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“He was beautiful. I know, it’s not the manliest way to describe a guy, but in my head, it was the adjective I used most often and it fit him to a tee.”

Quote by S.C. Stephens

Book:Thoughtless
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Thoughtless

This book delves into the complexities of human behavior, focusing on the character's thoughtless actions and their repercussions in their social and romantic life. more

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S.C. Stephens
S.C. Stephens

S.C. Stephens is a contemporary author known for her young adult and romance novels. Her exact birth and death dates are unknown. more

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