Mister Gray Eyes
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Ongoing5m
Last published Mon, Jul 25, 2016
She was just your everyday girl. Long blue hair, green eyes, about 5'10. She worked in a small coffee shop in town. She lives with her mother, younger sister, and twin brother. A secret worth telling she keeps in her pocket. It slowly starts changing. It started as a normal day, when she came in for her shift. But that all changed when the beautiful, young boy with gray eyes walked and spilled a cappuccino on her.
She's just Rosabell, but what happens when she becomes just Rose? Will Mr. Gray Eyes figure it out? Why is Rosabell like this?
There will be cursing involved. If you don't like it please don't continue..
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