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I Will

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Como podríamos soportar el dolor en nuestro pecho? Que podemos hacer para no enamorarnos? Esas preguntas siempre salen de nuestra cabeza. En este caso Rosa Flores de 13 años comenzando segundo de secundaria se preguntaba eso, como me pude enamorar de ese chico? Max Williams de 14 años enamoro a una pobre chica de 13 años pero ella también conquisto ese corazón.  Podrán decir lo que sienten?
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Holiwis! Soy la verdadera Tayukilove no crean que soy una niña que copia historia no &gt;:v Pues como decirlo no me deja abrir la sesión en wattpad mi primera sesión asi que me cree otra :'v pero asi pasa... Esta historia tendrá cambios porque, porque quiero xd
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Killing Her Softly cover

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His Path Of Redemption cover

Obsession, Madness & Love (#6) cover

Familiarity cover

Desert Wind

Dear Reader, I challenge you to a duel! Yes, exactly! Prepare for a battle. The battle for your heart and soul. I'm about to whisk you away and immerse you in a world brimming with magic and secrets. But fear not, on this adventure through the wilderness, you'll be accompanied by Klelia and... that's a surprise :)) Your task is simple. You have to survive... Are you ready to take up the challenge? "I'm dead. I died back in that hut. I don't exist anymore. And now, after everything that's happened, you want to talk?" I raised my eyebrows in surprise. "Who am I to you?" He closed the distance in an instant. I had nowhere to escape; there was a wall behind me, and he stood before me. "Are you really asking who you are to me, Klelia? You are my sun and moon. The source of my suffering and pleasure. My oxygen. I breathe you every day. Every second of life without you is worthless. Without you, there is no me. That's what you are to me. My private universe. I want to immerse myself in you. To lose myself." "I'm dangerous. At any moment, I could..." Tears welled up in my eyes. "I'm not like you." "You're no more dangerous than me," he interrupted, kissing me hungrily, as if he were desperate for air. P.S. Grab your best sword and cape. Despite appearances, desert nights can be cold.

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