Psycho Passion; A Ticci Toby FanFic
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- Chapitres 13
Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture1h 28m
Dernière publication dim., janv. 17, 2021
How would you feel if you were suddenly thrown into a world of murderers, with only a few you could really trust?
Elizabeth is terrified, but resilient. She'll have to overcome many challenges and fight to survive with nothing but her bare hands and a strange boy with twin hatchets. How will they make it out alive? Will their relationship stay platonic, or will it prosper into something more?
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This book will have more centered characters than just Toby, and they'll have parts where it's focused on them and there's parts where the main character hasn't even met him yet so please trust the process!
Trust me when I say that Toby is in fact the love interest for this book and that things will happen regarding that topic and character, I just want this book to not be so focused on him and the main character the whole time because I find that books like that get boring within the first few minutes of reading.
If there's any spelling mistakes, don't be afraid to tell me! I want the book to be as enjoyable as possible.
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