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  • Forgotten past
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    22 year old Rosalie Styles and her best friend,Hannah Johnson realize there is a part from their past that they cannot remember. They've lost all of their memories of their childhood and are soon going to discover that something's should remain hidden.

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  • [ s k i n n y l o v e ]
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    skinny love : (n.) when two people love each other, but are too shy to admit it, even though they still show it. Paristella's Contest ~ Round 2 [ Short Story #54 / Romance #240 ]

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  • Twelve Ways To Spend One's Christmas Eve
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    "Anna dislikes being stuck three-quarters of the way down a chimney. She really does. Not to mention, she's still going round North America, and there's, like, three continents still to get through in about as many hours."

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  • Finding Love in a Coffee Shop
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    Katie Holmes is a caffeine addict. Between college, and taking care of her brother, it's acceptable. Though, it doesn't help that the cafe down the street is full of handsome baristas, including one William Cerak in particular who has a mysterious scar on his wrist. Synopses will be the death of my publishing career.

  • The Hunter's Mate [ON HIATUS]
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    Diana Brooke, a hunter with an infamous title that can reign terror even to the hearts of grown men, ventures on an undercover mission set on the other side of the border; wolf territory. It's a simple assignment; blend in, return, and report. After all, what's so hard about acting meek in an academy brimming with tee...

  • Remember December
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    December Rawlins's life was completely average. Well, aside from the fact that she was just 17, and basically living alone. When her boyfriend does the unthinkable, she finds comfort within a stranger, the seemingly perfect Cole Usher. Hes sweet, charming, caring, and utterly beautiful. But everyone has a past that th...

  • Her Name Was December
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    She'd shown up at the bookstore every day since the start of the winter season with a pen, a journal, and a pad of post-it notes stuffed in her bag. She spoke in metaphors, and sarcasm rolled off of her tongue like it was second nature to her. Her name was December, and Greyson Kaye couldn't keep himself from falling...