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“What the hell is going on?” Bricker asked with amazement as they watched Victor carry Elvi out. “First Basil’s carrying Sherry away, and then Marcus is carting a blubbering Basha off, and now Elvi’s sobbing to beat the band and Victor is playing he-man too. Have the women gone crazy or is this an immortal caveman convention?” Lucian reached out and biffed the younger man in the back of the head. “Ow,” Bricker complained, rubbing the spot.”

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Book:The Immortal Who Loved Me
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The Immortal Who Loved Me

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Lynsay Sands
Lynsay Sands

Lynsay Sands is a renowned author known for her works that blend fantasy and romance elements. The exact dates of her birth and death are unknown. more

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