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Tracy Wolff

Charm

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He's under my skin…
After Katmere, I shouldn't be surprised by anything. Including the existence of a world beyond my world called the Shadow Realm. Yet here I am, stuck in a strange, dangerous place with the worst of the supernaturals, the monster that other monsters fear: Hudson Vega. He might be Jaxon's brother and ridiculously hot, but he's a complete bona fide pain in my ass.
The question is whether we'll find a way out before I kill him…or run out of time.
She's stealing my heart…
It's a truth universally known—at least according to Grace—that everything is my fault. But I have a nasty suspicion that Grace isn't as human as she thinks, and she's the one keeping us trapped. Now we'll have to work together not…
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    “I love you,” I tell him, wrapping my arms around his waist. “Not Jaxon. You, Hudson, and nothing is going to change that. You’re my mate. You’re my best friend.” I lean into him. “You’re my true north and I will always, always choose you.”
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    instead, he’s apparently bought his own advertising and thinks he’s invincible, given he’s just running around, cape flying behind him, as he makes my job ten thousand times harder. I should be killing the damn dragon and instead I’m playing bodyguard to this overgrown cockwomble.
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    Hudson and I don’t cheer—I may agree with the sentiment Nyaz is expressing, but I don’t think I’ll ever be good with clapping and whistling for a war.

    My parents raised me to believe that fighting was a last resort. Walking away from a fight that doesn’t matter is always a better option than getting hurt or hurting someone.

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