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~Sean Jackson~
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Laufend, Zuerst veröffentlicht Jan. 02, 2017
Ein Junge, ein Mädchen. Wie soll es anders in einer Badboy Geschichte sein? 

Dies hier ist zwar keine richtige Badboy Geschichte aber es ähnelt dem Stil Badboy Stories. 

Kylie Highwest. Schüchtern, aber nicht zu schüchtern um ihre Meinung zu sagen.

Sean Jackson. Beliebt, hübsch und verschwunden. 

Kylie Highwest dachte sie könnte niemals in ihrem Leben mit einem Kerl glücklich werden, das war bevor sie Sean Jackson kennenlernte. 

Kylie Highwest und Sean Jackson waren für einander bestimmt. Nach einer nicht allzu langer Zeig lernte sie sich lieben doch von heute auf morgen verschwand Sean Jackson. 

Kylie, am Boden zerstört, sucht ihn hilflos an jeder Ecke in Miami. Vergebens. Nirgends weiß auch nur einer von Sean Jackson. 

Niemand hat ihn in den letzten zwei Monaten gesehen oder von ihm gehört. Niemand außer Nash Goldwood.

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Seid gespannt was auf euch zu kommt. 

Was haltet ihr von dem 'Prolog'?

Beginn der Story am 1.2.17

Xoxo P
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