Miriam “MJ” Al-Qhowdhaib

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“Warn us?” Xaden’s head cocks to the side. “We lost a village in the vicinity to a horde of venin two days ago. They decimated everything.” I startle, my eyes flying wide. She just said what? “Venin never come this far west,” Imogen says from my left. Venin. Yep, that’s what they both said. What the actual hell? I’d think someone was fucking with me if not for the two enormous gryphons looming behind the pair of riders. But no one is laughing. “Until now,” the woman replies, turning her gaze back to Xaden. “They were unmistakably venin and had one of their—” “Don’t say anything else,” Xaden ...more
Fourth Wing (The Empyrean, #1)
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