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Ongoing, First published Nov 27, 2015
Three girls. One city. What can go wrong? Actually everything can go wrong but they have been getting away with this for a year already. Yasmin, Candice,  and Mal Emily have always been the most beautiful girls in town and always got the boys. They would always show affection and love the boy will all there heart but after two months they boy disappears and is never seen again.... Nobody knew what happened but they never traced back to the girls. EVER! Then a bunch start coming to town and the girls think they may have some new victims. But three boys stand out and well you better find out.....

Main Characters:

Siy Cal Yasmin Yakuza-24 years old-Blue eyes-Pink hair-

Candice Hannah Yandere-24 years old-Purple eyes-Black hair-

Mal Emily Zoca-25 years old-Yellow eyes-Purple hair-

Samuel (Sam) Travis-24 years old-Black eyes-Brown hair-

Thomas Davis-25 years old-Black eyes-Black hair-

Greyson Taylor-25 years old-Black eyes-Blonde hair-
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