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“How would you take care of it?” I asked. He shrugged. “I know some ghouls. I make a couple calls, the guys come over for dinner, problem solved.” “They can put away nine whole giants? There’s that many ghouls in town?” “Probably not,” Leif admitted. “But whatever they do not eat tonight, they’ll take the rest to go.” I stared at him in disbelief. “You mean like a doggie bag?” The vampire nodded with a thin trace of a smile. “They have a refrigerated truck, Atticus. These are practical guys.”

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The Iron Druid Chronicles 6-Book Bundle: Hounded, Hexed, Hammered, Tricked, Trapped, Hunted

The Iron Druid Chronicles 6-Book Bundle includes the novels Hounded, Hexed, Hammered, Tricked, Trapped, and Hunted. The series follows the adventures of Atticus O'Sullivan, a modern-day druid and werewolf, as he navigates a world filled with ancient magic, mythical creatures, and human politics. The bundle offers a blend of fantasy, humor, and action, with a focus on the protagonist's unique abilities and his quest to protect the world from various threats. more

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Kevin Hearne
Kevin Hearne

Kevin Hearne, born on December 9, 1970, is an American novelist known for his fantasy and adventure novels. His works are highly appreciated by readers for their blend of mythology, history, and humor. more

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