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“I had a dream this morning too, and you were in it," he said. "I don't remember what it was about, exactly, but when I woke up I looked at the clock and it was exactly six thirty-two." I felt an eerie tingle all down my back and froze with my spoon halfway to my mouth. "Really?" He smirked and popped the cookie into his mouth. "No”

Quote by Kate Brian

Work

The Complete Private Collection: Private; Invitation Only; Untouchable; Confessions; Inner Circle; Legacy; Ambition; Revelation; Last Christmas; Paradise Lost; Suspicion; Scandal; Vanished; The Book of Spells; Ominous; Vengeance

This collection brings together a diverse array of tales, ranging from mysterious confessions to scandalous secrets, and from lost legacies to the pursuit of ambition. Each story explores the complexities of human emotions and the consequences of hidden desires. The collection includes works such as 'Private,' 'Invitation Only,' 'Untouchable,' 'Confessions,' 'Inner Circle,' 'Legacy,' 'Ambition,' 'Revelation,' 'Last Christmas,' 'Paradise Lost,' 'Suspicion,' 'Scandal,' 'Vanished,' 'The Book of Spells,' and 'Ominous,' culminating in a tale of 'Vengeance.' more

Author

Kate Brian
Kate Brian

Kate Brian, born on March 11, 1974, is a renowned author of young adult fiction. Her works, characterized by suspense, thriller, and romance, have gained immense popularity among young readers. more

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