The World of Celatumregno
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Dernière publication mer., oct. 31, 2018
An ordinary teenage girl got immense luck one day when a crash sounded in her house, you may think: well how is that lucky? Yeah at first she also thought of a burglary or worse, a murderer or kidnapper, she had the thickest book in her room ready, but then it was none of the above!
Warning! This story is not for the weak hearted and may contain some graphic content and dark themes (Though it is NOT the main theme of the book and I will put warnings in each chapter, so some chapters can be clean)
You have been warned!
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