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57 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 13, 2012
“And how will my immortal spunk make it any different?”
You’d think that working with angels would be, well, heavenly, but there were days when Seth wished they had wings just so he could pluck out their feathers one by one.
Isra leaned in towards the mirror and cursed. A faint sprinkle of freckles crossed her nose and cheeks. She had fucking freckles. She might as well put her hair in pigtails and dress as a naughty schoolgirl to lure Seth to his death.