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<pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2018 15:45:46 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Danny (Big Northwest Book 1)</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 18 May 2020 12:54:05 +0300</pubDate>
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<title>Alex (BIG Northwest Book 2)</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2020 17:59:04 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Hawk Wild (Lost Boys MC Book 2)</title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a class="highslide" href="https://picture.graycity.net/img/janice-m-whiteaker/hawk_wild_lost_boys_mc_book_2.jpg"><img src="https://picture.graycity.net/img/janice-m-whiteaker/hawk_wild_lost_boys_mc_book_2_preview.jpg" class="fr-fic fr-dib" title ="Hawk Wild (Lost Boys MC Book 2)" alt ="Hawk Wild (Lost Boys MC Book 2)"/></a><br//><p><strong><em>Hawk</em></strong></p><p>Six months ago my whole world fell apart. I lost everything I thought I had in the blink of an eye. But none of it was ever mine, not really.</p><p><strong><em>Not sure I wanted it to be.</em></strong></p><p>There's only one thing I want to be mine now, and it's a woman who didn't bat an eye at taking me down.</p><p>But being around me isn't safe.</p><p>King's back with a vengeance, ready to bring the fires of hell down on us for what we did, and his sights are set on what matters to each of us most.</p><p><strong><em>For me, that's Shelly.</em></strong></p><p><em><strong>Shelly</strong></em></p><p>Hawk isn't my normal kind of man. I'm not sure he's <em>anyone's</em> normal kind of man.</p><p>He's huge. And snarly. And wild.</p><p><em><strong>And damned if I can stay away from him.</strong></em></p><p>He's probably bad for me and I don't care. I've played it safe my whole life and now I'm ready for a little danger in my days.</p><p><em><strong>But the danger surrounding Hawk isn't exactly what I had in mind.</strong></em></p><p><em>Hawk Wild is a quick-reading MC novel with NO cheating and a guaranteed HEA.</em></p>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 23 Jun 2019 23:56:46 +0300</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Thu, 15 Nov 2018 12:00:49 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Gypsy Soul: A Bad Boy Protector Romance (Lost Boys Book 3)</title>
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<pubDate>Sun, 23 Jun 2019 23:56:47 +0300</pubDate>
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<title>Tracking Numbers: A Bad Boy Protector Romance (Lost Boys Book 1)</title>
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<pubDate>Sun, 23 Jun 2019 23:56:44 +0300</pubDate>
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<title>Cook&#039;s Choice: A Bad Boy Protector Romance (Lost Boys Book 4)</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2020 23:56:48 +0300</pubDate>
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<title>Redeem (Never Waste a Second Chance Book 3)</title>
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<pubDate>Sat, 18 Nov 2017 18:43:56 +0200</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<a class="highslide" href="https://picture.graycity.net/img/janice-m-whiteaker/magni.jpg"><img src="https://picture.graycity.net/img/janice-m-whiteaker/magni_preview.jpg" class="fr-fic fr-dib" title ="Magni" alt ="Magni"/></a><br//><strong>You can't hide from the past forever.<br> Sometimes it comes back to bite you.</strong><br> Twenty-five years ago Christine tried to spare Magni the pain she saw in his future even though it meant he would never be hers.<br> <strong>He didn't listen.</strong><br> Now she carries a burden no one else can see and that he refused to hear. The truth of what happened to his wife.<br> Magni is a bitter man. And it's his own damn fault. He lost his wife and cut off the only person who ever put his own happiness before theirs. For years he's tried to spare Christine the reminder that he exists, hoping to ease the pain and guilt he put on her in a moment of weakness.<br> <strong>But it's been hard.<br> And he's tired of pretending he doesn't want her.</strong><br> Can Magni right his wrongs and make Christine his?<br> Or is his future as unfinished as his past?]]></description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 15 Nov 2018 13:11:58 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Regret (Never Waste a Second Chance Book 2)</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 18 Nov 2016 18:43:56 +0200</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Fri, 18 Nov 2016 18:43:56 +0200</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Sun, 26 Nov 2017 18:29:17 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Carrolls and Firrs: A Christmas Novella</title>
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<pubDate>Sun, 12 Nov 2017 08:45:25 +0200</pubDate>
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