From #1 New York Times Bestselling author Jennifer L. Armentrout, comes THE PRINCE, a new novella in her Wicked Series, brought to you by 1,001 Dark Nights! Be sure to grab your copy today!
From #1 New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Jennifer L. Armentrout comes a new story in her Wicked series…
Title: The Prince
Author: Jennifer L. Armentrout
Series: Wicked #3.5
Genre: New Adult Paranormal Romance
Release Date: August 14th, 2018
Source: E-galley from InkSlinger PR
My rating: 5 stars
She’s everything he wants….
Cold. Heartless. Deadly. Whispers of his name alone bring fear to fae and mortals alike. The Prince. There is nothing in the mortal world more dangerous than him. Haunted by a past he couldn’t control, all Caden desires is revenge against those who’d wronged him, trapping him in never-ending nightmare. And there is one person he knows can help him.
She’s everything he can’t have…
Raised within the Order, Brighton Jussier knows just how dangerous the Prince is, reformed or not. She’d seen firsthand what atrocities he could be capable of. The last thing she wants to do is help him, but he leaves her little choice. Forced to work alongside him, she begins to see the man under the bitter ice. Yearning for him feels like the definition of insanity, but there’s no denying the heat in his touch and the wicked promise is his stare.
She’s everything he’ll take….
But there’s someone out there who wants to return the Prince to his former self. A walking, breathing nightmare that is hell bent on destroying the world and everyone close to him. The last thing either of them needs is a distraction, but with the attraction growing between them each now, the one thing he wants more than anything may be the one thing that will be his undoing.
She’s everything he’d die for….
Of course one thing I really, really enjoyed was that even though our main characters weren’t Ren and Ivy from the original trilogy, we still got lots and lots of Tink! I love Tink so much, and he was still so much fun in this story! I’ll probably read any story that’s got him in it, but even more now, I need to know about the King!!!
shape of a man. The features blurred, but I knew the man. It was him.
Confusion crept into the fuzz crowding my thoughts. Something was off. I tried
to lift my hand, but my arm felt like it was weighted down. Something was
wrong, very badly wrong, and I needed to remember—
the confusion and consciousness, and I slept. I slept for what felt like years
and then I heard a steady beeping. It intruded on wherever I was, becoming so
loud, so obnoxious to me, that I had to pay attention to it. A part of my
consciousness zeroed in on the sound, clung to it, and I followed it back,
tethering myself to the rhythm. With each passing second, my surroundings
became clearer. Footsteps. I heard footsteps. Whispers. There was the sound of
hushed voices. I dragged in a deep breath, and a shock hit my system. The
breath hurt. Like my chest and ribs
were too tight and a simple deep breath was too much to take—
and fixed on mine. There was nothing behind those eyes. No life. Nothing.
luminous skin and bloody smiles and taunts and…
spilled across stone, forming rivulets that ran between the spacing in the
pavers. Why had there been so much blood? A vague feeling of wet warmth
bubbling up my throat and choking me swept through me.
“Bri? Are you awake? Brighton?”