Manhattan Moon

Manhattan Moon

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, May 21, 2022
"Moon, you coming?" he shouted. "Are you talking to me?" I glanced around me, not a single soul around. "Yeah you. Figured 'Crescent' was too weird as a nickname, now hurry the fuck up!" he smirks before he takes off towards the others. Addelyn Crescent lives life as a regular teenager, except for the fact that she spends her nights at an underground fight club. No one has ever beat her, except Maddox Rhodes.
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