Maggie Stiefvater

“Grace: I picked up my sweater from the floor and crawled back into bed. Shoving my pillow aside, I balled up the sweater to use instead.

I fell asleep to the scent of my wolf. Pine needles, cold rain, earthy perfume, coarse bristles on my face.

It was almost like he was there.”


Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver
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Shiver (The Wolves of Mercy Falls, #1) Shiver by Maggie Stiefvater
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