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wicked games~luke hughes
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Ongoing, First published Feb 21, 2024
Mature
luke hughes fanfic
enemies to lovers 
slow burn
dual pov
instagram and real life
yearning





Young and aspiring model Evelyn Kelly moves to New York with her best friends to hopefully get recognized by big time modeling agency Silver Peak. Before she takes on moving to a new city, her friends decide to have some fun with a group of hot shot NHL players taking some time off in Michigan. Here she meets a boy that ends up sticking around for a lot longer than she ever thought he would.
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