Janee Fritz

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When he was done, he felt someone lift him up and carry him back to the bed. “Don’t touch me,” he gasped, pushing in vain against Malekh’s chest. “Don’t touch me. Everyone I touch, everyone I care for—they die. Don’t…”
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Silver Under Nightfall (Reaper, #1)
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