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6Death Note does not belong to me. Made on a non-profit basis. Notes: — It's drabble but I doubt any chapter is exactly 100 words long, because I'm not one of those. Kisses.
Statistiques de l'histoire
Fiche technique & mises à jour
Première publication
15 de julho de 2016
Dernière mise à jour
16 de janeiro de 2017
Statut éditorial
En cours
Langue
Português (Brasil)
Collections de lecteurs présentant cette histoire :
Underneath the dark water
+16•3 500 mots•Histórias originais•Drame•Suspense•Shounen-ai
Slow dancing in the dark
+16•1 674 mots•Ensemble Stars•Drame•Romance•Shounen-ai•Amitié
Pearl
+14•1 350 mots•Histórias originais•Drame•Shounen-ai
dark blue
+16•3 813 mots•Hypnosis Mic•Drame•Shounen-ai
an essay of greed
+16•609 mots•Hypnosis Mic•Shounen-ai
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