ISABELLAI had spent my entire life living in the luxury of some of Europe’s finest noble homes. Hell, for the last five years, I had managed to get away with living in Fresonia’s royal castle. I was used to servants waiting on me hand and foot, and waking to bubble baths and pressed linens.Sleepin
Roofies were not supposed to smell like anything. This had the faint, distinct scent of hemlock.Charles did not want me to drug Felix. He wanted me to kill him.“You want me to poison Felix?!” I was practically screaming. I didn’t care.“Now, now, Isabella,” Charles said, “there’s no need for the d
MILATrue to their word, Isla and Marie picked me up the next morning in a sporty red car. BRIDE TO BE had been spray-painted on the back windshield in big, bold letters.The sight made me laugh. I had never really had friends before, and to have found both of these women in the past few weeks felt
FELIXMy bachelor party was being held in the banquet hall of the castle, which had been turned into a private nightclub, thanks to the efforts of twin lords Richard and Robert from Wisteria. I gave them free reign, under the strict directions of “nothing too crazy.”As soon as I saw the strobe ligh
“My lord,” she said in a husky tone, her voice slightly muddled by the veil. “I was sent to deliver this to you personally.”I rolled my eyes. “One of the lads sent over a drink?”“Made especially for you,” she purred. She leaned over, in a clear attempt to shove her cleavage in my face. I sighed an
FELIXI stalked through the halls of the castle, Albert and Joseph behind me.“Gather the men I listed for the war council,” I said grimly. “It’s time to meet.”“They’ve all been partying all night,” Joseph said, his voice tinged with concern.“Then pour some black coffee in them and slap them back
ISABELLAAs I slumped in the backseat of the getaway car, all I could think about was how quickly my life had turned upside down.Mere weeks ago I was blindly following around Felix like a puppy dog, desperate for scraps of his attention, knowing deep down that he would never choose me over his Dest
CHARLESI flew swiftly into the night, leaving the hidden encampment below me.So Isabella had not been successful. Pity. She was a nice girl, desperate for a place to belong. I knew exactly which strings of her to pull to get her on my side, and it had all worked out splendidly. She needed to feel