And then I heard the snarling and screaming andscreeching explode from ahead and I knew the fight washappening and I was too late to beat Diego there. I only ranfaster. Maybe I could still save him.I smelled the smoke—the sweet, thick scent of vampiresburning—carried back to me on the wind. The sound ofmayhem was louder. Maybe it was almost done. Would I findour coven victorious and Diego waiting?I...
Sunday, 27 November 2011
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