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Brighton Belle

Brighton Belle is a captivating novel that delves into the romantic and mysterious atmosphere of the English coastal city of Brighton. The story weaves together elements of romance and intrigue, offering readers a glimpse into the lives of its characters amidst the picturesque backdrop of the city. more

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Sara Sheridan
Sara Sheridan

Sara Sheridan is a British writer born in 1968. Her works span across historical novels, children's literature, and adult fiction. Sheridan is known for her rich imagination and deep understanding of history, often blending elements of mystery and adventure in her novels. more

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