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			<title>Cold Fire</title>
			<description>Hatred, scorn, pain; cold fire.Jealousy, anguish, disaster; cold fire.&amp;nbsp;Depression, isolation, deprivation; cold fire.Envy, apathy, obduracy; cold fire.&amp;nbsp;These feelings are cold fire, they give no warmth, but are lethal just the same.They bring hurt and pain.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<description>The Lunatic&amp;rsquo;s HavenChapter 1&amp;nbsp;I could feel my pulse thundering through my body. I was afraid, but I&amp;rsquo;d be damned before I let it show. I was creeping behind a corner, trying to get as close as possible without being sensed. My gun was cocked and ready, held up close to my head..</description>
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			<title>Lunatic's Haven</title>
			<description>Mia Banks is a private investigator who&amp;#2013266066;s out of practice and feeling every day of her 34 years. One day she&amp;#2013266066;s joking around with her big brother Dorian, the next she&amp;#2013266066;s fighting tooth and nail for a case that could mean the end of all paranormal life. Her</description>
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