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conversations.value: What is a description for a book titled Shelter From the Storm about Southern, California, Peter with the genre: Mystery, Thriller & Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense?
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conversations.value: the author is an award-winning writer and a musician. He lives in Southern California.net and follow @Writerthe author on Twitter.
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conversations.value: Add another sentence about Peter, writing.
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conversations.value: the author is an award-winning writer and a musician. He lives in Southern California. To learn more about Peter and his writing projects visit petersexton. net and follow @Writerthe author on Twitter.
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conversations.value: What is a description for a book titled Shelter from the Storm about Mexico's with the genre: New, Used & Rental Textbooks, Humanities?
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conversations.value: The striking images of one of New Mexico's best known photographers.
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conversations.value: What could be a title for a book about Zack, Central, Asia with the genre: Mystery, Thriller & Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense?
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conversations.value: A title for this book could be 'Shelter from the Storm'
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conversations.value: What is the first two paragraphs for this book?
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conversations.value: Shelter from the Storm
  When the storms woke him, his first thought was of Sabrina. As lightning shattered the darkness of midnight and the growl of thunder set everything trembling, Roy Pilar bolted upright. She'd be ashamed but terrified, thanks to a history of violence so sinister it still gnawed on him, making him want to resurrect the dead just so he could exact some personal vengeance.
  Throwing back the sheet and climbing to his feet, Roy felt around on the chair for his boxers. Hopping on one foot and then the other, he pulled them on with haste. He was on his way to the front door when the frantic knock sounded.
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conversations.value: Jenna wasn't much for direct contact with the animals. She was not a girl who liked doggie kisses or mucking out kennels. And no way in hell would she have gotten involved in cleaning up after newborn puppies. But she was a whiz with mailing out flyers, and he appreciated her help.
  Determined to take control of the situation, Roy set her an arm's length away. "That'd be great. Thanks."
  Sometimes her pursuit wore on him. "Tempting, but I can't make it." He took her wrist and moved her hand away from him.
  Roy glanced back, too, and he saw Sabrina's stiff expression. Jealousy? Or just discomfort at being an audience of one for Jenna's blatant flirting?
  Disgruntled by the suggestion, Jenna flipped her long dark hair over her shoulder. "Maybe." She slanted her pretty green cat eyes toward Sabrina. Smile cutting, she nodded at Sabrina. "Am I interrupting?"
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conversations.value: What is the last five paragraphs?
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conversations.value: Blinking in surprise, she whispered, "I sort of realized it. I mean... I was able to see you better when the lightning flashed."
  She scowled as if he should already understand. "It's like... I don't know. A reminder of that sad, scared kid I used to be."
  She laughed out loud. "Wonderful!" Pushing against Roy's shoulders until he went to his back, Sabrina crawled up over him. "Now let's wrap up this talk so we can move on to"—she kissed his chin—"other things. Okay?"
  Her breasts were against his bare chest, her soft belly over his groin, but he wouldn't let himself get distracted just yet. "Tell me that you'll marry me."
  Outside, the wind whistled through trees and rain lashed the landscape. Thunder rumbled and lightning fractured the blackened skies.