Set Me Free (A One Direction Fanfiction)
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- Votes 9
- Chapitres 2
En cours d'écriture<5 mins
Dernière publication ven., mars 29, 2013
Poor Veronica Banks was left alone in an alley to die, after being raped my an unknown homeless man. She was bleeding and on the verge off death when two males happened to catch the scent of her blood.
Once they find her and see how much blood she's lost, they know there is only one way to save her.
Turn her.
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