The Shabby barbie

The Shabby barbie

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@Rossie_Gurl I dedicate this book to you <3 Stories are either of two or three genres but Life isn't like that. Life is of multiple genres. There's everything : Childhood mischief-Teenage memories-Humor-Thrilling mysteries to be solved-spiritual appeal-Romance-Horror- Paranormal activities-Werewolves/ Vampire stuffs. Have you ever tried solving the mystery of your own life rather than reading Sherlock Holmes and Hercule Poirot? Then you've to check what's inside this one. Fuchsia Lavender is one among us. She can be you or she can be me. Read the story and I let you decide who she really is. ;) Copyrighted- All Rights Reserved To MomsTeddyBears
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Xan a stripper, works the vampire club, where she met two mysterious and dark vampire. Who have no problem sharing her...If you know what that entitled. : : "Kiss my ass," I growled. She smirked. "How much?" I snorted. "Your order?" Jager leaned over the table, her gaze fixed on me. "Tell me, Snow Princess. How much for a kiss on your ass? Name your price." I realized that for them, everything revolved around naming a price, and they could get what they wanted. That's how they had lived for years. "Blood wine and shots, coming right up," I said, ignoring her proposition. She leaned back, the purple lighting casting shadows on their faces, making them appear even more enigmatic. "Do your thing, Snow Flakes. But when you come back, I hope the price is on the tip of those lips," she said. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I mumbled. "Come here," Jager commanded. I couldn't help but smile inside as she rummaged through her seemingly endless supply of cash. She folded a few bills and leaned forward, slipping the money into the side of my skirt. Her hand lingered, palming my ass cheeks. "So damn full," she remarked, her words slipping through her fangs. Read to find out...

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