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Nicholas wanted to believe in fairy tales. She'd read her share, hoping for miracles, but in the end, there was no hundred acre wood to play in with her little stuffed animals. There was pain and crushing disillusionment and betrayal.

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Christine Feehan
Age: 24
Born: 2000
Born: January 1
Novelist
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