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Fandom One Shots Book Two

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Read Fandom One Shots Book Two fanfiction written by the author Deathdujour on WebNovel, This serial novel genre is others fanfic stories, ✓ Newest updated ✓ All rights reserved

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Collection of small one shots about various fandoms. Criminal Minds, NCIS, NCIS: Los Angeles, NCIS: New Orleans, Hawaii5-0, The Originals, Star Trek, Supernatural, The Avengers, The Kingsman: Secret Service, Bones, Once Upon A Time, Gotham, Mission Impossible, CSI:NY, CSI:LA, James Bond, MacGyver (reboot), Batman (Christopher Nolan, DC), Blue Bloods, One Chicago, Chicago: Med, Chicago: PD, Chicago: Fire

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