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“And just as I start to move past him, my hip accidentally rubs against his, and his face is so close, and his eyes so deep, that I can't help but lift my fingers to his smooth, sculptured cheek. Then without even thinking, I close my eyes, lean in, and kiss him.”

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Alyson Noel
Alyson Noel

Alyson Noel is an American author renowned for her young adult and fantasy novels. Born on December 3, 1965, she has made a substantial impact in the literary world with her imaginative storytelling and compelling characters. more

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