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||BOOK THREE in the Infernal Chronicles Series||
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Once upon a time, on an island far, far away, Angie Frost and her companions are on a dangerous journey to rescue one of their own from the clutches of a new vil...
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"The More That You Say, The Less I Know
Wherever You Stray, I Follow
I'm Begging For You To Take My Hand, Wreck My Plans
That's My Man."
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"And that's when the bandit leaped on top of the carriage and stole the prince's jewels," Henry read from his storybook in a dramatic voice, tickling the new baby's stomach as Mary Margaret, David, Emma, Hook, Ruby, and Octavia listened. "As the prince chased the thief on horseback through the treacherous forest-"
"Really?" Angie interrupted, sliding into the booth next to David. "I can't hear the kid's name yet, but I have to hear this story again?" Today, David and Mary Margaret were having a party at Granny's where they were going to announce the name of the baby. Emma and Angie had thought that they were going to hold the baby up at the top of the clock tower like Simba. As funny as that would be, it didn't seem like that was going to happen.
"Well, my son should know where he comes from," David argued, putting an arm around his sister's shoulder
Emma crossed her arms and leaned against the booth. "Are you sure you want the first thing he knows to be that his parents fell in love during an armed robbery?"
Mary Margaret's jaw dropped. "I wasn't armed!"
"Except with a rock," Ruby reminded her friend as Octavia giggled in her seat.
David tapped the side of his jaw. "I still have the scar."
"Which healed," Mary Margaret fired back, gently touching her son's chest and speaking in a babyish voice. "But that's just how we met. It's not how we fell in love."
