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isabelgaranzuay123

Short Storys

  • Loving you

    Warm hands grab my shoulders pulling me towards the source. He stood before me, the guy of my dreams. Jake, with his jet black hair and popping green eyes that ...

    • Short Story
    • Romantic
    3 min read


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