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Clara and The Bad Boy
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Complete, First published May 16, 2016
❝ Be confident.  Be brave.  Be fearless.  You are loved either way .❞

Clara Liser is a girl with walls.  She's beautiful, deeply empathetic and brave but she's also timid, shy and deeply scared of what the world thinks of her. 

Who else best to teach her the joy of living with your true self than a bad boy and a bucket list?

❝ Bravery is a choice. ❞

Enjoy all the cliches + a few more! (a more different summary is included inside!)                                                                                      

Also, thank you to @commiserable for this amazing cover!
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