HABIBI
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Last published Mon, Jun 11, 2018
Les contare como fue que me enamore de un bab boy en la vida real esta historia es diferente porque no soy ni la chica nerd ni la chica rica, soy totalmente una chica normal que no creía en el amor ni en los hombres y tan joven llegue a la conclusión de que solo son para pasar el rato divertirse una noche todo sin involucrar sentimientos porque ante el amor soy escéptica....pero llego Angel el bab boy de esta historia y me saco de mi zona de confort y me hizo llegar a creer que un corazón de hielo siempre es vulnerable a derretirse.......continua leyendo te prometo que te reirás y lloraras estoy siendo impulsada por mis amigas a escribir mi historia.
Los protagonistas de esta historia son:
Lina Kingsley, es una chica de 19 años va en tercer año de la carrera de leyes hasta los momentos sigue siendo invisible ante los ojos de los universitarios pero no siempre fue una invisible cuando estaba en el instituto era la reina abeja, pero algo le sucedió que decidió alejarse de ese mundo, ahora esta en un grupo de amigas son 7 en total cada una mas loca que la otra pero hay un pequeño detalle es que todas son rubias menos lina.
Angel James, es una chico problemático, boxeador, mujeriego, compulsivo, millonario, egocéntrico pero tiene algo en común con Lina y es que ambos están rotos.
Esta historia es real combinada con un poco de ficción.
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