Let's pick it up," the man behind her said. "How many more of the tranquilizers do you have?" "Just three," the girl panted. "Gonna have to restock." "Right. I'll just... head down... to the convenience store, and-" she didn't finish, the strain too much.
Marissa MeyerLittle Red was a tender young morsel, and the wolf knew she would be even tastier than the old woman.
Marissa MeyerNo. She will never be queen.โ She swayed toward him, and he felt like he was being encircled by a python, smothered and choked.
Marissa MeyerThe doctor brushed past her and gestured at the holographic image that jutted from the netscreen. "Let me tell you what is peculiar about it" "I'd say 36.28 percent of it is pretty peculiar
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