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HISTORIAS DE UN LOBO

HISTORIAS DE UN LOBO

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jan 22, 2016
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Paranormal
Él era un joven misterioso. Ella solo lo espiaba y escribía historias de amor... Sobre él... Un día, ella descubrió algo aterrador en él, pero continuó con sus historias... Solo que de otra manera... Él encontró sus historias y supo que debía acabar con ella para que su secreto no se revelara. Pero algo se lo impedía. Algo mágico, aterrador y desconocido para él. Se preguntó si serían sus ojos o, tal vez, sus rulos... Pero no, era algo más. ¿Lo ayudas a descubrir qué? En esta historia presentamos un retazo del amor adolescente mezclado con un sombrío suspenso que no te dejará descontinuar la lectura... Te invito a que recorras el bosque de la mano del frívolo Logan y que invadas las historias de la tímida Natalie.
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