Novelas que tienes QUE LEER!
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se recomendaran novelas, historias, etc. con sus respectivos datos.
- NO PUEDES NO LEER ESTAS NOVELAS!
(son historias que para mi son buenas, NO a la mala critica)
nose si les pasa o les ha pasado, que han comensado a leer una historia y derrepente dejan de actualizar capitulos ufffff...... ODIO ESO, no lo entiendo
como lo que pasó con AARON o con MARISCAL DE CAMPO VIRGEN( han leido estas historias?)
son taaaan bueeeenas y no las siguen y es como plop:)
nose porque llegue a este tema o porque hablo como si estuviese en una conversacion (HEEELP), but wathever
PEACE & LOVE.
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