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“Is he going to-will he live?" "No," said Gavriel. "No chance of that. He wants to die, so he will. But not tonight and not because of me." "Oh," Tana said. "So he's okay?" Under the floodlights, Gavriel's skin looked nearly white, his mouth stained red despite his rubbing it. It was the first time she'd seen him standing and again she was struck by the incongruity of him-tall, bare feet, jeans, and a black T-shirt turned inside out, messy black hair, chains gone, looking like the shadow of a regular boy, a boy her age, who wasn't a boy at all. And there was a body slumped at his feet.”

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Book:The Coldest Girl in Coldtown
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The Coldest Girl in Coldtown

In 'The Coldest Girl in Coldtown,' a young woman finds herself in a world where vampires have taken over a walled city. As she navigates this new, dangerous environment, she discovers her own connection to the vampire world and must confront her own fears and desires in order to survive. more

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Holly Black
Holly Black

Holly Black, born on November 10, 1971, is a renowned fantasy fiction writer from the United States. Her works are known for their unique imagination and profound emotional depth, which have won her a large fan base. more

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