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Two months passed unnoticed in the elf captivity. My body still served to meet the needs of Fellillander. I will not say that I did not like it. Quite the contrary, but besides the daily work in the bed of the elf prince, I had a lot of things to do. I spied, absorbed the knowledge and skills of elven magicians. I, until I received a call from the missed Fellilander,
almost constantly spinning near the landfill, where the young were trained, and if they were lucky, they came to practice and ...
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almost constantly spinning near the landfill, where the young were trained, and if they were lucky, they came to practice and ...
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- Irina Vladimirovna, a candidate for you.
- Let him come in, Nadya.
When the young man entered, Irina Vladimirovna looked him over on top of her elegant glasses. Valery was tall, broad-shouldered. The clothes are not new and far from fashionable, but they sat on it perfectly, were clean and ...
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- Let him come in, Nadya.
When the young man entered, Irina Vladimirovna looked him over on top of her elegant glasses. Valery was tall, broad-shouldered. The clothes are not new and far from fashionable, but they sat on it perfectly, were clean and ...
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I sent a curse to the Black God - three more beasts extinct jumped out to meet. I quit the two with lightning, but the mana resource came to an end, and the third managed to bite on the shin before dying from the fireball. The red-hot ball burned and the leg, but that was for the best. Heal the wound in ...
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It took several years after the yacht of Stella and her husband was killed then was attacked. The attackers promised to visit Stela in order to continue all that they did with her on the yacht. But there was only one Mike. He appeared and a month later became her husband. And now Stella ...
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The car stuck hopelessly. Looks like she sat on the belly! And what am I, so beautiful, doing on this fucking country road? Oh, yes, yes! I am trying to get to my girlfriend’s dacha, where I’m promised an exquisite society, martini with ice and dancing under the moon. And where is the cottage, and where am I?
I got out of the car and ...
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I got out of the car and ...
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Two mother wolves sat in front of me. Beautiful, sleek, in black suits, in dark ties, with strict facial expressions. Their whole appearance spoke of their deep sympathy, but inflexibility. In a word, the personification of politically correct friends who came to the funeral, and then ...
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