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Undercover (Into Shadow, #5)
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You won’t get yourself in trouble lovergirling here, Starr . . . You won’t have the time.�
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No mindless hunger. The badly painted lips peeled off those sharp pink teeth. “Amy,� the ghoul panted. “Amy, I still dream about you.�
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Anyone who looked less like a carol she’d be hard-pressed to name. The Widower didn’t even look like a dirge.
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“Fabulous work, honey,� said the Widower. “Oh, go fuck yourself,� snapped Lucille. Then she dipped her head back to feed.