Bree Merritt

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“But you love him?” she asked. “Like Dianna loves Samkiel?” My heart thudded like a starved, rabid beast in my chest. Love seemed like such a simple word for what I felt. I’d give my last breath if it meant he existed. Dying for him would be easy.
The Wrath of the Fallen (Gods & Monsters, #4)
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