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Mystery
"How well do we really know our friends?" Ivy was always mysterious but they never thought that the consequences of investigating that mystery would be that serious. Teenage life is meant to experience young love, take risks. But what if a risk goes too far? Lexi and Mona find themselves investigating the death of their friend Ivy. Finding things they were never meant to see. Discovering aspects of her life she always kept hidden. But what happens when secrets finally find a way out? How many lives does it involve ? And maybe discovering them wasn't such a great idea. -------------------- This is my first book and it is inspired by the show Pretty Little Liars. It is not similar in any way. But the idea is of another teen murder mystery. It will be regularly updated. Hope you like it.
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