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Whisper of an Arrow

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Leia o romance Whisper of an Arrow escrito pelo autor ca_ndlemouse publicado no WebNovel. Layla would have never wanted to spend a night in a pool shack with her friends and their dumb ideas. Unfortunately, they were also her ride home, so she was stuck with them. Steadily, the windy day t...

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Layla would have never wanted to spend a night in a pool shack with her friends and their dumb ideas. Unfortunately, they were also her ride home, so she was stuck with them. Steadily, the windy day transformed into a night of devastation right before her eyes. But, with her best friend and her crush by her side, she should make it out alive. Right? - short story - horror - thriller - 5.5k words -

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It’s amazing! I love how different all the characters are and how they stay distinct. Even though the story is original and the plot is fine, the characters really make this story fun.

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