Leanne Whiting

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We burst through a wall of thorny bushes, scraping our skin. She growled in challenge. It’s a fucking bush. Don’t challenge a bush. You can hold a machete, can’t you? It won’t be a bush for long.
A Ruin of Roses (Deliciously Dark Fairytales, #1)
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