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Название книги: Amazon Ink
Автор(ы): Lori Devoti
Жанр: Фэнтези
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Amazon-Ink-228818.html
The first book in the Amazon series, 2009
To all the warrior women out there fighting for their kids.Whether it’s to feed and clothe them, to keep them healthy,or to keep them safe, no battle was ever worth more.I applaud you. Keep fighting.
Acknowledgments
Thanks for making this book a reality go to my editor, Paula Guran, who took a chance on something a little different, and to Holly Root, agent extraordinaire and professional Slurpee splitter. Next time, you get your own straw!And thanks to Madison, Wisconsin, for being the perfect place for a family of Amazons to blend.
Chapter One
Not again.My gaze darted around the old school yard, searching for whoever had left the dead teenager on my front porch.I was hoping the intruder was still nearby, close enough to catch and deal with myself-right now and for good-but the acre of grass and trees that surrounded our home and business was quiet.No more than a minute or two had passed since the rattle of stones thrown at my bedroom window had roused me. I knew-this time-to go t
Название книги: Amazon Ink
Автор(ы): Lori Devoti
Жанр: Фэнтези
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Amazon-Ink-228818.html
The first book in the Amazon series, 2009
To all the warrior women out there fighting for their kids.Whether it’s to feed and clothe them, to keep them healthy,or to keep them safe, no battle was ever worth more.I applaud you. Keep fighting.
Acknowledgments
Thanks for making this book a reality go to my editor, Paula Guran, who took a chance on something a little different, and to Holly Root, agent extraordinaire and professional Slurpee splitter. Next time, you get your own straw!And thanks to Madison, Wisconsin, for being the perfect place for a family of Amazons to blend.
Chapter One
Not again.My gaze darted around the old school yard, searching for whoever had left the dead teenager on my front porch.I was hoping the intruder was still nearby, close enough to catch and deal with myself-right now and for good-but the acre of grass and trees that surrounded our home and business was quiet.No more than a minute or two had passed since the rattle of stones thrown at my bedroom window had roused me. I knew-this time-to go t
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