Tonight You're Mine
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Love is beautiful. Love is wonderful. Love is magical. Love is at its best at night.
The moonlight, the illuminating stars. The quiet and peaceful streets. The secrets, the promises. The declarations of love.
"Tonight You're Mine" is a collection of romantic stories, all taking place in the night.
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