The Rebel and the Runaway
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Last published Fri, Jul 24, 2015
Back before the fiftieth selection of Illea. Back before Kenneth had won the heart of the Prince, the Heir. She had fallen in love with a diffrent type of boy. The opposite of a Prince; a boy who had nothing but his family and his organization to call his own. She fell for a brown eyed rebel. Easton Young. This is his story. His first chance at love and how he screwed it all up.
[Selection Fanfic from my instagram account @selectingschreave ]
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