Ayesha Farhat

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“You’ve nerves of solid iron,” Grimm whispered out the side of his mouth as they walked away. “If the magus harms Anne, I will slaughter him myself,” she hissed. Grimm’s eyes abruptly landed on her face. After a beat of silence, he murmured, “We are in agreement, then.”
Autumn of the Grimoire (Sisters Solstice, #1)
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