His Favorite Possession (McKlein- Series 1)
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Complete, First published Sep 24, 2020
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"Love is like war,easy to begin but very hard to stop."

Alastair Gray McKlein- a wealthy young-man guy with an epitome of God except to his personality. He's  beastly, arrogant and cold-hearted guy. When it comes in killing, he's also ferocious, brutal and heartless. The word soft is not on his vocabulary not until the named
Aishaleya Snow Crescent came into  his life. A girl who can tame him and make him soft at the same time.

Hahayaan na lamang ba ni Snow na maging kahinaan siya ni Gray? Gayong alam nito na maaring mawala lahat ng pinaghirapan ng lalaking iniibig niya pag nalaman ng mga nito na siya ang kahinaan ng lalaki.Handa na rin ba siyang ihayag ang tunay niyang katauhan para matulungan ang lalaking iniibig niya o magpapakalayo na lang ito?
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