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Howling moon

LECTURAS 53
Votos 3
Partes 6
Hora 8m

LECTURAS 53
Votos 3
Partes 6
Hora 8m

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Another murder in the village they say that a werewolf did it because of the teeth marks and scratches. But everyday there is a new clue and another murder. hi I'm eye_luv_dogs and I will be posting a new chapter maximum every week hope you like it.Todos los derechos reservados

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The Alpha's Little Rogue de FullMoonScribe

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