Killer Smile
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A wickedly funny comedy romance, with a supernatural twist.
Oh, and that blood on the cover... it's really jam, kiddies... trust me
<evil laugh>... no really... It's rated G okay?
Butttt.... my sense of humour runs a little wild. This is my very first story on Wattpad, as well as my very 1st attempt at writing romance... In class, I met a very famous romance author who dared me to have a go at romance... but since I usually love crime, mystery, supernatural and fantasy... I decided it was play time, and anything goes... almost.
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