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Just The Way I Like It ✌(najia Style)
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  • Reads 3,483
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  • Parts 23
  • Time 2h 49m
Ongoing, First published Apr 22, 2020
She is Susan Edward. A very beautiful brown skin Nigerian girl who was born and raised up in Canada. But now she is back --- back to her homeland, Nigeria to finish her education. However, she received the shock of her life...

When she has to experience things she wouldn't suppose to. Getting mixed up with bad people, problems and deadly situations.

Turning Nigeria and Canada into two different worlds. Love, drama, excitement all came to play in her life and what happens when the devil himself comes over to visit?

Give this book a chance pls🙏

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