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		<description>The original writings of author Luke Daniels</description>
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			<title>The Perfect President</title>
			<description>What would the perfect president be like?</description>
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			<title>Chapter 17</title>
			<description>Chapter17&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nick knew he was back, but didn&amp;rsquo;t open his eyes tocheck. Tears continued to stream down his face, rollingbackwards onto Erica&amp;rsquo;s sheets. He did nothing to stay their journey. He was trying hard to calm himself, but he wasn&amp;rsquo;tgetting anywhere ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 16</title>
			<description>Chapter16Nick wanted nothing more than to talk to Erica. After the memory Blackwell had shown him, he needed tosay something. He could no longer avoid her.But how could he begin? He couldn&amp;rsquo;t say he saw thememory. That would reveal Blackwell had been speaking with him, which w..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 15</title>
			<description>Chapter15Nick opened his eyes and he was back in Blackwell&amp;rsquo;soffice. He frowned and sighed. &amp;ldquo;Can&amp;rsquo;t you leave me alone forjust a few hours and let me get some sleep?&amp;rdquo;Blackwell, who was standing in front of him, openedhis eyes. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry, but it ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 14</title>
			<description>Chapter14No one spoke.Tom had rushed over and was helping Erica bandage upher arm. Lizzie was helping Henry with the knife, which was still in hisshoulder. Henry was lying down and wincing as Lizzie examined his wound.&amp;ldquo;The knife is serrated,&amp;rdquo; Lizzie told Nick when hew..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 13</title>
			<description>Chapter13Nick fell asleep a short while later, the events ofthe past few days taking a significant toll on him. Thankfully, he had adreamless sleep, even though it didn&amp;rsquo;t last long. He was awoken a few hourslater to a pounding at his door.&amp;ldquo;Nick!&amp;rdquo; he heard Josh yell ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 12</title>
			<description>Chapter12The next few days passed with little to no action. Nick continued to spend every waking moment training,the demands of Tom, who insisted to everyone who would listen Nick was a lostcause. Even with all his training, however, he still couldn&amp;rsquo;t do more than rolla pencil ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 11</title>
			<description>Chapter11&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;&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;&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;&amp;..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 10</title>
			<description>Chapter10Anger boiled in Nick as he walked down the hallway,trying desperately to calm down, but every time he was close, Tom would pop tothe front of his mind and new waves of anger would envelope him again. &amp;ldquo;He thinks he&amp;rsquo;sso great because he can control it,&amp;rdquo; Nick ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 9</title>
			<description>Chapter9There was only one place Erica went when she wasfeeling conflicted. She went to Fox. Fox was only his nickname. His real name was ChuckBarkley. He is an elderly gentleman who works in the Enhanced Division as adecryption specialist, but that&amp;rsquo;s only his day job. When he&amp;..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 8</title>
			<description>Chapter8Nick was so focused on his thoughts, he didn&amp;rsquo;t evennotice the plane descending until it touched down with the runway. They exitedquickly, Nick making sure he kept his distance from Tom. Nick followed them asthey left the hanger and entered the control room Minus had shown h..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 7</title>
			<description>Chapter7You know that feeling you get when you&amp;rsquo;re dreaming,and suddenly you wake up because you think you&amp;rsquo;re falling? Nick was now feelingthat, just ten times worse. His stomach flew up into his throat as his feet leftthe safety of the plane. The wind whipped by him as he..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 6</title>
			<description>Chapter6Nick sat alone, in silence, trying desperately to makesense of all this new information. Try as he might, however, he just couldn&amp;rsquo;twrap his mind around everything. &amp;ldquo;Blackwell wasin my dream,&amp;rdquo; Nick thought. &amp;ldquo;How doyou explain that?&amp;rdquo;What both..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 5</title>
			<description>Chapter5Nick opened his eyes to find himself standing in adark corridor. &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t want excuses Mason! I want results!&amp;rdquo;Nick spun around to see two men walking towards him.&amp;ldquo;Excuse me, but where am I?&amp;rdquo; Nick asked. &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; H..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 4</title>
			<description>Chapter4Nick and Minus exited the hanger, then proceeded downa large corridor, with Minus trying to make small talk as they went.&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;That was Tom and Erica. Don&amp;rsquo;t mind Tom. He has a hothead but you would be hard pressed to find anyone with a bigger heart thanhim.&amp;rdqu..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>Chapter3Nick awoke lying on a metal slab. He would like to say this was his first time, butsadly, it wasn&amp;rsquo;t. The last time, someone had mistaken him for a dead body whenhe fell asleep in the wrong alleyway. He awoke in the county morgue on anautopsy table. He practically gave t..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Chapter2Nick smiled as he walked down the block, casuallyswinging his arms at his side and humming an uplifting tune to himself. &amp;ldquo;Another day.Another stolen wallet. Another jerk thrown in jail,&amp;rdquo; he thoughtoptimistically.&amp;nbsp; He reached into his pocket and extracted ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Chapter1Nick Bennet awoke in a dumpster.It wasn&amp;rsquo;t even a good dumpster. As far as dumpstersgo, this one was on the lower end. It reeked of unknown smells that wouldusually send most people running the other way, but Nick Bennet wasn&amp;rsquo;t mostpeople.To be fair, this wasn&amp;..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>PrologueRain pelted the ground on the humid summer night. Every few moments, a flash of lightning wouldilluminate the city block, then instantly plunge it back into darkness.Following this brief glimpse in the light, a roll of thunder would crash downon the city, causing the buildings ..</description>
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			<title>Enhanced</title>
			<description>When the CIA kidnaps Nick Bennet and offers him a spot on a team of super powered crime fighters, he must choose between the life of a criminal and the life of a hero</description>
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