تسجيل الدخولI set the glass down on the table before I dropped it or shattered it. My hands were shaking too hard to trust my own motor functions.Bianca was still talking, something about her plans for the future, about alliances and trade agreements and all the things a proper heir should care about. But I co
Liora’s POVI stood frozen, the glass of punch still clutched in my hand so tightly I could feel the glass starting to crunch under my grip, as Bianca walked into the grand hall on my father’s arm.She looked like a queen already. The gown, the tiara, the way she held her head high as she surveyed t
I thought about Mrs. Oakes’ office and the letter with the gold trim and my father’s seal, and all the times I had opened my mouth and closed it again because I was being told to keep it a secret.I thought about Callum on the floor of that root cellar, pulling the rope off my wrists.I opened my mo
Liora’s POVI smelled cheap detergent and something faintly musty underneath the faint trace of fast food somewhere nearby. I blinked my eyes open and found a low, popcorn ceiling hanging above me, a large water stain in one corner.I frowned. The last thing I remembered, I was in a dark room. A cel
Callum’s POVEvery time I blinked, I saw her there. Liora. On the floor of that cellar. On her side. Still in the dress my mother had given her with her wrists behind her back, dirt on her cheek, and her skin as white as snow.It was my fault. All of it.I sat in the back seat with her head in my la
I wasn’t sure how much time passed before I heard the knock.Mia glanced at me. I sat up.The door opened and Callum stepped inside. The first thing I did was look at his face to see where we stood. He looked calmer than when he’d walked away, but not entirely settled. He glanced at Mia and Zane.“C
For a moment, just a moment, I could have sworn that everyone else had suddenly disappeared from the room. As those eyes found mine, normally so cold but now flickering with something that could have been amusement or perhaps something else entirely, I couldn’t seem to stop the way my face warmed f
Liora’s POV“Miss Belrose! If you aren’t going to pay attention in class, then I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”My cheeks flushed as I turned back to face the teacher, still picking a piece of gum out of my hair. The boy behind me snickered and sank down in his chair as I stammered to explain
If only I had tangible proof, then perhaps I could do something about it. But not yet.“I’m not sleeping with the King,” I said simply. “You misunderstood.”Freckles snorted. “Yeah, right. Then whose panties were those outside his apartment?”“It certainly explains why he was so nice to you at the c
Liora’s POVI didn’t expect Callum to agree to the drinking contest. Neither did anyone else, it seemed, because when he did, the entire room fell silent again. Everyone stared at him in shock.A moment later, though, the room erupted into cheers. Several pairs of hands pushed both Zane and Callum







