Beautiful Disaster
- LECTURES 63
- Votes 17
- Chapitres 1
En cours d'écriture<5 mins
Dernière publication dim., juin 23, 2019
Moonlight illuminated the dimly lit room. Broken glass shards were scattered on the floor.
He looked back at her deep blue eyes. Jet black hair cascaded down her back, cold aura in her eyes, and a blade on her hand.
What a beautiful disaster
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