Heart of StoneWHAT SECRETS LIE SHROUDED IN DARKNESS? Okay, so jogging through Central Park after midnight wasn't a bright idea. But Margrit Knight never thought she'd encounter a dark new world filled with magical beings-not to mention a dying woman and a mysterious stranger with blood on his hands. Her logical, lawyer instincts told her it couldn't all be real- but she could hardly deny what she'd seen...and touched. The mystery man, Alban, was a gargoyle. One of the fabled Old Races who had hidden their existence for centuries. Now he was a murder suspect, and he needed Margrit's help to take the heat off him and find the real killer. And as the dead pile up, it's a race against the sunrise to clear Alban's name and keep them both alive.... |
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Contents
Section 1 | 9 |
Section 2 | 23 |
Section 3 | 38 |
Section 4 | 50 |
Section 5 | 62 |
Section 6 | 76 |
Section 7 | 88 |
Section 8 | 102 |
Section 17 | 227 |
Section 18 | 243 |
Section 19 | 257 |
Section 20 | 270 |
Section 21 | 284 |
Section 22 | 296 |
Section 23 | 313 |
Section 24 | 331 |
Section 9 | 115 |
Section 10 | 130 |
Section 11 | 145 |
Section 12 | 158 |
Section 13 | 171 |
Section 14 | 184 |
Section 15 | 198 |
Section 16 | 213 |
Section 25 | 345 |
Section 26 | 360 |
Section 27 | 373 |
Section 28 | 384 |
Section 29 | 395 |
Section 30 | 406 |
Section 31 | 422 |
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