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  <author>
   <name>Dewdlefinn</name>
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  <published>2013-04-19T05:23:52-08:00</published>
  <updated>2013-04-19T05:23:52-08:00</updated>
  <title>Bad Boy Bodyguard</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/783088/Dewdlefinn'&gt;Dewdlefinn&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/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 4,381, Reviews: 2, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Here's what I know - Rhys Richards, the most dangerous person to have ever existed, rarely goes to school. I'm even surprised he hasn't been kicked out yet. And if he does show up, it's either he's covered in bruises or he's getting away selling drugs. Not because he suddenly wants to follow me around.</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>Dewdlefinn</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/783088/</uri>
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  <published>2013-02-10T02:33:12-08:00</published>
  <updated>2013-02-10T02:33:12-08:00</updated>
  <title>Royally Engaged</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/783088/Dewdlefinn'&gt;Dewdlefinn&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/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 7, Words: 17,262, Reviews: 36, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;No! I've decided.&quot; The prince smiled smugly. &quot;I want that Ms. Isabelle Waters. Yes, her. She is my final decision.&quot; &quot;Are you sure?&quot; Derek asked. But he merely chuckled, the emerald in his eyes sparkling. &quot;Oh, yes. I am sure.&quot;</summary>
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