Zelle

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Breathing in, I curled my fists and let my eager power build up inside of me, a windstorm of destruction racing through my veins. Tessa’s face flashed in my mind, her brown eyes staring into my soul, unblinking. My breath rattled. For her, I could do this. For her, I would do anything.
Of Ash and Embers (The Mist King, #2)
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