Wish I Never Met You
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Contenido adultoConcluida mié, ago 14, 20241h 41m
Book 1 : SingTSong - Series. [ STS ]
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I have visions.
I have dreams.
I have missions.
I'm a teen.
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Zoraida is a 18 year old witch. When she meets her bestfriend Zacharias and she discovers strange things about herself and her mom everything changes. Zacharias is gone and she gets this strange vision over and over. She discovers she's a witch and that she has to stop some war. It isn't simple, hiding you're identity for you're bestfriend. Because Zacharias the poor boy? Is the prince. Prince Zacharias.
But why didn't he come back? And what is the key to stop the the war?
Mom Always said.. "Sing the words, don't think, child."
The key to win the war is right in front of her.
Will she succeed?
That's for me to know and for you to find out, right?
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This is a short story.. Maybe 10 chapters or something? xxx
Some mature content//
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I WAS YOUNG WHEN WRITING THIS -- DON'T TAKE IT TOO SERIOUS
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