(#3 of American Queen)
Author: Sierra Simone
Genre: Erotica Romance, BDSM, Menage
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They say that every tragic hero has a fatal flaw, a secret sin, a tiny stitch sewn into his future since birth. And here I am. My sins are no longer secret. My flaws have never been more fatal. And I’ve never been closer to tragedy than I am now.
I am a man who loves, a man whose love demands much in return. I am a king, a king who was foolish enough to build a kingdom on the bones of the past. I am a husband and a lover and a soldier and a father and a president.
And I will survive this.
Long live the king.
After the bombshells that were unreleased in American Prince, I was preparing myself for a emotional end to the series. The last book is both sad and a happy occasion. Another book is released and yet it will be the last. A bittersweet moment.
I might once again be a king worth kneeling to.
Although, I can't really talk about what happens without constantly saying 'Spoiler, spoiler, spoiler alert!' So instead, I'll talk about my feelings while reading. There was definitely apprehension and nail biting at the beginning because I feared for my favourite characters and what they were about to go through.
Sierra Simone is a master craftswoman weaving her magic. The words flow over you like water. They carry you along so effortlessly that without knowing it, you are inside the story feeling each betrayal, heart break and tender moment deep inside your very soul. I love what she did with this last book. Yes she squeezed my heart, shattered it and then proceed to shred it into smaller pieces. But she did repair it. After many, many tears ;) And yet, I love her for it. It was the story I didn't know I wanted and somehow it felt right. The beginning, the middle and the end. All of it. I will say this about the ending, it was fitting. Doesn't reveal much does it? Well, I want you to experience the story in all its glory. I experienced the highest highs and the lowest lows and wondered if my heart would survive. And before I knew it, the tale was done and my heart wept. I didn't want it to end.
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