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		<title>Children of the Storm</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[When Donovan Kimble accepts a post at a remote lighthouse, he thinks he’s found a quiet way to make peace with his past. But a midnight knock during a brutal storm sets off a chain of events that reveals the lighthouse's true, harrowing purpose—and the ancient forces it was built to hold at bay. A brooding and atmospheric tale of isolation, ancient pacts, and the price of compassion, this story will leave you wondering what waits just beyond the light.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Forever Yours</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2025 17:10:09 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Part I Emmett Coleridge had stopped changing the calendar. It still hung crooked on the side of the fridge, March 14th circled in red ink. Christina had written the note a week prior, reminding him they had dinner reservations. “No excuses, even if the firm...]]></description>
		
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