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<description><![CDATA[<a class="highslide" href="https://picture.graycity.net/img/laurel-curtis-and-john-ulen/the_one_girl.jpg"><img src="https://picture.graycity.net/img/laurel-curtis-and-john-ulen/the_one_girl_preview.jpg" class="fr-fic fr-dib" title ="The One Girl" alt ="The One Girl"/></a><br//><div>Warning: The One Girl is the second book in The One Series, and picks up where the story of The One Place left off. If you have not read The One Place, the following description may contain SPOILERS.<br>Warning, #2: This book contains explicit language and sexual content.<br>Tucker Cody has just been dealt a surprising blow. His fiance, his love, his future--his Talie--has a twisted connection to his past.<br>When faced with the same man who’s responsible for the loss of his entire family, will he be able to protect his new one? Or will danger come from other directions?<br>All of the answers come down to one thing. One girl.<h3>About the Author</h3>Laurel Ulen Curtis is a 26 year old mother of one. She lives with her husband and son (and cat and two fish!) in New Jersey, but grew up all over the United States. She graduated from Rutgers University in 2009 with a Bachelor of Science in Meteorology, and puts that to almost no use other than forecasting for her friends! She has a passion for her family, laughing, and reading and writing Romance novels. </div>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 21 Nov 2013 00:41:07 +0200</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2014 00:41:07 +0200</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<a class="highslide" href="https://picture.graycity.net/img/laurel-curtis-and-john-ulen-iv/the_one_place.jpg"><img src="https://picture.graycity.net/img/laurel-curtis-and-john-ulen-iv/the_one_place_preview.jpg" class="fr-fic fr-dib" title ="The One Place" alt ="The One Place"/></a><br//><div>Natalie Dalton is a beautiful, witty, charismatic twenty-seven year old with an ugly past and one weakness-the people she loves. She’s been waiting for a way out of the dark cloud that’s suffocating her for a year when the perfect opportunity comes.<br>She finds herself settling in a small town based on a feeling of rightness, and as she learns about the people around her they start to fill the holes she didn’t know there were in her heart.<br>Tucker Cody is a quick-witted, playful, and hard-loving twenty-nine year old, but for the past 5 years he’s set that all aside and focused on work as a way to escape. Abandoned by his whole family in one way or another, he’s kept people at a distance ever since. Until one girl.<br>Will they find a way to heal each other and move on from their pasts? Or will their pasts find a way to hold onto them?<br>The One Place is the first book in The One Series.<br>Warning: Some explicit language and sexual content.<h3>About the Author</h3>Laurel Ulen Curtis is a 26 year old mother of one. She lives with her husband and son (and cat and two fish!) in New Jersey, but grew up all over the United States. She graduated from Rutgers University in 2009 with a Bachelor of Science in Meteorology, and puts that to almost no use other than forecasting for her friends! She has a passion for her family, laughing, and reading and writing Romance novels. </div>]]></description>
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<description><![CDATA[<a class="highslide" href="https://picture.graycity.net/img/laurel-curtis/accidental_alpha.jpg"><img src="https://picture.graycity.net/img/laurel-curtis/accidental_alpha_preview.jpg" class="fr-fic fr-dib" title ="Accidental Alpha" alt ="Accidental Alpha"/></a><br//><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'MS Shell Dlg 2', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; ">Fifteen seconds to remember everything. </span></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;">Already an impossible task, the encroaching haze made it tougher. </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;">Fifteen years spent making it on my own. </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;">Fourteen days of freedom. </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;">Thirteen years since my parents died. </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;">Twelve nights of heaven. </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;">Eleven </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;">Ten </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;">Nine </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;">Eight </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;">Seven </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;">Six </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;">Five </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;">Four people who’d give anything. </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;">Three tries to get it right. </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;">Two hearts to mend. </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;">One chance in sight. </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;">Nearly fifty years of evidence had me willing to wager no one had ever laughed or cried harder than I had. </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 this story wasn’t just mine. </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;">It was ours.</span></font></div></div>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2015 00:41:08 +0200</pubDate>
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