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“When I thought I'd killed him, I felt more alone than I've felt in a long time. Like I couldn't stand walking through this city knowing he wasn't in it. Like somehow, as long as he was out there somewhere, if I was ever really in trouble, I knew where I could go and while maybe he wouldn't do exactly what I wanted him to do, he'd keep me alive. He'd get me through whatever it was to live another day.”

Quote by Karen Marie Moning

Work

The Fever Series 7-Book Bundle: Darkfever, Bloodfever, Faefever, Dreamfever, Shadowfever, Iced, Burned

This comprehensive bundle includes all seven novels of The Fever Series. The series is known for its richly developed world, complex characters, and a blend of romance and fantasy. The protagonist, a young woman, discovers her connection to the fey and becomes entangled in a web of magic and danger. The books delve into themes of destiny, love, and the struggle between human and fey worlds. The collection is a must-read for fans of the genre who enjoy a mix of romance and fantasy with a touch of the supernatural. more

Author

Karen Marie Moning
Karen Marie Moning

Karen Marie Moning, born on November 1, 1964, is a renowned fantasy author known for her unique magical worlds and complex character relationships. Her most famous work is the 'Ice and Fire' series. more

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