The Dread Descendant  (The Dread Descendant, #1)
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“I thought about you ceaselessly,” he said. “I don’t think I quite understood the meaning of your presence until I was forced to endure your absence.”
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“I will end each and every one of them that tries to take what is mine.” “The Dread Lands?” she asked as his hand pulled out from between her stomach and her pants. A darkness formed on Mal’s face. “You.” His eyes bore into hers with a lethal rage so calm it should have been unsettling. “You are mine.”