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“When you start to really know someone, all his physical characteristics start to disappear. You begin to dwell in his energy, recognize the scent of his skin. You see only the essence of the person,not the shell. That's why you can't fall in love with beauty. You can lust after it, be infatuated by it, want to own it. You can love it with your eyes and body but not your heart. And that's why, when you really connect with a person's inner self, any physical imperfections disappear, become irrelevant.”

Quote by Lisa Unger

Work

Four Thrillers by Lisa Unger: Beautiful Lies, Sliver of Truth, Black Out, Die for You

This compilation includes 'Beautiful Lies', a tale of a woman's mysterious past; 'Sliver of Truth', a story about a missing child and a mother's desperate search; 'Black Out', a novel about a woman who wakes up with no memory; and 'Die for You', a suspenseful tale of a woman's fight for survival. more

Author

Lisa Unger
Lisa Unger

Lisa Unger, born on April 26, 1970, is a renowned American author known for her suspense and thriller novels. Her works, which often blend psychological analysis with supernatural elements, have gained widespread popularity among readers. more

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