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“The late hour is such a friend; it has been for so many years. There is not a soul around as I carry Riley downstairs and dump him in my trunk. It is good, for I am not in the mood to kill again, and murder, for me, is very much tied to my mood, like making love. Even when it is necessary.”

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Book:Thirst: Thirst No. 1; Thirst No. 2; Thirst
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Thirst: Thirst No. 1; Thirst No. 2; Thirst

This trilogy delves into the concept of thirst, intertwining it with themes of survival and human resilience across its three installments. more

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Christopher Pike
Christopher Pike

Christopher Pike is an American author known for his young adult literature. Born on November 12, 1954, he has published numerous best-selling books since his first novel in 1981. Pike's works often feature suspense and adventure, and they are highly favored by young readers. more

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