Allison Ford

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Her chest clenched every time she thought of it. Because “home” wasn’t her conquered lands of ash and blood. It was him. No matter what became of her time here, she would never forget the century she’d spent prior to this that had defined “home” not as any land. She’d come to associate all sense of the word with Nik.
A Clash of Three Courts (An Heir Comes to Rise, #4)
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