Bøger af Parker S Huntington

She's his sweetest desire...and his darkest secret.From Wall Street Journal bestsellers Parker S. Huntington and L.J. Shen comes a tantalizing forbidden romance between a broken Prince Charming and a disgraced Cinderella.The task was simple.Sneak into Potomac's most heavily guarded manor.Steal back my pendant. Slip out.Problem number one?America's most unattainable bachelor caught me.Problem number two?He decided to keep me. As the help.Zachary Sun's winter may be the coldest I've ever felt, but he makes my skin burn.Reserved, calculated, and savagely cruel, he thrives on the weaknesses of others.Little does he know, he just met his match.He may be American royalty.But this peasant will rise to become Queen.Authors' Notes: My Dark Desire is a standalone double-grump romance between a broken billionaire and a feisty maid unafraid to fight back. It is set in the decadent Dark Prince Road world.

She's his sweetest desire...and his darkest secret.From Wall Street Journal bestsellers Parker S. Huntington and L.J. Shen comes a tantalizing forbidden romance between a broken Prince Charming and a disgraced Cinderella.The task was simple.Sneak into Potomac's most heavily guarded manor.Steal back my pendant. Slip out.Problem number one?America's most unattainable bachelor caught me.Problem number two?He decided to keep me. As the help.Zachary Sun's winter may be the coldest I've ever felt, but he makes my skin burn.Reserved, calculated, and savagely cruel, he thrives on the weaknesses of others.Little does he know, he just met his match.He may be American royalty.But this peasant will rise to become Queen.Authors' Notes: My Dark Desire is a standalone double-grump romance between a broken billionaire and a feisty maid unafraid to fight back. It is set in the decadent Dark Prince Road world. This is the spicy cover version. The interior is identical to the main print edition.

I wasn't supposed to be on that roof on Valentine's Day. Neither was Kellan Marchetti, the school's designated freak. We met on the verge of ending our lives. Somehow, the tattered strings of our tragedies tangled and tightened into an unlikely bond. We decided not to take the plunge and agreed to check on each other every Valentine's Day until school ended. We kept our promise for three years. On the fourth, Kellan made a decision, and I was left to deal with the consequences. Just when I thought our story ended, another one began. They say all love stories look the same and taste different. Mine was venomous, disgraceful, and written in scarlet scars. My name is Charlotte Richards, but you can call me Venom.