Death by Hairspray
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Dernière publication mer., juil. 16, 2025
Welcome to Herbann. Population: Mostly nosy. Occasionally dead.
This is Death by Hairspray - my official entry into Wattpad's #EachChapter contest.
It's got murder, lipstick, bingo chips, suspicious casseroles, and Dottie. If you know, you know.
This one's a little darker, a little funnier, and a whole lot messier than it should be.
If you're here for plot twists, sharp dialogue, and women who can kill you and still make the potluck - you're home.
New chapters will be released weekly (or when the mood strikes).
Thank you for reading, voting, commenting, and screaming in the margins with me.
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Ruby Redd
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