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“They want you to think that darkness or evil is only something that gets inflicted on you by the outside world, but I know better, and I think the freak does, too. Sometimes the darkness lives inside you, and sometimes it wins.”

Quote by Alexandra Bracken

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Alexandra Bracken

Alexandra Bracken is an American author recognized for her contributions to young adult fiction. Born on February 27, 1987, she has become well-known for her novels that blend fantasy and romance elements, offering captivating stories to young readers. more

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