Un amour sans fin
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Cette histoire palpitante d'amour vous emportera t'elle jusqu'aux étoiles ? Manu étudiant garçon banal sera t-il faire face à tout ce qu'il attend? Malgré les hauts et les bas adolescents passera t-il au dessus de tout les obstacles, aura t-il tout l'amour de la fille aux magnifiques yeux bleus qu'il admire en secret depuis trop de temps ? Vaincra t-il son ennemi juré? A vous de me le dire chères lecteurs.
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