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The Weight of Questions

مؤلف: Thomas Morau
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Chapter 8: The Weight of Questions

Even though vampires were supposed to be ancient—centuries-old predators who’d watched empires rise and fall—the four queens of BludHeaven were anomalies. Each one frozen at nineteen, their bodies locked in the bloom of late adolescence while their minds carried the weight of lives far longer than their faces suggested. The school had been carved into four wings after the Integration Accords: North for Seraphina Locke’s tech-infused domain, East for Liora Kane
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