And, ah, who are you? What Horseman, I mean.” Thanatos swung around. “Death.” Cara swallowed. Audibly. “As in, the Grim Reaper?” He snorted. “That poser.
Larissa IoneHarvester’s heart soared. Reaver had offered to castrate an archangel for her. How sweet was that?
Larissa IoneHis instincts should have warned him sooner than they had, but thanks to his agimortus, he'd been hobbled like a brood mare waiting to be mounted by a randy stallion
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