The Bayou Girl

The Bayou Girl

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing1h 46m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Mar 6, 2018
In the enveloping canopy of ghostly trees and rushing waters, love sprouts hard like a seed engrossed in water... Fleur has always thought of her life as pathetic. Her mother, a useless drunk addict with nothing to offer her, her father disappearing from the face of the earth. With only her brother Pete to hold on, Fleur has to make sacrifices in her life to survive in the midst of the bayou. Nicholas Jenkins, also known as the Jenkins naughty millionaire's son has had zero problems.... if you don't refer being arrested plenty of times for crashing parties, player of the century and getting wasted as problems. Eventually his father cuts him off and sends him to New Orleans for a year to get his shit together and learn his roots. It's not your normal town girl city boy romance story. Will they make it work? Or will it just drive them further apart. It's a journey filled with sarcasm, romance, humor, trauma and glee. Like a roller coaster ride, don't you think?
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