Pucking Found

Kinsley

When I was ten years old, in the middle of the night, my father took me from the only home and friend I ever had. For the next eighteen years, every day was a living hell. Never my own life, wishing every day would be my last. My dreams were my only salvation. Dreaming of the boy from my childhood, the one I dreamt would save me, but the day never came. My Knight.

Gunnar

I met the girl I was destined to marry when we were six years old. She was my best friend. One night, her father for...