Gutshot Teaser no. 17

Ghosts by Amanda Hemingway

He came. Tall he stood among the warriors, tall as a god, his body copper-brown in the sunlight, and the sweat-gloss rippled over the flex-and-swell of his muscles. But a leader needs more than sweat and muscle, and the look in his eyes was as cunning as a coyote and as reckless as a maddened bull.

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