M.A. Mashburn

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His eyebrow lifted. “This time?” “This time?” Grimm chuckled. “We have many lives, Marchands. I’ve been in this body for twenty eight years.” “And before that?” He shrugged. “I’ve had dreams and memories since I’ve been in this body that I know I did not experience in this lifetime, from at least six different others. I would say I’m more decrepit than even you, witch.”
Autumn of the Grimoire (Sisters Solstice, #1)
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