Creepy-hollow Quote by Rachel Morgan Download Open image ““Are you serious? Vi’s arm has been magically barbequed and you think she needs a cupcake ?”” — Rachel Morgan ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.7 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Barbequed Barbequed Think Creepy-hollow Cupcake Faerie-guardian Magically Barbequed Needs Cupcake
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“Whatever game you’re playing, you’re going to lose,” he whispers. “And I’ll be right there to rub your nose in it when it happens.”… — Rachel Morgan Copy Share Image
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“Creepy Hollow?” He snorts. “Like Sleepy Hollow ?” “No, like Creepy Hollow. It has nothing to do with sleeping.” — Rachel Morgan Copy Share Image
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