And Billy rolled in. Thought you might like some wake-up. Bingo.
J.R. Ward
Time to the face the music.
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The only one who wanted to be free. Surprise, surprise. CHAPTER
Isaac Rothe, Matthias
Husband and my family and the better half of WriterDog. Prologue
All around, grown men were getting out of cars and shoving at each other like fifteen-year-olds, the bunch of juiced-up, armchair quarterbacks ready to peanut-gallery it up: The closest they were going to get to the octagon was standing on the outside of the chicken wire looking in.
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