Click! et brille
Paris, the City of Light. Also one of the fashion capitals of the world. For a girl like Marimar, with the desire to be a successful model, it's a dream of a lifetime finally coming true, thanks to the nomination of Júlia, photographer and her old friend. Amidst the glamor and the flashes of lights that never go out, Júlia and Marimar try to discover the truth of a gossip that circulates between the models of the famous B Agence: Lysandre and Castiel — one of the most desired models for photographs — , apparently they're too close... Armed with curiosity — and Marimar's interest in a certain model — the friends try to unravel the line between rumor and truth, getting tangled up with the unfolding of their acts and the loves that share your hearts.
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“As might be expected, the union of two masters in sweet love made me in love with "click! Et brille". With two protagonists so different but so charming, it is impossible not to get addicted to the dynamics between them, even when they are involved in a thousand broken down throughout history. Other than that all secondary ones are used very well, the contextualization of the story is impeccable and the narrative is fluid to the point of marathon in a good one. Anyway, I only have compliments and sighs! You get more to melt with Mari and Ju too ❤”
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