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“Todo su cuerpo se estremeció, de la forma en que siempre lo hacía cuando la besaba. Nunca se aburría, cansaba, o se acostumbraba a ello, no más de lo que imaginaba que alguien se cansaría de una hermosa puesta de sol, música perfecta, o su libro favorito en el mundo.”

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Book:Lady Midnight
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Lady Midnight

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Cassandra Clare
Cassandra Clare

Cassandra Clare is a renowned American author, best known for her young adult fantasy novel series, 'The Mortal Instruments'. Her works blend elements of magic, romance, and adventure, captivating young readers worldwide. more

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