Luke's story
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Ongoing13m
Last published Sat, Nov 26, 2016
"Hello I'm Luke!" This is a beautiful love story between Stella and Luke. They flip through the pages of their love story as you travel the world with them and watch a beautiful tale unfold right at your fingertips. Listen closely as Luke shows you their old letters, texts, and photos and continues to reveal their story through to present day. The story takes an unexpected turn, but don't worry, this isn't goodbye forever. You'll find them again as soon as you open this book, and re-read a timeless love story that has now become Stella's and Luke's.
Important warnings/ notes:
-switching POV
-it's 2016, everyone's triggered so trigger warning
-not appropriate for all audiences but not always mature content bc I'm pure and can't write smut.
-slow updates
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