M.A. Mashburn

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Agatha preened. “Traitor.” “Let’s go, then.” Agatha walked into the hallway, leaving Grimm and Gaius in the dust. “You don’t even know where you’re going,” he called after her. She turned and scoffed over her shoulder. “Your council chambers.”
Autumn of the Grimoire (Sisters Solstice, #1)
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