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“Η επόμενη ανάσα της έγινε ένας λυγμός που τη συντάραξε και, καθώς τα δάκρυα της άρχισαν να κυλούν, ένιωσε τον Θορν να την τραβάει κοντά του. Την πήρε στα γόνατά του, περνώντας το ένα χέρι του κάτω από τα πόδια της για να εμποδίσει την τεράστια φούστα της να μπερδευτεί γύρω της. Κλαίγοντας με αναφιλητά, η Κρες έκρυψε το πρόσωπό της στο στήθος του και άφησε το δάκρυά της να κυλήσουν ελεύθερα.”

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Marissa Meyer

Marissa Meyer is an American novelist known for her science fiction works. Her novels blend classical literature with modern science fiction elements, enjoying great popularity among readers. more

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