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“Samuel," Amelie said, and her voice was low and quiet and warm. She bent closer to him. "Samuel. Come back to me." His eyes opened, and they were all pupil. Scary owl eyes. Claire bit her lip and thought again about running, but Hans and Gretchen were at her back and she knew she didn't have a chance, anyway. Sam blinked, and his pupils began to shrink slowly to a more normal size. His lips moved, but no sound came out. "Breathe in," Amelie said, in that same quiet, warm tone. "I'm here, Samuel. I won't leave you." She stroked fingers gently over his forehead, and he blinked again and slowly focused on her. It was like there was nobody else in all the world, just the two of them. Amelie was wrong, Claire thought. It isn't just that Sam loves her. She loves him just as much.”

Quote by Rachel Caine

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Midnight Alley

Midnight Alley is a gripping narrative that delves into the dark underbelly of a city's most notorious district. The story follows a cast of characters entangled in a world of vice and deceit, where the line between right and wrong is blurred. The novel is renowned for its vivid portrayal of a criminal underworld and the complex relationships that define it. more

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Rachel Caine
Rachel Caine

Rachel Caine, born on April 27, 1962, is a renowned American science fiction and fantasy writer. Her works are known for their unique worldviews and rich imagination, which have won her a large fan base. more

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