Undying Love

Undying Love

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Fantasy
Venus Beau was always an introvert, getting good grades and always reading. She wanted nothing more than to be happy and live her life. Until one day.. Voss Fontaine was the popular basketball player's leader but once he laid eyes on Ayu, he wanted her and nothing was going to stop him from getting her even if it means he has to kill everyone. He wanted her, made her fell for him.
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