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“Durante tantos milenios como llevan existiendo, los humanos no han comprendido en realidad qué es el amor. ¿Cuánto hay de físico y cuánto de mental en todo eso? ¿Cuándo es accidente y cuándo destino? ¿Por qué se destruyen parejas que son perfectas y funcionan otras que parecen imposibles? No conozco las respuestas mejor que ellos. El amor está simplemente donde está.”

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Book:The Host
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The Host

In this thought-provoking story, a human woman becomes a vessel for an alien being, leading to a complex interplay of emotions and identities. The narrative delves into the challenges of coexistence and the struggle for self-determination, offering a unique perspective on human nature and the boundaries of individuality. more

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Stephenie Meyer
Stephenie Meyer

Stephenie Meyer, born on December 24, 1973, is a renowned American author. She gained fame with her Twilight series, which has a massive global readership and was adapted into a successful film franchise. more

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