Queen of two countries
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  • Reads 164
  • Votes 10
  • Parts 6
  • Time 1h 11m
Ongoing, First published Jul 08, 2020
Kenna had an arranged marriage to Harold styles since she was 6. She fell in love with his brother Niall, the kings bastard. What happens when she's of age and has to rule Scotland and France? Will she be with her love Niall or marry Harold the future King of France? Or will she leave it all behind and run away? Read to find out what happens!
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The Last Burden

56 parts Complete Mature

"I hate you." Was all I could manage to say, given the fact that I was battling my emotions. I just lost all four of my brothers, and I'm being taken by our most greatest rival. We've been enemies for centuries. Our gangs have never gotten along because we always treat each other with disrespect and steal each other's junk. Not to mention we go into each other's territory and rob what could of been theirs. There's no doubt in my mind I will be treated horribly while I'm in the arms of my enemies. They won't show any mercy and they will be very abusive when needed. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if they beat me up because they were bored. "Well guess what? We hate you too." Harry commented before he slammed the door shut and made his way to the passenger seat. "I'd say get comfortable and enjoy the ride since it's gonna be long. But since you're the f***ing enemy, have fun living in hell for the rest of your life darling. Your life is in my hands now." Harry grinned evilly as I felt my breath hitch in the back of my throat.