The bad girls heart

The bad girls heart

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This is my first story that I'm taking seriously hope you guys enjoy it Summary Have you ever wondered how it would feel to be loved. Well, Kim has why? Because no one ever loved her not even her boyfriend. You see Kim is a beautiful and rich girl she used to be happy, but it all went away when her parents were killed by lowly werewolves who wanted there riches. When she went to school one day something inside her changes when she sees a certain nerdy vampire walk down the hall. See what happen to the bad girls heart when they start to get along. Monster Au Monster high Au May include self harm
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