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“Perhaps it was simple reflex, her own instinct for survival. Or perhaps it had been his words, bringing back the horror of her mother's death. But when he reached for the satchel, Adrianne ignored the knife and brought her foot up hard between his legs. The knife clattered to the ground only seconds before he did. "Bastard," she muttered as she sent the knife careening into the dark. "Now your pride's as small as your brain and just as useless." "Well put," Philip said as he came up behind her.”

Quote by Nora Roberts

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Sweet Revenge

In this gripping narrative, the protagonist seeks sweet revenge against those who have wronged them, delving into a tale of moral ambiguity and the consequences of seeking justice through violent means. more

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Nora Roberts
Nora Roberts

An American best-selling author known for her romance novels. Since publishing her first novel in 1981, Nora Roberts has written over 200 books, which have been beloved by readers worldwide. more

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