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“I want you to have this.” He extended his hand. On his palm sat the beautiful butterfly he had carved. Silver spots on the wings glinted in the sunlight, and a silver chain hung from a small hole drilled into its body. Valek looped the necklace around my neck. “When I carved this statue, I was thinking about you. Delicate in appearance, but with a strength unnoticed at first glance.” His eyes met mine.”

Quote by Maria V. Snyder

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The Study Series Bundle: Poison Study\Assassin Study\Magic Study\Fire Study

This collection brings together a fantasy series centered on a protagonist who transitions from a dangerous role into a position of influence within a magical realm. The narrative involves themes of survival, self-discovery, and adventure as the main character faces various challenges and enemies. The series combines elements of fantasy, mystery, and character-driven storytelling as the heroine develops her abilities and uncovers secrets within her world. The books follow her journey through different trials and encounters that test her wit, courage, and determination. more

Author

Maria V. Snyder
Maria V. Snyder

Maria V. Snyder is an American author of science fiction and fantasy novels. Known for her unique magical systems and engaging storylines, her works have gained popularity since their publication in 2005. The specific birth and death dates are unknown. more

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