Chapter 9 Chapter 9
“Are you smelling anything other than magic?” Connor asked me.
“No. I can’t even tell what kind of magic I smell.” I reached inside the body, pushing innards around looking for the source. Some of them made a squishing sound. Tristan ran back to the sink. By the sounds of it he hadn’t tossed all of...
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1. Chapter 1 Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2 Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3 Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4 Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5 Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6 Chapter 6
7. Chapter 7 Chapter 7
8. Chapter 8 Chapter 8
9. Chapter 9 Chapter 9
10. Chapter 10 Chapter 10
11. Chapter 11 Chapter 11
12. Chapter 12 Chapter 12
13. Chapter 13 Chapter 13
14. Chapter 14 Chapter 14
15. Chapter 15 Chapter 15
16. Chapter 16 Chapter 16
17. Chapter 17 Chapter 17
18. Chapter 18 Chapter 18
19. Chapter 19 19
20. Chapter 20 20
21. Chapter 21 21
22. Chapter 22 22
23. Chapter 23 23
24. Chapter 24 24
25. Chapter 25 25
26. Chapter 26 26
27. Chapter 27 27
28. Chapter 28 28
29. Chapter 29 29
30. Chapter 30 30
31. Chapter 31 31
32. Chapter 32 32
33. Chapter 33 33
34. Chapter 34 34
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