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“You won't be able to hurt me, or touch me.”

Quote by Lucy Christopher

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In this suspenseful story, a character finds themselves entangled in a complex web of stolen goods and hidden truths, exploring the consequences of theft and the blurred lines between right and wrong. more

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Lucy Christopher

Lucy Christopher, born in 1981, is a talented British author known for her unique narrative style and profound emotional expression. Her works have won wide acclaim from readers and critics. more

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