He grabbed for the coatrack that stood by the door, ripped the coats off it, and flung the door wide, the rack held above his head like a javelin.
On the other side of the door was Jace. He blinked. "Is that a coatrack?

Auteur: Cassandra Clare

He grabbed for the coatrack that stood by the door, ripped the coats off it, and flung the door wide, the rack held above his head like a javelin. <br />On the other side of the door was Jace. He blinked. "Is that a coatrack? - Cassandra Clare




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