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 <title>FictionPress.com - nexia's stories</title>
 <subtitle>Story feed for writer: nexia</subtitle>
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  <author>
   <name>nexia</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/398603/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2012-02-05T11:24:12-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-02-05T11:24:12-08:00</updated>
  <title>Sun and Moon</title>
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  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2012-02-05:story.2994862</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/398603/nexia'&gt;nexia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: M&lt;br&gt;Romance/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 3,494, Reviews: 14, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;They say that the difference between a Marine and a SEAL is that the Marine would let you know he is one, but you'd never notice the SEAL until he came up behind and cut out your throat. In Scarlett's case, it wasn't her throat that she was worried about.</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>nexia</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/398603/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2010-10-14T14:42:06-08:00</published>
  <updated>2010-10-14T14:42:06-08:00</updated>
  <title>Because I Love You</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2855744/1/Because-I-Love-You"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2010-10-14:story.2855744</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/398603/nexia'&gt;nexia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Romance/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 1,391, Reviews: 18, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Christian St. John could handle her annoying, scathing comments a lot better than he could ever handle the cold, dead silence... That damn ice cold princess act did not fit her at all. / One-shot</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>nexia</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/398603/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2010-07-13T11:11:54-08:00</published>
  <updated>2010-07-13T11:11:54-08:00</updated>
  <title>25 Steps to the Altar</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2827936/1/25-Steps-to-the-Altar"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2010-07-13:story.2827936</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/398603/nexia'&gt;nexia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Romance/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 7,156, Reviews: 139, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;You caught me staring at you the first time we met. I don't remember why I was staring, but I do believe your exact words were, &quot;tormented by my beauty?&quot; I smirked at the comment. / One-Shot</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>nexia</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/398603/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2010-01-23T14:44:12-08:00</published>
  <updated>2010-01-23T14:44:12-08:00</updated>
  <title>1:43 AM</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2767402/1/1-43-AM"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2010-01-23:story.2767402</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/398603/nexia'&gt;nexia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Romance/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 3,127, Reviews: 41, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Some days he wanted to shove a sock in her mouth. Some days he just wanted to kill her. Some days he wished she never existed. Then there were days that he remembered every little thing he loved about her... Those days pissed him off the most. / One-shot</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>nexia</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/398603/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2009-05-15T18:36:42-08:00</published>
  <updated>2009-05-15T18:36:42-08:00</updated>
  <title>Something's Wrong With You, Really</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2673312/1/Something-s-Wrong-With-You-Really"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2009-05-15:story.2673312</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/398603/nexia'&gt;nexia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Romance/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 3,111, Reviews: 92, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;“I really, really, really hate that I love you.” He smirked. “I know.” // One-shot.</summary>
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