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“Why aren't you afraid of the curse?" He smiled bitterly. "Because I am already cursed." The words chilled her. She almost felt sorry for him. "My offer stands," he whispered and then he dissolved into shadow. She stood in the darkness and wondered why he so desperately wanted the manuscript if not to give it to the Atrox. Still he didn't seem as bad as she had once thought. She could almost understand why Serena liked him so much.”

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Book:The Secret Scroll
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The Secret Scroll

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Lynne Ewing
Lynne Ewing

Lynne Ewing, born in 1938, is an accomplished author known for her works in both children's literature and adult fiction. Her writing is celebrated for its rich imagination and emotional depth. more

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