Guns & Roses
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Last published Fri, Feb 12, 2016
Meet Bullet Angelina Teasdale,a 20 year old girl who is raised by her father who's a mafia boss growing up wasn't easy for her because of knowing even as a kid that her life wouldn't be like other kids' lives who could play with barbie dolls, instead her childhood toy was a pellet gun,in her teenage years Bullet became intelligent,wise,fearless,brave,strong,and sometimes heartless to the ones who decides to mess with her family,she's just other people who loves her family more than her life,she even sacrifice her whole life to follow the footsteps of her father to rule the whole mafia organization not to gain power but to spare her siblings the danger of being part of a mafia organization she's second of the youngest of 6 siblings,Unbelievable but that's her life but when her mother had enough of her killing and torturing people because of father's order,her mom decided to send her to London to her aunt Lou Teasdale.
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