Ceasing the Cold
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Ongoing, First published Jun 18, 2013
Just a little twist on a love story.

 For young Nicole, hurt by her first love, the answer to her pain may lie where she had never imagined it. 

Feedback on my short preview would be greatly appreciated! xxx
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