SING The Power Of Love 2 By Blair Marker
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  • LECTURAS 419
  • Votos 5
  • Partes 2
  • Hora 5m
Continúa, Has publicado ene 07, 2018
Sequel to SING-The Power Of Love 

"So i believe what you're trying to say, is thank you" 
"Thank you?"
"You're welcome!"
Aiyana widened her eyes "Wait what?" 

This book is about Johnny and Rain's daughter Aiyana and the demigod of nature and wind Sameer's adventure! There's an evil seamonster who wants to take the heart of the Guardian of the Sea Amadahy to have more power. Sameer and Aiyana are out to stop and defeat him once and for all! Still... Who stole her heart earlier which made her turn into a dark monster? You'll find out when you read this book!
~Blair

THIS BOOK HAS MOANA SCENES HERE! JUST TO LET YOU KNOW!
I DO NOT OWN SING OR MOANA! AND I DON'T OWN THE DRAWING OF THE GIRL AND THE BOY UP THERE! (He's actually male version of Pocahontas XD) THIS BOOK AND THE OCS BELONG TO ME!
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