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“Sahara’s eyes were haunted when they met his. “Am I so important to you?” “Yes,” he said. “You’re everything.” The entire reason for his existence.”

Quote by Nalini Singh

Book:Heart of Obsidian
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Heart of Obsidian

This book is a gripping tale of a society under oppressive rule, where a young protagonist discovers their destiny to challenge the status quo. more

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Nalini Singh
Nalini Singh

Nalini Singh is a renowned Canadian science fiction author known for her unique blend of romance and fantasy elements. Born in 1977, she began writing in 1999 and has since published numerous works. Her novels often combine science fiction, fantasy, and romance, winning her a dedicated fan base. more

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Book:Homecoming
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