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Night of Cake & Puppets

In 'Night of Cake & Puppets,' readers are transported to a fantastical world where the line between reality and illusion blurs. The story unfolds during a mysterious night, intertwining the lives of characters with intricate puppets and sumptuous desserts, creating an atmosphere of enchantment and intrigue. more

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Laini Taylor
Laini Taylor

Laini Taylor is an American author known for her fantasy novels. Born on December 11, 1971, she graduated from the University of California, Berkeley. Taylor's works are acclaimed for their rich imagination, unique narrative style, and profound character development. more

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