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The Crescent wolf's song

Tác giả: Laura_Aycock
Fantasy Romance
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What is The Crescent wolf's song

Đọc tiểu thuyết The Crescent wolf's song của tác giả Laura_Aycock được xuất bản trên WebNovel.In a world of war and distruction Amber Maywood was preparing for the storm to come, what she wasn't prepared for was the mass of a man by her side who was plotting her destruction nor the pull she ha...

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In a world of war and distruction Amber Maywood was preparing for the storm to come, what she wasn't prepared for was the mass of a man by her side who was plotting her destruction nor the pull she had to the monster planning her demise. Can the two of them use their power and love for good, or die as they fight their wolfish desire.

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