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Hell Is... Former Coworker: General Engell
“There is no way you killed General Engell because of what you’ve told your officers and troopers. For trafficking children meant for the Stormtrooper program.”
Hell Is... Extra: Exchange
“The young lady is rather, armed,” said the merchant to his visitor.
“Pardon my…niece. She has been overly interested in firearms and self-protection ever since her experience with kidnapping as a child."
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“Your jinn, is it for sale?”
“Jinn?”
Old pic old fic last one I swear.
That was weird story written while not sleeping