Petrified

Petrified

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BOOK THREE of the KINGDOM TRILOGY After faking his death and hiding out on Earth, things are still not over for Valin Stent. His former friend, Jack, is actually the creator of the fey. With his wife, Reitna, the two have merged the fey lands, creating peace. But something dangerous boils beneath the surface on Earth. Secrets and rumors of the illusive “fey hunters” circulate among the underground—and when Valin meets fierce hunter and manipulator Violet Deprikov, he learns that there are more secrets to be told than just those on the surface.
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