Goodnight
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Last published Thu, Nov 10, 2016
Tall boy, messy hair, dark eyes. Many things can kill you. But the deadliest of all is love.
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Brooklyn was a ballerina in a small town of Minnesota. When her and her best friend Prim get sent away to live in New York to dance at one of the highest dance academies of the state...
Sometimes things come unexpectedly, the most unexpected is love. Is Brooklyn ready to completely fall into a popular New Yorker boy? It might just be her biggest adventure yet. <3
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