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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>It had been a week since that strange substance was plunged into my veins. The doctors had cleared me, saying they had not found traces of anything unusual in my system. I suppose that was a good thing, but it didn't explain the way I'd been feeling lately.&amp;nbsp;I stood in my bathroom, brushing my t..</description>
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			<title>Prologue (Sort Of)</title>
			<description>PROLOGUE (SORT OF):New York was cold this time of year; I could see my breath in front of me as I walked home. It was Tuesday, which meant that my best friend, Josh, and I were studying at his place. It was almost eleven at night, in the middle of October. The first snow of the season had yet to com..</description>
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			<title>Infected</title>
			<description>When Jessalyn is infected with a strange virus, she'll do anything to be cured. Wars will wage and blood will be spilled.</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 3:[Alex]&quot;Alex Hemming. We need to have a word.&quot; the Authority said as I walking in the direction of the Office. I had almost been late, but saw that I had one minute remaining until seven thirty. If it wasn't about me being late, what could they be wanting to talk to me about?&quot;Yes, Authority..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 2:I must have fallen asleep, because I was woken up by Alex shaking my shoulder. I sat up slowly, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. Alex seemed freaked, so I tried be more alert. The fact was, I didn't really want to hear the undoubtedly bad news Alex was surely getting ready to tell me. Nothi..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 1:&quot;Outside! Now!&quot; the officer commanded. This was the first day of the New Order. The moment everything changed.The officer was big and intimidating. His voice echoed, the gun in his hand giving his words even more meaning.&amp;nbsp;He shoved my mother through the front door to the porch. My fat..</description>
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			<title>Imperium</title>
			<description>When the government implements the New World Order, Katerina's life is turned upside down. But she and her new partner have access to the secrets no one else can see. Will that change anything? </description>
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			<title>Epilogue</title>
			<description>EPILOGUE:ALANA:&quot;I understand that you don't want to be with me&amp;#8213;&quot; I stopped. What had Andy said? He and Juliet had broken up? Did that mean he wanted to be with me? Surely not. Not after what I'd done with Bryson. I was sure Andy would think I was disgusting.&amp;nbsp;Andy smiled and cocked a brow...</description>
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			<title>Chapter 19</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 19:The next morning, I woke up feeling extremely anxious. Of course I wanted to see Andy. But, at the same time, I was afraid of what he was going to say to me.Things had definitely been weird with us the day before. Hell, things had been weird with us for a while now. And, while I was glad ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 18</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 18:ALANA:When I got home, everyone was waiting for me in the foyer: Byrson, his mother and my father. I wasn't sure what was going on, but I tried to pretend I didn't see them and headed for the stairs. Right now, I just wanted to be alone. But they weren't going to let that happen.&quot;Alana,&quot; ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 17</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 17:ALANA:&quot;Andy?&quot; I said. I couldn't believe it. What was he doing here? I was standing in my robe, feeling really naked and awkward. I felt as if Andy could somehow know what I'd done the night before. &quot;What are you doing here?&quot;Andy scratched his head nervously. &quot;I went to your place in Nort..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 16</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 16:The high school was huge, and right by the beach. There were students lounging in the sand by the ocean and a group of kids playing volleyball. Bryson led me inside to the office, where I got my schedule. Kids were staring at me and someone threw a wad of paper at the back of my head. Bry..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 15</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 15:ALANA:That night, we were all sitting around the dinner table. Needless to say, it was awkward. When my dad and step-mom, Kendra, weren't paying attention, Bryson was making obscene gestures. And, since we were beside one another, he kept putting his hand on my thigh, no matter how many t..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 14</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 14:ALANA:When I got off the plane in Florida, there was a man waiting, holding a sign with my name on it. I didn't recognize the man, but then again, it could have been my father for all I knew. I hadn't seen him in years. I wasn't sure what to expect. The man told me that he had been ordere..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 13</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 13:I went to the library downtown and got on a computer. I knew my father was the CEO of some big company, so I just entered his name into Google and clicked on the site. His company's number and his extension were listed, so I pulled out my cell phone to dial it. I was nervous. I hadn't tal..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 12</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 12:Two Days Later...ANDY:Alana had been held in the hospital for the past two days, and she was still refusing to see me. I wasn't sure why; I hadn't done anything to her. Unless you counted me telling Juliet that I wanted to be with her, which Alana didn't know about. I was so conflicted. S..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 11</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 11:ANDY:At the hospital, I went straight to Juliet's room. She was alone. Either her family had left, or they hadn't gotten there yet. Quietly, I slipped inside and closed the door behind me. Juliet was awake and sitting up, staring out the window. I went and stood beside her, taking her han..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 10</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 10:ALANA:I felt my legs give way and I fell to the floor. Joseph was gone. He was really gone. Because of me. I started sobbing uncontrollably. &quot;No, no, no, &quot; I cried. &quot;Joseph can't be dead.&quot; Andy knelt and put his arms around me. I leaned into him. &quot;Andy, this is my fault. It's all my fault..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 9</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 9:When Andy and I got home, I went straight to bed. I hadn't told him about Joseph's call. No matter how much Andy said he loved me, he'd been with Juliet for a long time and I knew he still had love for her. Clearly, Joseph and Juliet were trying to make Andy and I jealous, but I wasn't goi..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 8</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 8:ALANA:I pulled on my Converse and checked myself in the mirror of Andy's bathroom. I had to admit: I looked good. Andy was taking me out to dinner when he got home from the signing. He had invited me, but I needed to stay home and shower. And clean. The guys had been over the night before,..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 7</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 7:The first day of shooting started at nine-thirty the next morning. I awoke to the smell of blueberry bagels and coffee. I walked into Andy's kitchen and sat across from him at the table. He passed me a plate with a grin.&quot;Good morning, beautiful.&quot; Andy said.&amp;nbsp;&quot;Morning.&quot; I replied, takin..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 6</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 6:The ride through Arkansas was boring. We ate fast food and talked mostly. Before I knew it, we were already in Nevada. I was getting more nervous the closer to LA we got. Andy decided that we should stay in a hotel in Nevada because it was getting pretty late.&amp;nbsp;We shared a room again. ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 5</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 5:About a hour later, we arrived at Taco Bell. I wasn't really that hungry anymore. Andy and I hadn't really talked that much, though his nose had stopped bleeding shortly after leaving Jo's. I didn't know what to say. Maybe an apology on Joseph's part, but how do you apologize to your idol ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 4</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 4:Turns out Joseph didn't care as much as I thought he did. When I told him about me possibly moving to California, he flipped on me.&amp;nbsp;&quot;Why do you all of a sudden want to go to California? It's Andy, isn't it?&quot; Joseph sort of yelled at me. I nodded. &quot;Jesus Christ, Alana! You don't even k..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 3:Back at home, or should I say, Mom's house, I was packing my things. Joseph was helping me. His mom was allowing me to stay with them until I found somewhere or got in touch with my father. Like either of those things would happen anytime soon. I had only one friend, Joseph, and I hadn't s..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 2:When we landed in California, it was way hotter than North Carolina ever thought to be. Unfortunately, I hadn't thought of this little inconvenience, and there I was, stuck in a long-sleeve. My hands were sweating already and I wiped them on my jeans. Fortunately for us, the Dr. had paid f..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>INFO:Name: Alana BlackAge: 17 (almost 18)Hair: BlackEyes: GreenBody Type: Slim/FitStyle: &quot;goth&quot;/&quot;emo&quot;/&quot;punk&quot;Favorite Bands: Black Veil Brides, HIM, The 69 EyesBackstory: Lives with Mom in a small town in North Carolina. Mom is afraid of her and 	says she worships Satan. Alana has been sent to a ment..</description>
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			<title>Black Out [Andy Biersack]</title>
			<description>Alana's mother believes her to be a Satan worshiper and takes her on Dr. Phil, where she meets the lovely Andy Biersack. Andy asks her to go back to CA with him. Will it be love? Or will it shatter?</description>
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			<title>Endless Inequality</title>
			<description>We all scream out for equalityWhile we mock our brothers and sistersBeing different isn't a sinBut if he's with another misterIt's something far too sinisterTo even imagineTo even comprehendDig out the knifeJust to stab it back in againEquality a jokeWith no punch-lineInequality has no endWe pick fi..</description>
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			<title>I've Lost Myself</title>
			<description>Out of my mindAnd lost in a dreamThis life has taken&amp;nbsp;Everything from meAnother nightmareYet another lieNo matter how many timesI try to changeI've lost myself insideI gave myself to a godI sold my heart to a fiendInnocent and brokenI've lost the will to beAnother nightmareYet another lieNo matt..</description>
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			<title>These Ties That Bind</title>
			<description>These gods we place as idolsThese men we call our heroesThese visions we once hadJust vacant eyes and empty dreamsAre all that's leftThe tears we criedThe blood we shedIt was all in vainThe loves we lostThe lies we've saidAre haunting us againAre you afraid of the dark?Are you afraid of truth?Do the..</description>
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			<title>Self-Inflicted Hate</title>
			<description>At the bottom of your bottleThat's where you find peaceSerenity in nothingnessAlone with your inner beastYou live for no one&amp;nbsp;And care only for the spiritsWhen you lose eveything you knowWhen you scream out loudWe'll have learned of your letting goA crime of passionAnger in the shape of a knifeW..</description>
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			<title>Bloodlust</title>
			<description>Lost and aloneWith what they say you've doneNowhere to runLook what we've becomeOur hearts grow coldAt the sight of injusticeTheir hearts burst with joyAt the thought of bloodlustA nation once togetherNow torn apartTheir lies have left their markWith nothing left, where do we start?Our hearts grow c..</description>
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			<title>Martyr</title>
			<description>I cry these tears&amp;nbsp;Like diamonds on the floorShattering&amp;nbsp;Like my heart, ripped and scornedWhen I scream out for Gods&amp;nbsp;When I scream out for youI am left aloneMartyr for truthNo more, I won't let them take it&amp;nbsp;Take away my heartTake away my youthMy blood is stainedWith every lie they ..</description>
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			<title>Caressing Little Whispers</title>
			<description>Take me in your armsTonight you are mineBring me no harmOne moment at a timeCaress me with whispersTug at my heartstringsYour words silent meteorsA lovely little beatingHold me all night longNever let me goKiss me a songOnly you and I will knowLove as hard as our skinForever we will beThe beginning ..</description>
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			<title>Pain's Embrace</title>
			<description>Love cannot give back to meWhat you've takenLife will not be the sameWhen you awakenPain's sweet embraceEmptied my heart of youFingers cut lines to traceIn our skin, pale and blueYou once claimed ignoranceIn the name of loveI must have given in&amp;nbsp;When push came to shovePain's sweet embraceEmptied..</description>
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			<title>Begging To Be Free</title>
			<description>Leave all thoughts of love behindAs we watch you fallAnd drown in your own mindWe beg for you to sighAnd release us from this HellCrying for yet another chance at lifeTake away all our hopeAnd let us beLove a grenade that we still holdBegging to be freeWe bleed, to try and redeemAll that we thought ..</description>
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			<title>Trigger Happy</title>
			<description>With this gun to your headYou look so beautifulThe words on your lipsThe taste on your tongueIt's all so sensualAs my finger lingers&amp;nbsp;Waiting to pull the triggerYour words become honestYour heart becomes holyI made you a believerWith this gun to your headYou look so beautifulThe words on your li..</description>
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			<title>Our Embrace</title>
			<description>The aching and breakingI can't stand this person you've made meA roulette romance, out of controlBy now, you should've knownA lesson learned, another burnedTake the time to hear meAnd I'll take the time to show youEverything you have the power to beA world between us as reality sets inSo many mistak..</description>
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			<title>Soldiers</title>
			<description>The blade sleek in it's gloryA samurai, a warriorThey tell the same storyCast out and made a foolDifferent, aloneSudden loss of all controlBlood drips as they seek revengeDeath, explanationA way to change the bitter endFrom childhood to expirationHatred, missingSearching for an explanationDeath neve..</description>
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			<title>Wretched Loneliness</title>
			<description>Tear out my heartRip apart my soulEmpty shardsLeave me coldBody shatteredMind completely goneTeeth chatterI've been overcomeWretched lonelinessEating me awayHeart simply darknessIn unholinessWe'll never changeBroken feelingsShredded skinScars begin healingPoison within&amp;nbsp;Tears diamondsOn the floo..</description>
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			<title>Impending Freedom</title>
			<description>Loaded like a gunLost in the arms of HellImagination shunnedIn nothingness I shall dwellComplete with my knivesThis apathy just thrivesMy soul I will sellCompassion just not for meThese things we think ofJust so differentlyNo sympathy from God aboveComplete with my knivesThis apathy just thrivesBrok..</description>
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			<title>Nation</title>
			<description>A loserA cheatJunkieDead-beatA motherA whoreDruggieNothing moreA sonA convictRobberSo sickA daughterA loverPsychoUndercoverA fatherA queerLiarNot-quite-clearA soldierA wanna-beScaredToo blind to seeA teacherA watcherMolesterCan't stop herA studentA warriorCriesSo inferiorA presidentA personNothingHu..</description>
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			<title>Sadistic Love</title>
			<description>As your heart diesYou suddenly realizeThere was nothing for you to doThat would ever make me love youI heard your screamsBut they didn't phase meSo when I walked awayYour bones started to decaySadistic loveGot the best of meI was holding onWay too tightlyHeaven and HellSold me outAs I tried to belie..</description>
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			<title>Waking Up</title>
			<description>Here I amDown on my knees againCryingAnd feeling like I'm dying againThe stars are alignedAnd now we knowWe wasted all our timeHave to let goThe peace our hearts begged forWashed away through our bloodTried to gain moreBut knew we never couldHere we areLosing our minds againScreamingAnd falling deep..</description>
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			<title>Secret Masquerade</title>
			<description>Let the rain come downAnd wash away my dreamsI know that's not how it isBut that's how it seemsSun rays through rain cloudsMoonlight in this heart of mineStars' shine dims awayMeteor showers in a killing lineStitching up the pastWith memories of the futureHe doesn't careBut still wants to show herTh..</description>
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			<title>You Don't Know Me</title>
			<description>You don't know where I'm fromYou don't know why I'm hereYou don't understand my waysThat's why you don't come nearYou don't know what's behind my eyesOr why I never talkYou dont know about my mindYou only know to gawkYou don't know why I dress this wayYou don't know if I careYou don't know why I hat..</description>
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			<title>Illusion...Confusion</title>
			<description>Moonlight, murderI see him, he walksTalks, smilesStained teeth baredCrooked, menacingMalice, callousedFeet caress the sandNon-moving he standsSmells, scentsFill the air, growBlow, still no one knowsJust what it all meansHeart ripping at the seamsScreams, yellsHear the church bellsHappiness, weddingR..</description>
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			<title>Rage</title>
			<description>I hear your heart beat through my veinsDon't matter what you say-it's all the sameMy mind is twisted into your faceYou left me, but not for my sakeThe bones inside me are turned to ashYou moved on far too fastThe words on my fingertips reach out to youThe taste of your skin still in the roomMy tears..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 4</title>
			<description>CHAPTER 4:&quot;You'll never guess who I saw today,&quot; Eurydice said to her parents at dinner that evening.&quot;Who?&quot; her mother asked curiously.&quot;Kenneth Baird.&quot; Eurydice watched her parents exchange a confused look. No, not confused, troubled.&quot;Well, what's he doing here?&quot; her father asked after swallowing his..</description>
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