A Kiss to my Need
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  • Reads 767
  • Votes 20
  • Parts 10
  • Time 54m
Complete, First published Oct 24, 2024
Mature
This is about Sand who is a famous singer at the bar Yolo and a troublemaker. He gets away with some things because he is very hot and attractive. Ray is a troublemaker as well but I very well known one. They met in Yolo bar and their relationship starts really bad but then ends in a good way. 
Please respect all actors in here! If you don't like please don't read. All pictures have their rightful owners and I do not claim anything at isn't mine. No stealing my work! Take ideas but NO STEALING. Thank you I hope you enjoy. 
**This is another story of mine that I'm reposting but it's a better version. I have all rights to this story since I wrote it before but on another account. I'm keeping the original set up of this story, like the last one. The grammar and the sentences(Meaning the structure of them) aren't all correct so please bare with it.** :D
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