Bound By Wishes and Ruin by B. Luna Covello EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: B. Luna Covello
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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“Stop! Thief!”
“Excuse me!” I exclaimed, dashing through the bustling square of
the marketplace, a sack of pilfered clementines slung over my shoulder.
Ironically, I was being chased for stealing from a vendor notorious for
cheating the poor—while the crook himself faced no consequences.
“You can’t outrun the law!” the burly figure shouted, blustering through
the crowd behind me.
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“I’m not outrunning the law, Marwane, just you!” I called over my
shoulder. “Don’t you have more important things to do? Pick on someone
your own size!”
His bushy mustache twitched above a fierce scowl as he pumped his arms
furiously, attempting to gain speed. Marwane was a familiar foe I often
Nahlah
encountered on my escapades, and fortunately for me, his portly frame was
ill-suited for the chase. The gold kaftan he wore—part of the royal guards’
uniform—looked comical as it flapped wildly around his knees, the sword
at his belt clunking against his side.
“Come back here!” he shouted, his chechia turban unfurling with each
bounding step, revealing his sweat-slicked brow.
“Besslama!” I waved cheekily over my shoulder. Moving effortlessly
through the crowd, the liveliness of the bazaar surrounded me—the shouts
of shopkeepers selling their wares, the laughter of children playing, the
sound of music, and the scents of delicious food cooking.
A trio of men danced rhythmically in the square to the delight of
onlookers, one strumming a gimbri and another drumming enthusiastically
on a bendir. Though our chase disrupted the flow of traffic, no one seemed
eager to stop me. If anything, their subtle shifts made my escape easier, a
path they closed as soon as Marwane tried to follow.
“Causing trouble again, Nahlah?” I skidded to a halt at Amu Salah’s voice,
grinning at the elderly spice shopkeeper. As cumin, cinnamon, saffron, and
a host of other spices overwhelmed my senses, my stomach growled,
reminding me I hadn’t eaten today.
“Trouble?” I asked innocently. “I would never!”
“Ah, so Marwane worked himself into a frenzy over nothing?” he teased,
eyeing the bag of fruit.
“Oh, these!” I smiled brightly. “They’re borrowed from a merchant who
needs to learn fairness.” Reaching inside, I dropped a few clementines into
his hands. “Consider it an act of justice!”
“I’m warning you, thief!” Marwane bellowed, barreling straight through a
group of children playing jump rope.
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