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165 pages, ebook
First published July 19, 2014

He'd gone into the hills that night and razed a patch of the woods she loved so much, and as he watched the trees crack and crumble to ash, the smoldering landscape echoed the fires he felt inside.
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... thin ribbons of shadow and light in the umbra of the flickering torches.
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The sky was broken, she thought. It cracked in two, and the world was bleeding out in streaks of lightning.
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Oh, the anger and contempt had been the same but they had been shot through with another emotion that rose to the surface to burst like bubbles of fire, coloring his speech with an intensity he usually lacked. For the first time since she had met him, the witch had called her Catherine.

And he had already started to think of her as his. At some point, his contempt and utter loathing had taken root and blossomed into single-minded obsession... He had been driven with the need to bend her to his sovereign will. To feel the force of his command.
There was something perversely satisfying about this. Watching her sleep.








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