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“Mercedes,” said Asil in a cheerful voice. “You are going to get me killed at last. Bran would not do it, but I believe your mate will have no trouble.”

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Frost Burned

In Frost Burned, readers are transported to a world where ice and snow dominate, and magic is a powerful force. The story revolves around political intrigue and the struggle for power, with magic playing a central role in the lives of the characters. The novel explores themes of loyalty, betrayal, and the quest for survival in a harsh environment. more

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Patricia Briggs
Patricia Briggs

Patricia Briggs is an American author known for her works in the fantasy and science fiction genres. Born in 1965, she began publishing her works in 1993. Briggs' novels are celebrated for their complex characters and engaging plots. more

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