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			<title>The Lost Lover</title>
			<description>A vampire with no recollection of who she was before, except the black eyes of the werewolf who had brought her to be changed.</description>
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			<title>The dream</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I was almost certain that I was dreaming.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The first hint came when I found I was in a poorly lit black hall with no recollection of how I got there. The walls seemed to be carved from some black stone that reflected the poor..</description>
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			<title>Choices</title>
			<description>When a new family, the Blacks, move to Rayne Falls they rank almost as high on the Creepy Scale as the town itself. With their extremely pale skin and raven&amp;#2013266066;s wing black hair, the Blacks are from a world apart. The town golden girl, Jessica Summers, immed</description>
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			<title>The Council of Five</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The Council had decided to meet. It had been a mutual agreement, but that didn&amp;rsquo;t mean that they were incredibly happy about it. They were human enough to still feel those natural animosities towards each oth..</description>
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			<title>The Five</title>
			<description>&quot;There will be one for each of the five races. A great evil is rising, and they are the only ones who can put it back to rest. There will be one to fill each point of the pentacle. The dead have seen such, and I have told.&amp;#2013266068; </description>
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			<title>Rhythms</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Music blasted.Limbs flailed.Colors flashed in the disconcerting strobe lights.It didn&amp;rsquo;t matter who they were,Or where they came from.All that mattered was that they were here,Dancing to the hypnotic beats,Losing themselves to the crowds.Faces flashed, only half seen,A..</description>
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			<title>prologue</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She looked delicate; a shimmering bubble ready to be popped, or thin glass about to be dropped. Light shimmered around her edges, like sunlight filtering through stained glass windows. There was a go..</description>
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			<title>?</title>
			<description>the year is 2137, and mankind has moved beyond Earth. But evolution has been running rampant in some solar systems, with the Galactic Central Government trying to control and cover it up.</description>
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