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  <author>
   <name>Galloping Foxley</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/797830/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2013-05-19T03:48:29-08:00</published>
  <updated>2013-05-19T03:48:29-08:00</updated>
  <title>Last Chance Rulebook</title>
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  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2013-03-11:story.3107830</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/797830/Galloping-Foxley'&gt;Galloping Foxley&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;Humor/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 4, Words: 2,974, Reviews: 0, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Solomon has wanted Viola ever since their eyes collided in the Church pews. But Solomon doesn't get the rules of dating. At least, that's what Abraham keeps telling him anyway. But the biggest rule of them all? Don't lose your head.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Galloping Foxley</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/797830/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2013-05-19T03:13:25-08:00</published>
  <updated>2013-05-19T03:13:25-08:00</updated>
  <title>We Were Smoke</title>
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  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2013-01-05:story.3089473</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/797830/Galloping-Foxley'&gt;Galloping Foxley&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: K+&lt;br&gt;Drama/Hurt/Comfort&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 12, Words: 4,874, Reviews: 4, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;A fire took the lives of everyone on Juniper's street on the wettest day ever recorded in Britain. Funny that. What isn't so funny is the smoke that came after in the shape of a messed up boy called Jack.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Galloping Foxley</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/797830/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2013-05-19T03:07:10-08:00</published>
  <updated>2013-05-19T03:07:10-08:00</updated>
  <title>1000 Kisses Deep</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3087453/1/1000-Kisses-Deep"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2012-12-30:story.3087453</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/797830/Galloping-Foxley'&gt;Galloping Foxley&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/Supernatural&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 14, Words: 5,056, Reviews: 5, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;There was heaven and there was hell. I guess we were neither here nor there. Well, actually, you were very much in Hell. But all you ever wanted was to be with me.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Galloping Foxley</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/797830/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2013-05-07T14:37:34-08:00</published>
  <updated>2013-05-07T14:37:34-08:00</updated>
  <title>Odd Bird</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3051696/1/Odd-Bird"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2012-08-19:story.3051696</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/797830/Galloping-Foxley'&gt;Galloping Foxley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Supernatural/'&gt;Supernatural&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Drama/Adventure&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 22, Words: 18,026, Reviews: 32, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;There's a sickness in our bones. A virus that makes us invisible, shifters, fire makers. They make us wrong. And somewhere along the way, people found out. Disaster struck and there was only me left. The girl with her brain running out of her ears.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Galloping Foxley</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/797830/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2013-04-20T10:52:17-08:00</published>
  <updated>2013-04-20T10:52:17-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Next Sixteen Minutes</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3051734/1/The-Next-Sixteen-Minutes"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2012-08-19:story.3051734</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/797830/Galloping-Foxley'&gt;Galloping Foxley&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: K+&lt;br&gt;Adventure/Romance&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 21, Words: 19,298, Reviews: 25, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Stuck in this deadbeat town, Wren knows she needs to keep her promise to her Grandmama before it's too late. With sixteen minutes left before she turns 20, Wren finally plucks up the courage to fly with the help of a mysterious bike riding, spice smelling, rock handed boy.</summary>
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