Jill

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She reached above her and found she was encased on all sides. Her heart began to pound faster and with each beat, shards of glass cut at her insides. Panic took over, and she thrashed through the pain. I’m trapped. Is this a coffin? Why can’t I see? Burning sobs tore up her throat. The tears building in her eyes felt like acid. Her breathing came in short gasps. Not enough air! “Verakko!” she screamed as loudly as she could and slammed her hands on the coffin. A thunderous banging sounded from all around her, along with the groan of metal and the tinkling of shattering glass. He was coming for ...more
Saving Verakko (Clecanian, #3)
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