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  <author>
   <name>Madam Cookie</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/734832/</uri>
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  <published>2010-12-15T19:47:08-08:00</published>
  <updated>2010-12-15T19:47:08-08:00</updated>
  <title>At Least You Knew</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/734832/Madam-Cookie'&gt;Madam Cookie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Hurt/Comfort/Romance&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 543, Reviews: 0, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;As I sit and grieve your death, I am happy about one thing. When you died, at least you knew just how much I really loved you. Mentions of death of course</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>Madam Cookie</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/734832/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2010-12-08T13:45:47-08:00</published>
  <updated>2010-12-08T13:45:47-08:00</updated>
  <title>Dreams I cannot awaken</title>
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  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2010-11-25:story.2867877</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/734832/Madam-Cookie'&gt;Madam Cookie&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/Horror&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 2, Words: 2,755, Reviews: 2, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Christina is having constant nightmares since she’s moved in with her new fiancé, William Smith, formally known as the young Lord Dawlish. What could be the cause of it? Rated T for nightmares. Set in the late 1800s to early 1900s England.</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>Madam Cookie</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/734832/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2010-12-01T22:24:32-08:00</published>
  <updated>2010-12-01T22:24:32-08:00</updated>
  <title>The First Kiss is the Worst Part</title>
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  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2010-12-01:story.2869708</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/734832/Madam-Cookie'&gt;Madam Cookie&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;Hurt/Comfort/Romance&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 988, Reviews: 1, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;It just goes to show you that your first kiss will most likely not be what you want it to be. Not like Sleeping Beauty or Snow White. It will be an experience you will always remember but long to forget. Based on a real life experience.</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>Madam Cookie</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/734832/</uri>
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  <published>2010-10-18T19:24:50-08:00</published>
  <updated>2010-10-18T19:24:50-08:00</updated>
  <title>I'll make you mine</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2857033/1/I-ll-make-you-mine"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2010-10-18:story.2857033</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/734832/Madam-Cookie'&gt;Madam Cookie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Love/'&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Romance/Hurt/Comfort&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 648, Reviews: 0, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;You love another. But so do I. You better hurry up and say, &quot;I'll make you mine.&quot;</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>Madam Cookie</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/734832/</uri>
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  <published>2010-08-12T13:43:26-08:00</published>
  <updated>2010-08-12T13:43:26-08:00</updated>
  <title>For the Love of Dogs</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2837668/1/For-the-Love-of-Dogs"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2010-08-12:story.2837668</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/734832/Madam-Cookie'&gt;Madam Cookie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;General/Adventure&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 1,337, Reviews: 0, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;A no-kill dog shelter located in North Carolina gets its student volunteers in the summer when school is out. Most dogs will kill each other if put in close range. This job may seem easy, but it is not for the faint of heart. We are For the Love of Dogs.</summary>
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