Historical

She spat, “Get off me!” and tried to wrench free.

I steadied myself and pinned her gently, drawing her hands above her head with mine.

She smelled of lilac and citrus, a bright, impossible scent that I wanted to bathe in. The sight of her—jaw set, lashes damp—clawed at something low and old in me. I get lost looking into her eyes. I get a sense of her anger, annoyance, fire and fierceness f...

"Allard is a seasoned author, and her experience shows in both the lapidary prose and the sensitivity with which she treats class division. Overall, this is a delightful, often funny story that also serves as a gimlet-eyed study of class division and the possibility of its transcendence. An unpretentiously philosophical assessment of class and love."~Kirkus Reviews"While the primary story follows ...

"Want me to kill him?" The mask made his voice sound too low and scary.

" Kill who?". I asked in fear

"Kill the man who made you cry" He whispered, his voice sending chills down my body.

Lily is forced into an arranged marriage with the crown Prince, Elliott but she was a daughter of a courtesan, so she was hated. Trapped in a loveless marriage, she finds comfort in the arms of his broth...