Treacherous
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  • Reads 39
  • Votes 5
  • Parts 5
  • Time 8m
Ongoing, First published Dec 23, 2021
Mature
"You can't trust me, I'm treacherous..."

She stated before leaving him alone to his thoughts. 

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A story where "MJ" isn't your usual comic/MCU version. This will be an Andrew Garfield/SonyVerse storyline that will not be following any MCU storyline. *Spoilers* For Spiderman: No Way Home. 

All characters belong to Marvel/Sony. This story is just for entertainment purposes.
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