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“I will tell you a story, one I used to tell to a little boy with dark hair. A silent boy who rarely laughs, who listened more closely than I realized. A boy who had a name and not a title”

Quote by Leigh Bardugo

Book:Ruin and Rising
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Ruin and Rising

In this fantasy novel, the protagonist embarks on a perilous quest, encountering various obstacles and allies as they strive to overcome a dark and ominous fate. more

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Leigh Bardugo
Leigh Bardugo

Leigh Bardugo is a contemporary American author known for her fantasy novels. Born on April 6, 1975, she graduated from Stanford University with a degree in Comparative Literature. Bardugo's works have received critical acclaim for their complex characters, rich imagination, and profound themes. more

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Book:A Reaper at the Gates
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Book:Shiver
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