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I, Lucifer: Finally, the Other Side of the Story

This book is a fictional narrative that explores the story of Lucifer from his own viewpoint, providing readers with a unique perspective on events often depicted from a human or divine perspective. more

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Glen Duncan
Glen Duncan

Glen Duncan, born in 1965, is a renowned author from Scotland. His works are known for their unique narrative style and profound philosophical insights, spanning genres such as fantasy, horror, and literature. more

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