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“I don't know that I'm making up for anything," he disagreed lightly. "Like everything in life, I just had to decide what to do with what I was given”

Quote by Stephenie Meyer

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New Moon

This book is a part of a popular series, exploring complex emotions and personal growth through the lens of its characters' experiences. more

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Stephenie Meyer
Stephenie Meyer

Stephenie Meyer, born on December 24, 1973, is a renowned American author. She gained fame with her Twilight series, which has a massive global readership and was adapted into a successful film franchise. more

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