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A Hunger Like No Other

In 'A Hunger Like No Other,' readers are taken on a journey through the intricate web of human emotions and motivations. The narrative delves into the lives of characters grappling with intense desires, examining the consequences of their actions and the psychological toll it takes on their lives. The story is rich with emotional depth, offering a nuanced look at the human condition and the power of desire. more

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Kresley Cole
Kresley Cole

Kresley Cole is a renowned American author known for her romantic novels. Her works are celebrated for their deep emotional descriptions and complex character development, enjoying great popularity among readers. more

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“For a while I thought I was the dragon. I guess I can tell you that now. And, for a while, I thought I was the princess, cotton candy pink, sitting there in my room, in the tower of the castle, young and beautiful and in love and waiting for you with confidence but the princess looks into her mirror and only sees the princess, while I'm out here, slogging through the mud, breathing fire, and getting stabbed to death. Okay, so I'm the dragon. Big deal. You still get to be the hero.”

“Perhaps the moon, surrounded by stars, feels lonely too. They share no common bond, no shared experience. Perhaps, this isolation drives her to circle the Earth, seeking a genuine friend. At night, the world slumbers, leaving her alone. But occasionally, she finds someone awake, and they confide in her. They share their problems, their loneliness, and she listens intently. Though unable to express her own emotions, she finds solace in their words. For in their loneliness, she sees she's not alone. Their struggles mirror hers, and in that reflection, her isolation fades. Maybe, this silent companionship is enough. Maybe, it's precisely what she needs to feel less lonely.”

“Your great mistake is to act the drama as if you were alone. As if life were a progressive and cunning crime with no witness to the tiny hidden transgressions. To feel abandoned is to deny the intimacy of your surroundings. Surely, even you, at times, have felt the grand array; the swelling presence, and the chorus, crowding out your solo voice. You must note the way the soap dish enables you, or the window latch grants you freedom. Alertness is the hidden discipline of familiarity. The stairs are your mentor of things to come, the doors have always been there to frighten you and invite you, and the tiny speaker in the phone is your dream-ladder to divinity. Put down the weight of your aloneness and ease into the conversation. The kettle is singing even as it pours you a drink, the cooking pots have left their arrogant aloofness and seen the good in you at last. All the birds and creatures of the world are unutterably themselves. Everything is waiting for you.”