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Nary a Blood Drop or Bone Shard

The Librarian had warned her. The instant she wasn’t chained, the books would feed. They had fed in this place for centuries, from time immemorial, when ancient scribes had hunched, spidery and squeezed, over books on the desks that said

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Click here to read and download (for free) the story of a cursed girl who cannot die and finds a bruised boy under her roses every day...