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The room of a healing witch

"He’d been thanking Caoimhe for taking the couch ever since they moved in to the small apartment, because he’d never be able to stand the pungent, herby smells that emanated from her ingredients in their jars on the bookcase in the front room.

Había trazado una línea con toda esa sangre, y ahora exigía saber de qué lado se encontraba ella. "A tu lado, pensó. Siempre a tu lado."

I always have a quick smoke after another kill. It's become such a ritual that my fingers twitch when I think about murder in the light my mouth waters with anticipation for the familiar smoke drifting in and out of my lungs.

Parker gripped his shirt, where his heart was. He looked at Amélie's crumpled body, fell to his knees and screamed. The darkness erupted and flames lit the sky. Parker had bursted into fire.

Parker gripped his shirt, where his heart was. He looked at Amélie's crumpled body, fell to his knees and screamed. The darkness erupted and flames lit the sky. Parker had burst into fire.