by Natasha Mostert
Through me you pass into the city of woe: Through me you pass into eternal pain: Through me among the people lost for aye. Justice the founder of my fabric moved: To rear me was the task of power divine, Supremest wisdom, and primeval love. Before me things create were none, save things Eternal, and...
Windwalkers is a romance novel. I should have read the darn description better, but it is what it is. As far as romance, this gets pretty cheesy. I avoid romances because of the eye-roll factor alone. It's not the worst romance I have read, however. It is more of a suspense novel. The foreshadowing ...
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