Cantarella.
Cantarella.

Cantarella.

Synopsis

''My name is Bebe Stevens. Or not, I don't recognize myself anymore.'' Bebe Stevens really changed after she was 12 years old. And no, in the eyes of many kids, it wasn't for the better. Until a new boy joins her class, and he pisses the girl off in a way she doesn't understand. ''He's weird, weird, Demonic and Scary.'' Said the blonde haired girl. ''I like that.'' DamienXBebe Fic. Enjoy!
14+In Progress~1h 47min

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