Three Hearts Beating For Just One
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MatureOngoing2h 52m
Last published Wed, May 29, 2024
Judith Evans has always felt like an outcast wherever she went. Maybe it was the fact that she had silver wings and horns instead of the normal blue, white, green or red but she never cared about other's opinions about her however that all changed when she moved towns and came to a place she was accepted into the infamous Dragon Academy where she met her soulmates...
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