Cantarella.
Cantarella.

Cantarella.

Sinossi

''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 corso~1h 47min di lettura

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Sally F4ce

Sally F4ce

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“Venho aqui fazer minhas pequenas considerações, eu realmente não sou boa com palavras até porque descrever alguém ou algo é muito relativo e eu detesto me arriscar nessa área LOL mas, mesmo detestando eu o faço, pois nós fazemos de tudo para incentivar uma amiga que com tanta dedicação perde o seu precioso tempo para nos agraciar com suas histórias, logo é o mínimo com que eu posso contribuir, é tão pouco que chega a ser insignificante diante dessa ótima pessoa que é CreeperSchweetz, e eu digo isso com convicção, pois ela contribui para que o fandom de South Park cresça ainda mais e faça jus a grandes escritores que estão se revelando. Cantarella é uma obra que encanta pelo seu vocabulário peculiar e casal díspar de todos aqueles proposto no fandom”

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