Hes My Beautiful Storm
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Well Hi my name is Lana Monroey you see I'm really different like I act weird in different senerios like really really weird you don't believe me well.
You see I got kidnapped two hours ago shocker right and you would think that id be screaming and begging my kidnappers to let me go but thats where your wrong I mean I should .. A normal person would but instead I'm eating ice cream with my kidnappers WHAT!!
Hi my name is Cindy Ive never written a book before this would be my first so please stick with me there's going to be some errors there and there if you see any plz tell me
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