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<pubDate>Thu, 11 Nov 1999 21:45:26 +0200</pubDate>
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Liam had set up shop there. 

After an accident left him injured and unable to work, it wasn’t long before he ended up on the street with his dreams in the gutter. 

This was it.

This was his life. 

Until the day he met Max Porter—a man who appeared to have it all. They didn’t meet so much as made eye contact as Max sneered at Liam, the bum occupying precious space on the sullied New York City street.

When Max stepped into oncoming traffic, a lesser man might’ve let him. But Liam risked his life to save Max only to be left to die without a second thought.

When Liam woke up days later, he wasn’t himself…at least he wasn’t in his body. 

He was in Max’s.

And with Liam’s body on life support, there was only one logical conclusion: Max was trapped in Liam’s comatose body. 

Somehow the twisted hands of fate had given Liam a second chance; a chance to have it all. But with all the perks of Max’s life also came his problems. Finding balance in his new identity was challenged more so once Liam fell for Waverly, Max’s beautiful ex. 

Could Liam live out his life as another man or would he pull the plug and let fate decide? 

Would he lose his chance at true love?

Would he lose the chance to have it all?]]></description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 13 Nov 2017 19:59:54 +0200</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Sat, 11 Nov 2000 20:12:17 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Where One Goes</title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a class="highslide" href="https://picture.graycity.net/img/b-n-toler/where_one_goes.jpg"><img src="https://picture.graycity.net/img/b-n-toler/where_one_goes_preview.jpg" class="fr-fic fr-dib" title ="Where One Goes" alt ="Where One Goes"/></a><br//><div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;">What happens when the very thing ruining your life ends up saving it?</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;">I was never one to believe in spirits—until six years ago, when a bone-chilling accident changed my life…forever.</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;">My name is Charlotte, but most people call me Char…and I have a special gift.</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;">I talk to the dead.</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;">Make no mistake, I can’t summon them. I’m only able to see and speak to the spirits that linger when they’re unable to crossover. They’re somehow weighted to the world with unfinished affairs. And for the last six years, I’ve relentlessly used my gift to help their lost souls.</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;">But it’s come at a price. My life is dark. Feeling despondent, I’ve begun to give up. And in helping the dead, I’ve realized I haven’t allowed myself to live. With no money, no place to go, and most importantly… no hope, I’ve decided there is only one option—to end it all.</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;">But fate is a funny thing. One minute, I’m about to leap to my death, and the next, I’m saved by Ike McDermott. The strong, striking soldier stopped me from putting an end to my despair. He’s the kind of man that smiles and brightens an entire room.</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;">Sweet and gentle.</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;">He is my savior.</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;">And he’s dead.</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;">We’ve made an agreement. He’ll help me find a place to stay and a new job if I’ll help him with his unfinished business so that he may crossover.</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;">Ike’s unfinished matter involves his twin brother, George. George has been falling apart since Ike’s death and Ike has not been able to compel himself to crossover in peace until he knows George will be okay.</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;">When I agreed to help, little did I know that I’d fall in love with the charming folks of Bath County, and…Ike and George McDermott.</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;">Now, as both brothers own equal parts of my heart, I am faced with a cruel and unfair predicament. In saving George, I must let go of Ike.</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;">But how does one let go of half of their heart?</span></font></div></div>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 1992 17:16:08 +0200</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2014 15:47:21 +0200</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Mon, 11 Nov 2013 15:58:39 +0200</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2016 15:13:11 +0200</pubDate>
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school. He has an amazing new job and a killer new bachelor pad. Life is
 good! It’s damn near perfect. But something is missing. No matter how 
hard he tries, he hasn’t been able to get Nikki Reese off his mind. <br><br>The
 mind-blowing, sex-filled weekend they spent together was more 
incredible than anything he’s ever experienced. But the brief encounter 
wasn’t enough, and now Parker finds himself musing over if he’ll ever 
see Nikki again. Just one more touch… <br><br>Nikki Reese is Holly 
Spring’s beauty queen. She’s the kind of woman that can smile, taking a 
man’s breath away, all while flipping him the bird. Pageants are her 
life and she’s determined to make it to the Miss USA pageant no matter 
what. No. Matter. What. <br><br>But what was supposed to be a fun-filled—no strings attached—weekend together in New York changes all of that. <br><br>Months
 after their fling, Nikki discovers the incredible time they spent 
together will forever change her life. Two bold pink lines have written a
 fate she’s not sure how to deal with. When Parker discovers the news, 
to her surprise, he rushes to Nikki’s side, ready and willing to help in
 any way he can. <br><br>Seeing Nikki again sends Parker’s imagination 
running wild, but he keeps his cravings in check for the time being. The
 two agree to work together for the sake of their child, but neither can
 fight the intense, raw chemistry between them. <br><br>But when Nikki’s
 abandonment issues threaten to divide them, brutally sending them 
drifting apart, Parker must become the one who keeps them grounded and 
intact. <br><br>He must be The Anchor. <br><br>She may feel like she’s 
shattered into a million little pieces, but he’s about to show her that 
letting him go again is not an option.</div>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2015 15:13:11 +0200</pubDate>
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