Wishing On A Star
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Last published Wed, Feb 24, 2016
" Damn star, knew you didn't grant wishes"
Sienna Daya just wants to get what she was promised, the greatest night of her life. But, when she discovers a horrible secret, will she rely on her friends, or will she rely on the promise of a strange man she met? Promising her that all will be resolved by wishing on a star, she's been promised before and that didn't turn out so well. But, what if this promise came with the greatest prize ever?
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