Rina Kent: Empire of Desire – Értékelés | Empire of Desire by Rina Kent – Review

 

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Sorozat: Empire

A sorozat kötetei:

Empire of Desire

Empire of Sin

Empire of Hate

Empire of Lust

Fülszöveg:

My forbidden husband.

 

I kissed my father’s best friend and it kind of didn’t go well.

Not only because he’s eighteen years older than me—but he also didn’t like it.

Not one bit.

In my defense, I didn’t mean to fall for him. It just happened.

Nathaniel Weaver is the most attractive man I’ve ever seen with enough charisma to blind the sun.

He’s bigger than the world, owns half of it and conquered the other half.

He was forbidden.

Wrong.

So I totally got over him. Or so I told myself.

Until we’re forced to get married.

Now I’m trapped.

But maybe he’s trapped too.

Because we’re both reaching for that forbidden fruit dangling between us.

 

Empire of Desire is a complete STANDALONE. No book should be read prior to this.

Note: This is NOT a dark romance.

 

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Megjelenés ideje: 2020. december 15.

Sorozat: Blame it on the Alcohol

A sorozat kötetei:

Blame it on the Champagne

Blame it on the Tequila

Oldalak száma: 346

Fülszöveg:

There’s only one thing to do when you wake up, married to your brand new boss, whom you hate but can’t resist: You blame the champagne.

I blame the bubbles for my wild night with a masked stranger.

Who cares if it's nothing this good girl would normally do--with a man that turns out to be my horrible boss?

Who cares that I’m promised to someone else?

I blame the alcohol for agreeing to marry him.

As long as my new husband keeps his mouth shut, I can survive five years of our little arrangement. It’s too late for anything else.

But our impromptu wedding leads to so much more than I bargained for. His dirty promises warm me. His kisses make me lightheaded. His respect slips past my best defenses. The hate turns to friendship, and makes me dream of more. He’s like the most dangerous kind of champagne.

That’s why I blame him for making me fall in love with him.

But when I find out our marriage was nothing more than revenge, what’s to blame for my broken heart?