The Hidden Casket

The Hidden Casket

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación mar, feb 20, 2024
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A teenager by the name of Jazzy finds out that her cousin went missing, and all of the sudden everything goes bad without her cousin there, she finds her cat dead and there many abnormal things happen. what happens next? well come find out for yourself! (also, i know the introduction is bad it's just my first-time publishing myself, and I'm sorry this story may be bad this is my first book I've created on my own)
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