Pretty Little Rebels
- LECTURAS 40
- Votos 5
- Partes 6
They say bad choices make good stories. Phoebe. Ebony. Harley. Emerson. Lucy. These girls aren't popular, princesses, emos, musical or sporty. They are different from others they are rebels.
In their suburb Blackwood they are in a gang full of the most bad ass girls ever. All of these girls come from families with a bit of history. One day a scientific experiment goes wrong by trying to bring people back to life and BOOM zombie apocalypse.
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