Letters From Romeo And Juliet
Letters From Romeo And Juliet

Letters From Romeo And Juliet

Synopsis

After feeling exhausted from working on a school project, Nami ends up sleeping in the middle of math class. Warnings and laughter followed after taking an untimely nap. So the redhead ends up writing something in her wallet just to relieve the stress. But what Nami didn't expect was that Trafalgar Law, the most eligible boy in the school, would answer her. And so the two start to correspond by letters without knowing their respective identities, which ends up generating incessant discussions and an inexplicable involvement.
16+Completed Story~1h 45min

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Minhas fanfics atuais não são lá essas coisas, mas o importante é que sou brasileira e não desisto nunca, então quem sabe, minha escrita des...

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“I apologize for being so repetitive. But I will repeat what they say in the comments. This fic is simply perfect. It tells the story of a love and hatred relationship experienced by Law and Nami. In the beginning I was a little apprehensive for being an alternative universe. But as soon as I started reading. I couldn't stop. Just like all this beautiful writer, which surprises me more and more. I hope she will never stop writing Trawna, which are the reason for my existence. Thank you so much for this beautiful historia !!!”

Total: 21,014 words
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O Montecchio prepotente

4,865 words•~25 min
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A Capuleto atrevida

5,094 words•~26 min
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Separados pelo trágico destino

4,472 words•~23 min
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Felizes para sempre, só que não

6,583 words•~33 min

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