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