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... tack.’
It wasn’t magic, but some kind of divine power. The kind etched into the very being of a succubus.
―Forget.
A voice echoed endlessly in his ears, blurring his memories like a taut string about to snap.
Cedric’s soul barely resisted the allure.
A strong mind resides in a strong body.
There was a reason for such a saying.
There were only two possible ways one could surv ...
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