The Viking's Celt
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Its 1850 BC in the lush lands of Ireland; the home to Celtic men and women- who of which sheath their weapons for battle, ready to fight alongside their men. Fighting to keep the land that is rightfully theirs out of the greedy clasp of the blonde and murderous Vikings.
Grant has been to Ireland once before; meeting and falling for one of the feistiest lasses he has ever cast eye on. Though as blood born enemy's, a happy marriage and a peaceful ever after are a long shot. Grant cares not though. He is determined to claim the Celt as his own- no other would do.
It seems just pure luck that his raiding party called dibs on Ireland as their next target....not only her country, but her very village......and Grant is determined to get no less than victory.
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