Chase Coe

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I landed hard, my arm bent behind me in a way arms weren’t meant to go. A loud snap sounded in my ears and a wave of nausea hit me before I’d even stopped rolling. The last thing I heard was Graeme yelling my name before my eyelids sank closed.
Malum Discordiae (Tennebrose, #1)
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