A Year to Love September
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Ongoing13m
Last published Mon, May 25, 2015
Plain, dull, invisible, different. These were the words that were often used to describe Theodore East. And he preferred it that way. Theo was an observer, someone content to watch the world as it passed him by, to never get truly involved in anything. But change was coming and she called herself Tem. She was everything Theo was not, wild, alive and stunningly beautiful and he had fallen utterly and hopelessly in love with her. But she had her secrets, and if he did succeed in winning her they might cost him much more then just his heart.
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