Locura es igual a Charlie
  • Leituras 65
  • Votos 5
  • Capítulos 3
  • Tempo 14m
  • Leituras 65
  • Votos 5
  • Capítulos 3
  • Tempo 14m
Em andamento, Primeira publicação em out 12, 2017
Cuenta la historia de una hermosa joven hechizada por una malvada bruja que no quería verla con sus seres amados, solo una persona podría romper tan maligno hechizo y esa persona era Ala...
-oye que clase de historia más mala es esa.
-ya cállate Luisito no ves que es mi historia, genial en que estaba...

Bueno es mi primer historia no se si alguien vera esto pero solo difrutalo :v
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