Harley Quinn
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Ongoing, First published Aug 22, 2016
C'est finis. Ma vie est finis. Je vais devoir me contenter de lui faire plaisir. De devoir me plier à ces volontés. Je ne peux pas partir. Mais merde ! Pourquoi c'est tomber sur moi ? Pourquoi je ne peux pas avoir une vie normal ? Ça ne se fait pas... 
Il me fait mal. Mais un jour, je promet, il aura mal. Je lui ferai regretter ce qu'il me fait. Je me vengerai. 

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Kidnapper, battue et violée, Harley est une fille courageuse. Est ce qu'elle trouvera la porte de la liberté ? Est ce qu'elle trouvera pourquoi il fait ça ? 

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Je suis responsable de ce que j'écris pas de ce que vous lisez. 

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Je déteste les copieurs d'idée. 

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© Droit que se réserve un auteur ou son cessionnaire pour protéger l'exploitation, pendant un certain nombre d'années, d'une œuvre littéraire, artistique ou scientifique.

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Écrire c'est partir. Voyager dans un autre univers. Partagez le mien. 

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