<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469208104703672039</id><updated>2024-09-10T09:57:03.037-07:00</updated><category term="Anne Mather"/><category term="Sabrina"/><category term="julia"/><category term="bianca"/><category term="clássicos históricos"/><category term="nova cultural"/><category term="anne hampson"/><category term="Harlequim"/><category term="Jéssica"/><category term="Série desejo"/><category term="emma darcy"/><category term="literatura feminina"/><category term="livro"/><category term="romance"/><category term="série loucura"/><category term="Adrienne Basso"/><category term="Alessandra Sellers"/><category term="Anne Ashley"/><category term="Anne Marie Winston"/><category term="Carole Mortimer"/><category term="Júlia Época"/><category term="Margaret Pargeter"/><category term="Série Paixão"/><category term="as gêmeas"/><category term="deborah simmons"/><category term="débora hale"/><category term="ebook"/><category term="história japonesa"/><category term="japonesas"/><category term="judith mcnaught"/><category term="leitura para mulher"/><category term="maratona de banca"/><category term="merline lovelace"/><category term="resenha"/><category term="resumo"/><category term="romance adolescente"/><category term="sob o sol de Astris"/><category term="série Fascinação"/><title type='text'>ROMANCES</title><subtitle type='html'>RESUMOS E LINKS PARA BAIXAR</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469208104703672039/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469208104703672039/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>T. Band</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182286894717979085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQxjFOt_AqWQAWJXRJ8NvijsX0IkLyAVNq_2EVsNreEGIq9BX5frEQ3vWTzZcC6rWx5UOZpL2NsBnhCISnRzVW3Nh1jgDkdAGWSOJ4BVzif9ESmx2HweHhaMHf3rSAUQ/s220/157.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469208104703672039.post-8446652246416283526</id><published>2013-12-03T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2013-12-03T16:32:10.272-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="as gêmeas"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ebook"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="história japonesa"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="japonesas"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="leitura para mulher"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="literatura feminina"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="livro"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="romance"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="série loucura"/><title type='text'>As gêmeas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
Mais uma da série..autoras que você não encontra &#39;por aí&#39;..rs&lt;br /&gt;
Esse ebook eu &#39;ganhei&#39; num extinto &#39;google groups&#39; e estava na pasta de romances intermináveis que eu tenho. Estou começando a ler...e adorando!&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;No instante em que Ly pôs os
olhos em lucca ela teve uma ideia genial. Aquele homem alto, com jeito rico e
imponente, quadris estreitos, olhar arrebatador do tipo que não deixa um
adversário sobressair sobre si e sobre os que considera importantes, já que
amar era uma capacidade que Ly não conseguia ver naquele homem, com certeza lhe
seria útil.&amp;nbsp; Precisava agir rápido. Em
pouco tempo o diretor do seu internato retornaria e se ela não conseguisse se
safar dele agora demoraria um bocado para fazer isso depois, afinal estava em
um lugar que não conhecia nem o idioma! Tomou fôlego. Pensou em Yi. Ligaria
para ela mais tarde, quando tudo desse certo. Sim, com certeza ligaria. Mas
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Nylla relutou em ter de ir morar com tios desconhecidos em uma distante de Londres. Além de ir morar em um lugar desconhecido, com pessoas que a acolheram sob motivos duvidosos, havia ele..aquele homem que enchia suas manhãs de dúvidas e seus dias de prazer. Talvez ela não ficasse para sempre na Grécia, mas as aventuras que vivera valeria por toda eternidade.&lt;/div&gt;
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Eu simplesmente a-do-rei esta belezinha! rs Chegou de mansinho, apostando em uma história de uma adolescente confusa e sofrida, mas que vai ganhando maturidade ao longo do romance e fazendo a gente descobrir junto com ela coisas que nos passam despercebidas no dia a dia. além de que, o romance vivido por ela e o grego é de tirar o fôlego! uau!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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alguém já leu? Não achei a foto do livro, mas coloquei essa que é bem sugestiva pra quem leu..rs&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #274e13;&quot;&gt;Ansiosa, Elizabeth vê que Sam se aproxima, trazendo no olhar uma intenção inequívoca. Ele a toca nos ombros e suas mãos se Insinuam pelo decote ousado. O beijo que se segue é exigente, e Elizabeth se entrega trémula, cativa. Nada mais há para fazer, não consegue resistir à atração que sente por Sam. O vestido vermelho desliza para o chão. lima noite de paixão e delírio o espera. Elizabeth toca os lábios, lágrimas escorrem,e pelo rosto. Tudo não passara de uma visão, mais uma de suas visões de paranormal. Mas sabe que cedo ou tarde tudo aquilo acontecerá, da maneira que viu. É fatal que aconteça: mesmo que não tenha um vestido vermelho, mesmo que Sam continue a tratá-la como inimiga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Não sou dada a romances sobrenaturais, pois apesar de ser romântica, prefiro ler e sonhar com histórias mais reais, mais palpáveis à realidade que me rodeia. Por essa razão, tenho uma pilha de livros que, digamos, por engano, chegaram até mim e que quando fui ver...são sobrenaturais.&lt;/div&gt;
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relutei muito, mas muito mesmo para começar a ler esse Cega Paixão. Pensei que seria muito apelativo, mas não! Ao contrário! A autora foi de uma sensibilidade imensa e acabou transformando a estória num belo romance policial. com direito a mistério e tudo o mais [ o que me fascina, confesso!]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Não prometo que vou virar leitora assídua de estórias assim, mas que foi uma bela surpresa..ah, foi!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;h1 align=&quot;CENTER&quot; class=&quot;western&quot; style=&quot;orphans: 0; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Tardes de Espanha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;CENTER&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;(&quot;The Caged Tiger&quot;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;CENTER&quot; lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Penny Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;CENTER&quot; lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.google.com.br/url?source=imgres&amp;amp;ct=img&amp;amp;q=https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3F1C8bGB4hsGM7QOODadtKp-02en3d5b_a4axf419qON2aN7He1U9JY08NuMOPNI-NqjayV2Rs_jbB6e1g5xwFtvJSN8WK6aMaRtGo7UnnljAW3El6Ra6vD9KcymE1VgqVtVA3EH_rS0/s320/Penny-Jordan-Tardes-de-Espanha.jpg&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;ei=_92ITd6QG4zUgQfkhonQDQ&amp;amp;ved=0CAQQ8wc&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNF9OM7DucuHWR5G-ypp4lNThBDiFA&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://www.google.com.br/url?source=imgres&amp;amp;ct=img&amp;amp;q=https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3F1C8bGB4hsGM7QOODadtKp-02en3d5b_a4axf419qON2aN7He1U9JY08NuMOPNI-NqjayV2Rs_jbB6e1g5xwFtvJSN8WK6aMaRtGo7UnnljAW3El6Ra6vD9KcymE1VgqVtVA3EH_rS0/s320/Penny-Jordan-Tardes-de-Espanha.jpg&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;ei=_92ITd6QG4zUgQfkhonQDQ&amp;amp;ved=0CAQQ8wc&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNF9OM7DucuHWR5G-ypp4lNThBDiFA&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;CENTER&quot; lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; text-align: left; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Bem...o que dizer de tardes da Espanha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; text-align: left; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; text-align: left; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;O começo pra mim ,foi maravilhoso: cheio de indícios de que aquela mocinha,na verdade era uma moçona!C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;heia de coragem,ousadia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; text-align: left; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; text-align: left; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Porém,em boa parte da história,o que li foi exatamente o contrário: Uma mocinha tímida [justificada , pela autora , por &amp;nbsp;ela ser inglesa],subserviente e até tola demais em certos momentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; text-align: left; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; text-align: left; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Bom, a história é essa: Diana foge com o filho recém nascido da Espanha,quando pensa que Ruy - seu amado marido - tem um caloroso romance com Carmelita, a preferida de sua sogra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; text-align: left; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Porém,o que ela não sabe é que tudo não passa de uma armação de carmelita com a mãe de Ruy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; text-align: left; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; text-align: left; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Anos se passam e agora Ruy está paralítico [ ao longo da história conta-se que a paralisia dele, que foi &#39;provocada&#39; por um acidente com touro, é psicossomática ],algumas circunstâncias concorrem para que Diana volte à Espanha e lá vai ela : com o pretexto de voltar apenas pelo filho e com um imenso amor sufocado no peito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; text-align: left; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; text-align: left; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Mesmo com o modo [repugnantemente] grosseiro pelo qual Ruy a trata, [dando vontade do leitor entrar na história e revidar], ela continua o amando e desejando, e vê em Carlos [Um amigo de Ruy] a oportunidade de curá-lo de sua paralisia. [através do ciúme]...Até que tem uma ideia melhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; text-align: left; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; text-align: left; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Tardes da Espanha seria melhor se não houvesse tantas descrições de lugares e coisa e tal [ que a mim pareceu mais encheção de linguiça,rs], se a mocinha fosse mais ativa e se a Penny às vezes não desse a impressão de que se tratava de um romance histórico.[juro que muitas vezes me confundi!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; text-align: left; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; text-align: left; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;A levantada do romance é no final,quando ela resolve curá-lo e dá chances a uma &#39;ceninha&#39; bem lindinha entre os dois- pelo menos eu achei! ...e o final feliz,é claro, pra não fugir à regra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang=&quot;pt-PT&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive; font-size: 22pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 0; text-align: left; widows: 0;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5305288492568469035/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/marco-imperfeicoes-fisicas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469208104703672039/posts/default/5305288492568469035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469208104703672039/posts/default/5305288492568469035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/marco-imperfeicoes-fisicas.html' title='MARÇO-IMPERFEIÇÕES FÍSICAS'/><author><name>T. Band</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182286894717979085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQxjFOt_AqWQAWJXRJ8NvijsX0IkLyAVNq_2EVsNreEGIq9BX5frEQ3vWTzZcC6rWx5UOZpL2NsBnhCISnRzVW3Nh1jgDkdAGWSOJ4BVzif9ESmx2HweHhaMHf3rSAUQ/s220/157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469208104703672039.post-7149922496823616283</id><published>2011-02-24T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T09:32:13.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MARATONA DE BANCA 2011!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bem...resolvi que vou ter tempo para participar dessa maratona! até tirei o pó desse blog! rsrs&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;já escolhi os romances e &amp;nbsp;espero que gostem das resenhas... :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;março : Imperfeições físicas ______________&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Tardes de Espanha&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Penny Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;abril : Sheiks______________________________&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;A Indomada e o Sheik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Miranda Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;maio : Ruth Langan_______________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;SONHOS DE CINDERELA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;junho : Sobrenatural______________________&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rebecca Flanders  Irresistível-Mister Ghost&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;julho : Índios_____________________________&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;coração Selvagem-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lindsay McKenna&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;agosto : Emma Darcy____________________&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mestres da Sedução&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;setembro : Bebês________________________&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Um bebê para o cowboy-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Natalie Patrick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;outubro : Casamento por Conveniência___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;O MUNDO NOS SEPARA- Bárbara Delinsky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;novembro : Amnésia_____________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Book Antiqua&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Amnésia-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red; font-family: &#39;Book Antiqua&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Familia Fortune&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;dezembro : Contemporâneo______________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Bookman Old Style&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Como dois estranhos - Sara Craven&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;janeiro: Histórico_________________________&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 24px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: black; font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Uma Mulher Quase Perfeita-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Michelle Marcos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;fevereiro : Título com a palavra &#39;Paixão&#39;____&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sob o domínio da paixão-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Charlotte Lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;div align=&quot;CENTER&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-indent: 1.5cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7149922496823616283/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/maratona-de-banca-2011.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469208104703672039/posts/default/7149922496823616283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469208104703672039/posts/default/7149922496823616283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/maratona-de-banca-2011.html' title='MARATONA DE BANCA 2011!'/><author><name>T. Band</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182286894717979085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQxjFOt_AqWQAWJXRJ8NvijsX0IkLyAVNq_2EVsNreEGIq9BX5frEQ3vWTzZcC6rWx5UOZpL2NsBnhCISnRzVW3Nh1jgDkdAGWSOJ4BVzif9ESmx2HweHhaMHf3rSAUQ/s220/157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469208104703672039.post-8046776460508580490</id><published>2011-01-07T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T07:11:45.426-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Anne Mather"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sabrina"/><title type='text'>Tudo o que a Vida me Der- Anne Mather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img1.mlstatic.com/jm/img?s=MLB&amp;amp;f=165309953_9115.jpg&amp;amp;v=O&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://img1.mlstatic.com/jm/img?s=MLB&amp;amp;f=165309953_9115.jpg&amp;amp;v=O&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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anos. O sol escaldante da Grécia e o fogo que havia nos olhos de Dimitri destruíram em poucos dias a imagem do noivo distante. Comparado aquele homem ardente, o pobre Jimmy era tão frio a insípido como a garoa inglesa. Mas Dimitri não estava interessado em casamento e já tinha uma amante: uma mulher casada&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.4shared.com/document/d7NJ_j1y/Tudo_o_q_a_vida_me_der_-_Anne_.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1-qJbaJP4zc/TRf-oZW02mI/AAAAAAAAATg/fJzBrwEyu7Y/s1600/download.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8046776460508580490/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/tudo-o-que-vida-me-der-anne-mather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469208104703672039/posts/default/8046776460508580490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469208104703672039/posts/default/8046776460508580490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/tudo-o-que-vida-me-der-anne-mather.html' title='Tudo o que a Vida me Der- Anne Mather'/><author><name>T. Band</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182286894717979085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQxjFOt_AqWQAWJXRJ8NvijsX0IkLyAVNq_2EVsNreEGIq9BX5frEQ3vWTzZcC6rWx5UOZpL2NsBnhCISnRzVW3Nh1jgDkdAGWSOJ4BVzif9ESmx2HweHhaMHf3rSAUQ/s220/157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1-qJbaJP4zc/TRf-oZW02mI/AAAAAAAAATg/fJzBrwEyu7Y/s72-c/download.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469208104703672039.post-8161910855157014079</id><published>2011-01-07T07:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T07:02:47.513-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Anne Mather"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bianca"/><title type='text'>Tudo Acabado Entre Nós- Anne Mather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTmKPhiVqJc4XPGez2TmsGCsKStrNOnRipAuKWaGELnQcCeaygAfw&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTmKPhiVqJc4XPGez2TmsGCsKStrNOnRipAuKWaGELnQcCeaygAfw&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;JUSTIFY&quot; class=&quot;western&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Quando um estranho apareceu naquele recanto solitário onde costumava nadar todas as manhãs, e tentou seduzi-la a qualquer custo, Julie ficou apavorada. Ninguém jamais tocara em seu corpo daquele jeito, nem mesmo Adam, seu noivo, a quem já conhecia desde criança. Mas os lábios daquele homem pareciam queimar sua pele e despertaram nela uma sensualidade que jamais sentira. Julie tentava resistir, lutando com todas as suas forças e lembrando de Adam, a quem amava e devia lealdade. Se tivesse que ceder, sabia que depois tudo seria apenas vazio e solidão. Que fim teria aquele pesadelo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;JUSTIFY&quot; class=&quot;western&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;h3 align=&quot;JUSTIFY&quot; class=&quot;western&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Não havia o que temer. Tudo o que Sophie tinha a fazer era embarcar para a ilha de Trinidad, no Caribe, e fazer-se passar por sua amiga Eve, neta do milionário Brandt St. Vincent, por apenas três semanas, e o dinheiro de que tanto precisava seria dela. Mas, quando Shopie conheceu Edge St. Vincent, um viúvo arrogante, mas extremamente atraente que a julgava sua sobrinha, apaixonou-se por ele. Aí as coisas se complicaram: Shopie ficou aterrorizada com as conseqüências daquela farsa que sua amiga arquitetara. Também não podia suportar sequer a idéia de que Edge pudesse desprezá-la quando descobrisse toda a verdade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.4shared.com/document/2m97c2Zz/TEATRO_DA_VIDA__-_ANNE_MATHER_.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1-qJbaJP4zc/TRf-oZW02mI/AAAAAAAAATg/fJzBrwEyu7Y/s1600/download.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5656070254860514757/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/teatro-da-vida-anne-mather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469208104703672039/posts/default/5656070254860514757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469208104703672039/posts/default/5656070254860514757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/teatro-da-vida-anne-mather.html' title='Teatro da Vida-Anne Mather'/><author><name>T. Band</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182286894717979085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQxjFOt_AqWQAWJXRJ8NvijsX0IkLyAVNq_2EVsNreEGIq9BX5frEQ3vWTzZcC6rWx5UOZpL2NsBnhCISnRzVW3Nh1jgDkdAGWSOJ4BVzif9ESmx2HweHhaMHf3rSAUQ/s220/157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1GgAu8i6ngb-Vi4r4hxVYTERYMshll9A1OmktCzs2z1vTOsGPVvSIM0ttLv4t7ny6vLQVVlTnlvrMEcjqr0U8c8ox803_nud5Mv12tRR4JUDrjZe3qxdPC0Amr-A-jf1yUGuw2G_ZgV8/s72-c/teatro+da+vida.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469208104703672039.post-831169653318132928</id><published>2011-01-07T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T06:55:53.589-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Anne Mather"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="clássicos históricos"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sabrina"/><title type='text'>Passaporte Para o Amor- Anne Mather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTN3pvb95mXERjvUnS0dYaDyAhp2dQT2aeUohuujHy27yRnBarbmA&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTN3pvb95mXERjvUnS0dYaDyAhp2dQT2aeUohuujHy27yRnBarbmA&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTF2zvy-KhxYIKuSxyM_ydnCbRnjqgXb00Thn7ymYQ5wbEFqiiBsQ&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTF2zvy-KhxYIKuSxyM_ydnCbRnjqgXb00Thn7ymYQ5wbEFqiiBsQ&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;h3 class=&quot;western&quot; style=&quot;border: 2.60pt double #808080; padding: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Cuidado Caroline, você está brincando com fogo. Para um homem rico como Adam Steinbeck, as mulheres não passam de brinquedos. E você está caindo direitinho na armadilha. Além disso, é impossível que um homem charmoso como ele não seja casado e com um bando de filhos&quot; - diziam as amigas de Caroline, preocupadas com seu envolvimento cada vez mais íntimo com o poderoso chefão da empresa onde trabalhava. Porém Adam não era casado, mas viúvo e pai de um rapaz da mesma idade de Caroline e que não hesitou um só momento em mostrar seu interesse por ela.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.4shared.com/document/ii3WHeHb/Passaporte_para_o_amor_-_Anne_.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1-qJbaJP4zc/TRf-oZW02mI/AAAAAAAAATg/fJzBrwEyu7Y/s1600/download.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/feeds/831169653318132928/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/passaporte-para-o-amor-anne-mather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469208104703672039/posts/default/831169653318132928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469208104703672039/posts/default/831169653318132928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/passaporte-para-o-amor-anne-mather.html' title='Passaporte Para o Amor- Anne Mather'/><author><name>T. Band</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182286894717979085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQxjFOt_AqWQAWJXRJ8NvijsX0IkLyAVNq_2EVsNreEGIq9BX5frEQ3vWTzZcC6rWx5UOZpL2NsBnhCISnRzVW3Nh1jgDkdAGWSOJ4BVzif9ESmx2HweHhaMHf3rSAUQ/s220/157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1-qJbaJP4zc/TRf-oZW02mI/AAAAAAAAATg/fJzBrwEyu7Y/s72-c/download.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469208104703672039.post-185838930151950715</id><published>2011-01-07T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T06:48:21.311-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Anne Mather"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sabrina"/><title type='text'>Para Toda a Vida- Anne Mather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.skoob.com.br/img/livros_new/4/97098/PARA_TODA_A_VIDA_1274149485Micro.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://www.skoob.com.br/img/livros_new/4/97098/PARA_TODA_A_VIDA_1274149485Micro.jpg&quot; width=&quot;217&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Uma noite de desejo... Uma vida de paixão!&lt;br /&gt;
Alline Sloan nunca imaginara que depois de tantos anos de casamento e de uma separação traumática, se interessaria outra vez por um homem. Muito menos por um homem completamente estranho para ela e dez anos mais jovem!&lt;br /&gt;
Alline ficou lisonjeada com o interesse do jovem e atraente Raul Ramirez. Mais que isso...&lt;br /&gt;
Ficou completamente apaixonada como nunca se sentira na vida, nem mesmo pelo homem com quem fora casada e que era o pai de seus filhos!&lt;br /&gt;
Mas as coisas não eram assim tão simples.&lt;br /&gt;
Ao mesmo tempo em que aquele louco amor preenchia o vazio de sua vida, o fato de Raul ser mais jovem a incomodava. E um problema bem mais sério a aguardava, sob o escaldante sol do Caribe...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;O casamento de Gaby com o príncipe Rachid parecia um conto de fadas... mas estava bem longe disso.  Na verdade, era um tormento desde que Gaby descobriu que Rachid tinha uma amante e um filho bastardo. E ela, a esposa, não habia conseguido ainda dar ao príncipe o herdeiro que todos esperavam.  Traída e humilhada, &lt;br /&gt;
Gaby fugiu de volta para a Inglaterra.  Mas Rachid, um árabe que não admitia perder, encontrou-a, fazendo renascer nela uma sensualidade tão ardente, que todas as suas decisões se enfraqueceram.  E agora? Como voltar para aquele casamento em, ruínas, sustentado apenas por uma estranha atração sexual?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Bookman Old Style&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Não ia ser fácil para Helen escolher entre Charles e Jarret;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Bookman Old Style&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;um lhe dava toda segurança, mas o outro incendiava seu coração!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Bookman Old Style&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Assim que Jarret Manning se instalou na casa de campo onde Helen morava, ela perdeu completamente a paz de espírito. Logo ela, que se sentia tão segura ao lado de Charles, com quem ia se casar em breve...Verdade que Jarret encantava a todos com seu sorriso irresistível, que era um homem maduro e bem-humorado. Mas, para Helen, ele representava um perigo, um grande enigma. Que direito tinha ele de pintar com nuvens tão negras o paraíso que Helen cultivava nos braços seguros de Charles? Que direito tinha de querer provar a todo custo, que o coração de uma mulher anseia por muito mais que segurança?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.4shared.com/document/D7qP9oVO/Entre_o_Cu_e_o_Inferno_-_Anne_.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1-qJbaJP4zc/TRf-oZW02mI/AAAAAAAAATg/fJzBrwEyu7Y/s1600/download.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6117295509495440522/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/entre-o-ceu-e-o-inferno-anne-mather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469208104703672039/posts/default/6117295509495440522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469208104703672039/posts/default/6117295509495440522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/entre-o-ceu-e-o-inferno-anne-mather.html' title='Entre o Céu e o Inferno- Anne Mather'/><author><name>T. Band</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182286894717979085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQxjFOt_AqWQAWJXRJ8NvijsX0IkLyAVNq_2EVsNreEGIq9BX5frEQ3vWTzZcC6rWx5UOZpL2NsBnhCISnRzVW3Nh1jgDkdAGWSOJ4BVzif9ESmx2HweHhaMHf3rSAUQ/s220/157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1-qJbaJP4zc/TSckYCAkpgI/AAAAAAAAAUM/CR6btly6wUE/s72-c/c%25C3%25A9u.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469208104703672039.post-4242869146824375548</id><published>2011-01-07T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T06:19:58.619-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Anne Mather"/><title type='text'>Duelo de Amor- Anne Mather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV8MrZWmiy7CYqyDzsb8FyaOq3LwrGz6CaheTFOZyYKaxBIk1m85ssIAcTQrFvA9k4_bauRw0X6Ex3_uzBK_9SMNZZxG-6MPhLbinpsy4BZetTc8T24-7mTPOfXv-oFzP_GYhpfxHrtmlh/s320/sab221.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV8MrZWmiy7CYqyDzsb8FyaOq3LwrGz6CaheTFOZyYKaxBIk1m85ssIAcTQrFvA9k4_bauRw0X6Ex3_uzBK_9SMNZZxG-6MPhLbinpsy4BZetTc8T24-7mTPOfXv-oFzP_GYhpfxHrtmlh/s320/sab221.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;Depois do trágico suicídio de seu pai, Sarah foi obrigada a morar na casa de sua tia Harriet, mulher ainda jovem e bonita. Harriet tinha um hóspede, homem fascinante e misterioso, que logo começou a perseguir Sarah, dizendo que a amava, que a desejava. Uma tarde ele a surpreendeu num lugar isolado e tentou beijá-la. Ela protestou, empurrou-o, mas o peso dele lhe tirou o fôlego. Os dois caíram abraçados sobre um monte de palha... Sarah tentava controlar as emoções, quando foi beijada possessivamente. Não! Tinha de lutar, não podia se entregar a esse homem desprezível, não podia se entregar ao amante de sua tia!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;CENTER&quot; style=&quot;background: #ffffff; margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Comic Sans MS&#39;, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Olhando agora para Declan, Alexandra pensava em como podia ter passado os quase dezoito anos de sua vida sem saber que ele existia... A verdade é que aquelas semanas ao lado dele — numa minúscula aldeia perdida na selva amazônica - tinham transformado Alexandra numa mulher madura, que carregava dentro de si o tormento do desejo e a dor de ser rejeitada pelo homem amado. Sim, porque para Declan, treze anos mais velho que ela, a atração que os envolvia era uma insensatez, uma loucura! Será que ele tinha razão? Ou será que mentia e a mandava embora para entregar-se livremente aos braços de Clare, sua amante?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;CENTER&quot; style=&quot;background: #ffffff; margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;A música dos violinos, as fogueiras, a dança, o desejo que sentia por François... Quando percebeu, Dionne estava bebendo vinho da mesma taça que ele e trocando votos numa cerimônia de casamento cigano. Daquela noite de paixão e êxtase, o que restava agora? Um filho e a dolorosa certeza de ler sido usada e abandonada pelo milionário François St. Salvador. Mas três anos e a rejeição dele não haviam destruído seu amor, e ainda tremia só de pensar em revê-lo. No entanto, tinha de voltar à França e enfrenlá-lo. Só François poderia lhe dar o dinheiro para o tratamenlo do filho. E, pelo pequeno Jonathan, Dionne seria capaz de tudo. Até de se humilhar diante do homem que destruíra a sua vida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang=&quot;pt-BR&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Karen atirou-se de corpo e alma ao trabalho para esquecer seu fracassado casamento com Paul. E parecia ter conseguido seus objetivos, quando sua irmã caçula, mimada e irresponsável, veio atrapalhar essa relativa tranqüilidade. Ela se apaixonou pelo irmão de Paul. Um homem mais velho e casado. Depois de muito pensar, Karen chegou à conclusão de que o único apoio que ela poderia ter nesse momento seria Paul, pois só ele, um homem autoritário, ajudaria nesse terrível impasse. Mas,a simples idéia de reencontrar seu ex-marido deixou Karen abalada. Será que ela ainda o amava e tinha apenas tentado se enganar todo aquele tempo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang=&quot;pt-BR&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-width: initial; margin-bottom: 0cm; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capa&lt;/b&gt;: Como Domine se atreveria a admitir que estava amando um homem tão mais velho, que cuidava dela como um pai?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Contra capa&lt;/b&gt;: Domine tinha dezessete anos quando foi  surpreendida pela morte de seu tio-avô. E mais surpresa ficou ao saber que ele havia passad sua tutela para James Mannering um desconhecido. Foram dias difíceis, de insegurança e ansiedade quanto à sua nova situação, mas Domine teve de aceitá-la. No entanto, o convívio com James e sua família teve um duplo efeito sobre ela:por um lado, esclareceu as razões da atitude de seu avô; por outro, despertou seu coração, tão jovem e inexperiente, para o amor. Era impossível resistir ao charme de James! Mas, para tormento de Domine, ele a via apenas como uma criança...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.4shared.com/document/q0L4mat8/A_ltima_Lgrima_-_Anne_Mather-_.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1-qJbaJP4zc/TRf-oZW02mI/AAAAAAAAATg/fJzBrwEyu7Y/s1600/download.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6470305213402387152/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/ultima-lagrima-anne-mather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469208104703672039/posts/default/6470305213402387152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469208104703672039/posts/default/6470305213402387152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meusromancesemblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/ultima-lagrima-anne-mather.html' title='A Última Lágrima- Anne Mather'/><author><name>T. Band</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08182286894717979085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQxjFOt_AqWQAWJXRJ8NvijsX0IkLyAVNq_2EVsNreEGIq9BX5frEQ3vWTzZcC6rWx5UOZpL2NsBnhCISnRzVW3Nh1jgDkdAGWSOJ4BVzif9ESmx2HweHhaMHf3rSAUQ/s220/157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1-qJbaJP4zc/TRf-oZW02mI/AAAAAAAAATg/fJzBrwEyu7Y/s72-c/download.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469208104703672039.post-834844520164621689</id><published>2011-01-07T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T05:56:06.008-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Anne Mather"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sabrina"/><title type='text'>A Madrasta- Anne Mather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ32YIEdJbQETKRwYL1_Y2Yr1Df-mHLejdEH99XhKycgBFINwp3Hg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ32YIEdJbQETKRwYL1_Y2Yr1Df-mHLejdEH99XhKycgBFINwp3Hg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align=&quot;JUSTIFY&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.3cm; text-indent: 1.5cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Olívia tinha sido obrigada a se casar com um velho milionário para salvar sua família. Agora, viúva, jovem e bonita, enfrentava a ira e o desprezo de Alex, o desconhecido filho do primeiro casamento de seu marido. Alex, expulso de casa aos quinze anos, tinha voltado para cobrar os direitos de sua herança e acusar Olívia, sua madrasta, de ser uma vil caçadora de ouro. Ela queria provar que era honesta, que não queria roubar o dinheiro de ninguém, que só ansiava por uma vida digna e um amor verdadeiro. Mas, como dizer isso justamente para Alex? Como se atirar nos braços do único homem que estava proibida de amar?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;JUSTIFY&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.3cm; text-indent: 1.5cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh, como ela o amava,como queria dedicar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;sua vida a ele! 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E a Melanie só restava voltar para os braços de Michael, embora soubesse&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;agora que não o amava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align=&quot;CENTER&quot; style=&quot;background: #ffffff; margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Um homem prudente…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;CENTER&quot; style=&quot;background: #ffffff; margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Uma mulher indomável!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;CENTER&quot; style=&quot;background: #ffffff; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;CENTER&quot; style=&quot;background: #ffffff; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-indent: 1.27cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Lady Sthephanie Beresford ficou feliz em aceitar o convite para visitar a prima, lady Elizabeth Knightley. Sua alegria, porém, foi toldada pela presença do dr. Thomas Carrington. Avesso às etiquetas sociais e como modos ligeiramente indelicados, deixou Sthephanie irritada muito além da conta!&lt;br /&gt;
Mas quando ela necessitou de seus serviços profissionais para ajudar um amigo, descobriu a verdadeira face de Thomas Carrington. Só precisava mostrar-lhe que não era pretensão demais apaixonar-se pela filha de um conde!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;CENTER&quot; style=&quot;background: #ffffff; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-indent: 1.27cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;JUSTIFY&quot; style=&quot;background: #ffffff; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 0.75cm; margin-right: 0.75cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ao conhecer o másculo e sedutor Brendan Reiliy, um homem sem interesses ocultos, a ex-modelo Lynne DeVane finalmente se sente  tentada a retirar a máscara que usou por tanto tempo e mostrar quem ela é de verdade.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;JUSTIFY&quot; style=&quot;background: #ffffff; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 0.75cm; margin-right: 0.75cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;JUSTIFY&quot; style=&quot;background: #ffffff; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 0.75cm; margin-right: 0.75cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ele nunca viu o rosto dela ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;JUSTIFY&quot; style=&quot;background: #ffffff; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 0.75cm; margin-right: 0.75cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;E mesmo assim, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;a &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;entendia melhor do que qualquer outro.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;JUSTIFY&quot; style=&quot;background: #ffffff; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 0.75cm; margin-right: 0.75cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brendan queria confiar nela, mas a vida havia lhe ensinado a manter distância das mulheres misteriosas... E se Lynne realmente desejava Brendan, teria de provar seu amor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;JUSTIFY&quot; style=&quot;background: #ffffff; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 0.75cm; margin-right: 0.75cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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