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“He then put both hands on the door on either side of my head and leaned in close, pinning me against it. I trembled like a downy rabbit caught in the clutches of a wolf. The wolf came closer. He bent his head and began nuzzling my cheek. The problem was…I wanted the wolf to devour me.”

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Book:Tiger's Curse
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Tiger's Curse

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Colleen Houck
Colleen Houck

Colleen Houck is an American author known for her young adult fantasy novels. Her works blend elements of mythology, magic, and adventure, which are highly appreciated by young readers. more

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