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𝙈𝙔 𝙈𝙊𝙊𝙉𝙇𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏___[ʟᴍᴋ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄ]
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  • Reads 52,075
  • Votes 2,439
  • Parts 27
  • Time 2h 25m
Ongoing, First published Jul 22, 2024
1 new part
LMK x Reader.
Sun Wukong x Female Macaque Reader.
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❝𝑃𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑡 𝑖𝑠, 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑐𝒉𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑠. 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑠𝒉 𝐼'𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝒉𝑎𝑛 𝐼 𝑑𝑖𝑑.❞

𝙈𝙔 𝙈𝙊𝙊𝙉𝙇𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏| Your past life was pushed back after that incident. However, when you met him, that old love surfaced. With these new adventures, you started to fall more for him. Would you give him a second chance?

Read to find out.
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╰┄➣© I don't own LMK.
╰┄➣© Artworks doesn't belong to me.
╰┄➣© Original idea belongs to Aishavity.
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