Sanguinary Gal
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Last published Mon, Oct 17, 2022
That girl behind the mask.The mask that once you saw,you know that you can't escape from the death.The mask of this lady called Sanguinary Gal.
That lady everyone can see but no one can have.That lady you won't think as a devil with her angel look,voice and moves.
The lawyer that's also a devil of law.The
This is Sanguinary Gal,#1 Slaughter Series.
Typogrammatical errors ahead...
(On going)
BY:ZVN ICE
All Rights Reserved
#845
vengeance
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