Excerpt: You may now kiss the bride was what I heard, but what happened next took my breath away. Instead of feeling Darius’ warm lips on mine, I felt warm tears cascading down my cheeks as Darius collapsed. The perpetrator stood there with malice on their face and a bloody knife in their hands. Who is the perpetrator? Whose story is this? What caused this catastrophe? Who is behind this? Will this person find happiness? All these questions and more will be answered in Perfidy’s Knife.

Excerpt: “Wait, before we do anything there is something that I must tell you,” she said. He looked at her with anticipation and she continued, “My first kiss was stolen two years ago, by a boy who I thought was my friend. He was the only person that spoke to me when I first moved into the palace when I was fourteen. I know that isn’t what you want to hear, as you should be my first in everything. And for that I am truly sorry but I thought that you should know.” He smirked at her and lifted his mask causing her to feel light-headed as a flood of emotions hit her hard. Author's Note:Who is speaking? Why is he wearing a mask? What caused her light-headedness? Will he accept her still? All these questions and more would be answered in Arranged Aristocracy.

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