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This was the kind of job that made legends out of hunters. Of course, to be a legend, you generally had to be dead.

Nalini Singh

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Nalini Singh
Age: 79
Born: 1945
Born: February 17
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The fear is like metal on my tongue—I’ve known him but a fragment of time, and yet I’m certain if I accept his suit, it will destroy a part of me when he leaves.” Keir reached forward to tuck her hair behind her ear. “We’re all a little broken.” Quiet. Potent. “No one goes through life with a whole heart.
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