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“What took you so long?” Nash asked, as he slid into the passenger seat and pulled the door closed. “I stopped to donate all your underwear to the homeless. You’re gonna wanna take care of those tighty whities—they’re all you’ve got left.” He leaned against the door, either too tired or too drunk to sit up. “And to think, most people don’t understand your sense of humor.” “Fools, all of them.”

Quote by Rachel Vincent

Book:Reaper

Work

Reaper

In this thrilling narrative, the reader is transported to a realm where reapers are the enforcers of justice, tasked with collecting souls and determining their fates. The story follows a protagonist who finds themselves caught in the middle of this complex world, questioning the nature of good and evil, and the eternal consequences of one's actions. more

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Rachel Vincent
Rachel Vincent

Rachel Vincent, born in 1978, is an accomplished American author known for her unique narrative style and emotional depth in her writings. Her works have gained popularity among readers worldwide. more

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