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“So I'm not allowed to take responsibility for the whole world, but you are, huh? Kees felt the corners of his mouth twitch and his heart squeeze and then melt. ... I am bigger, he growled. And she laughed.”

Quote by Christine Warren

Book:Heart of Stone
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Heart of Stone

This book delves into the complexities of human emotions, focusing on the intricate relationships and moral dilemmas faced by its characters. more

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Christine Warren
Christine Warren

Christine Warren is a renowned American fantasy author known for her unique world-building and imaginative storytelling. Her works have gained popularity among readers and have been recognized with various awards. more

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