Consuela Creeker Mysteries
Even more so, why was she granted the title?
"Yes Consuela, I am exactly what you believe me to be, and you are indeed leader of the disorganized little twits. Why don't you come a little closer to the pond, so we can speak face to face like women?"
This was insane, there was no way that thing, could have read her mind! And if the tales about this species or whatever it was were true, this would be the snatch and disappear stage. These varieties of mystics usually entrapped lonely, lust blinded men. Consuela thought, if they were chasing her, there must be something higher at stake.
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