Mr. Lucans House For Disturbed Boys
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Última publicación mar, dic 28, 2021
What's happens when a boy looses his mom, dad, and unborn sister to a fire? Will he be able to feel again? Will he come to love the boys the way they love him? Or will he give up? Find out in Mr Lucans House for the disturbed.
ps- this is my first time writing stories so please send feedback and advise please ;;
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