SAS/ITEOTS: ONE SHOTS
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Helloooooo! If you are a reader of my other little book: Storm and Silence (FANFIC), then you'll know about this little book!
Thank you for all that you've done for me all you readers! This one's for you!!! :*
ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO SIR ROB AND SIR ROB ONLY (aka Robert Thier) (:
These are one shots from the main bigger story: Storm and Silence; a story about feminism and a fierce feminist, the Victorian Era, a rich yet miserly billionaire and ...a file about a quote "bloody irrigation ditch". xD
Enjoy!
@fareastnearnorth thank you so much for the cover!!! I love it! :D
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