Story cover for Hating The Fearsome Foursome by adexza
Hating The Fearsome Foursome
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  • Parts 12
  • Time 1h 15m
  • Reads 58
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 12
  • Time 1h 15m
Ongoing, First published Aug 09
2 new parts
Maeve, a sassy feisty and sarcastic girl who was born by college parents she can't identify, finds herself in an orphanage home, ran away from there and went through tragics. She found a complicated yet loving family and now has to face the problem of annoying four elite boys at highschool.
Louis, the spoilt arrogant rich boy just like Maeve like to call him.........
This is the book 2 of unplanned paths. 
You might get to understand this book, but I would prefer you read the first part.
He is the bad rich golden boy, while she is the sassy average girl....
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