My Life With The Bad Boy

My Life With The Bad Boy

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jul 28, 2015
Waar moet ik beginnen. Nou ik ben Mera. Ik ben 17 jaar oud. Ik ben verhuisd naar Londen omdat ik daar ga studeren. Ik ben geboren in Nederland. Ik heb een jongere zusje die een model is. Mijn ouders zijn alleen met haar bezig. Ik ben laat ik niet zeggen de dochter die ze verwachten. Ik hou niet van make-up of jurkjes. Shoppen is voor mij een straf. Ik ben ook niet een zwijmel trut die met elke jongen die op 100 meter afstand loopt begint te flirten. Ik hou er niet van om mij op te tutten voor feestjes. Ik ben ook niet weer zo een persoon die een stuudje is. Nou kort gezegd ik ben geen meisje meisje.... Maar goed rest van mijn verhaal gaat zo....
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There once was a girl who had a little curl right in the middle of her forehead, and when she was good she was very, very good, but when she was bad, she was horrid. Ok admittedly I don't have a curl, and I don't plan on being horrid. I plan to be their worst fucking nightmare. They took the love of my life from me, and they have broken me more than any of their previous attempts could ever dream to. But the jokes on them. My pain is my gain, and I will use it to destroy them. I will solve the prophecy and end this ridiculous power struggle. I will watch their blood fall to the swing of my sword, and I will do it with a smile on my face. My only concern is what will be left of me once the bodies fall. My inner darkness is a crazy, bloodthirsty bitch that enjoys wreaking havoc. I'm not sure that's quite what the Fate's had in mind as their champion and future queen. Meh, fuck it. Let the chips fall where they may. This is the final book in the Pieces of Me trilogy. This is not a stand-alone. Please note this is a reverse harem/ why choose book. Please read the trigger warnings inside. Explicit content R18 readers.

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