Avril e il regno perduto
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Avril è una ragazza di 20 anni, al primo anno di università, la sua vita scorre nella monotonia, fino a quando il suo passato bussa alla sua porta e la travolge in un turbinio di avventure e scoperte. l'incontro con un giovanotto dal carattere burbero e l'aspetto angelico cambierà per sempre la sua vita e lei nel suo cammino conoscerà la famiglia che non ha mai avuto.
Buona lettura e scusate se non posso aggiornare ogni settimana, per il momento vi posto l'inizio della mia storia. baci.
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