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			<title>Dearest Lover</title>
			<description>How can one as sweet as you bring nothing but carnageBring me to my knees before youLet me be&amp;nbsp;My beautiful love the crimes you commit Lead me in chains, what folly, such a foolLet me breath&amp;nbsp;Never have I seen such blood as with youMindless slave, passion&amp;..</description>
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			<title>The Lover's Lament</title>
			<description>And when saw he what he had doneHe turned and howled to the judging sun&amp;lsquo;I loved her so, her love was my curseSee here my love doth lie in earth&amp;rsquo;s hearseFie on Aphrodite!Bid Eros give leave!For it is on man&amp;rsquo;s simple hearts on which you cleaveYour spinn&amp;eg..</description>
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			<title>The Warning</title>
			<description>And doth did the raven crow three times in successionOnce, for warningTwice, as the heraldThird, in mourningHad I heeded this discretion Perhaps the hounds of death would not be nipping at myanklesThe flames of hell not burning to cinders the hairs on myheadAnd the ce..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 6 </title>
			<description>Maellie was surprised to hear a knock at her door at thistime of the night. She glanced up at the clock and noticed it was 9:20. Shruggingshe looked through the peephole and opened the door to a very angry, and verywet Mark-Andr&amp;eacute;. &amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Mark-Andr&amp;eacute; what in the &amp;#201..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 5</title>
			<description>Maellie was still pissed off thenext day as she sat at her desk doing paperwork. She hadn&amp;rsquo;t heard a word from her suddenly evasive bestfriend since he had given her what Fiona jokingly calls his panty-wetter&amp;shy; kisses. &amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Arrghh, it wasprobably just him being all ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 4</title>
			<description>A/N: Moving right along with the story of how they met. Happy reading! -eams</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>A/N: Let's bring in some more characters shall we? As much as I love my protagonists my favourite character in this story is Fiona Eaton. Happy reading! -Eams</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Maellie picked up the only pictureshe had of her and Darren from the broken remains of its frame and ripped it toshreds. Stupid, snivelling, childishDarren, and stupid, stupid, stupid me! She ranted in her head. Walking overto her bed she threw the picture pieces in the garbage bin beside it..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Let's meet the stars of the show shall we? Happy reading! -Eams</description>
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			<title>Friends with Benefits</title>
			<description>The old warning stands strong: men and women can never just be friends. Enter BFFs Mark-Andre Chevalier and Maellie Carter who think they are exceptions. </description>
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