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“The sun weeps because it can no longer caress your skin or warm your lips." He sifted his fingers through my hair. "I do not envy the sun, Eva. But I truly hate the moon, because its light touches you in all the ways I cannot.”

Quote by Michele Bardsley

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Don't Talk Back To Your Vampire

This book is a blend of comedy and romance, following the adventures of a vampire who finds himself in a world where he must navigate human relationships and societal norms. The story offers a fresh perspective on the vampire mythos, with a focus on the protagonist's humorous and endearing interactions with humans. more

Author

Michele Bardsley
Michele Bardsley

Michele Bardsley is a renowned author known for her works in the genres of fantasy and science fiction, born in 1970. Her writing is highly appreciated for its imaginative power and profound thematic exploration. more

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