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TABOO Chapters 1-8
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Concluida, Has publicado sep 23, 2017
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Taboo is a story that's already published. I'll be sharing the first eight chapters here as a sample. If you'd like to read this story in full, it's available on Amazon and Radish!

I hope you love my story!

Taboo is a story about love. Love isn't always simple. In fact, often it's extremely complicated. Sometimes it's taboo and you have to decide just how much you care what other people think. Noah and Kali fought temptation for years, but what happens when he finally sees her again? Will he be able to handle what happens when his best friend Levi decides he's tired of standing back from the forbidden Kali?
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