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<pubDate>Wed, 03 Mar 2021 18:30:40 +0200</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Mon, 18 Nov 2019 13:18:37 +0200</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Mon, 02 Dec 2019 15:10:43 +0200</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Sun, 12 Nov 2017 12:14:59 +0200</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2015 13:53:37 +0200</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Mon, 26 Nov 2018 17:44:26 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Wicked Gentleman</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2018 07:36:39 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Unscripted</title>
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<pubDate>Sat, 13 Nov 2010 20:59:54 +0200</pubDate>
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The past, can also bring you closure…provide answers you never knew you needed to, mysteries you never thought existed…and the past, can force you to look at your current choices in an entirely different light. 
Ashleigh Preston has always maintained control of her life, especially her romantic life. To everyone else she seems to have it all— a posh independent lifestyle with nothing holding her back. As a successful Freelance Food and Travel Columnist, Ashleigh can escape whenever she likes and travel the world. She frequently visits her favorite city— London. Coincidentally, London is where Liam Frost, the charming Welshman lives, her no strings attached irresistible best friend with benefits. Still closed off to the idea of love because of her painful past, can Ashleigh overcome personal grief and take a leap of faith with him? Or will her emotional guilt be too much for Liam to handle, leaving him to move on with someone else? 
Smart and sophisticated Marketing Executive, Emily Greene needs closure from her complicated past—she is still consumed by the disappearance of her ex-boyfriend, Craig Walker. The thought of him lingers with her even years later.  A stormy night brings about a surprising confession from Emily’s arrogant, yet very attractive co-worker, Ethan Carlson. This admission gives Emily a good reason to push former romantic visions out and usher in new ones. 
The past always has a way of twisting/lurking into the present. A series of mysterious events—cryptic phone calls and creepy text messages begin to pose an irritating problem for Emily’s life, until one day the annoying situation turns far more serious than she can anticipate or realize. Emily starts to believe her past might be a threat for her new heated romance with Ethan.  Is it possible for Emily to move on with her life, despite never knowing what happened to Craig? Can Ethan help Emily put the past behind her and move on with him? 
Amanda Parsons, the former country club socialite whose fall from grace has landed her in the poor house.  A chance meeting with Vince Everett, a handsome and wealthy businessman, rescues Amanda from her sad state of affairs returning her to the familiar decadent lifestyle she’s accustomed. The clothes, jewels, shoes and gifts are nice, but the boredom and loneliness stir emotions reminding her of the scandal that shattered her world. 
Can Amanda shake the emptiness that consumes her or is she doomed to repeat the same mistakes from her past? And why is her sister friends with her biggest mistake—Andrew Langston? Revisiting that dark part of her life sheds light on a mystery Amanda never dreamed would unravel so many possibilities for her future.]]></description>
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