Title: Dirty Prince
Series: Scarsdale
Royals, Book One
Author: V. Darling
Genre: High School
Bully Romance
Release Date: March 12, 2020
Review Source: Give Me Books Promotions
There’s only one
thing you need to know about Scarsdale High.
The Royals rule
here.
We say when to
jump and how high, and the rest follow like lemmings because to do otherwise is
social suicide.
As cheer
captain, I have everything I’ve ever wanted, including Scarsdale’s star
quarterback, Navrin Fox.
There’s just one
problem … his twin brother.
Lev Fox knows
exactly how to push my buttons—he’s been doing it since childhood, after
all—but when I give into my baser instincts and let the boy I hate best me in a
battle of wills, it’s not only my reputation as Queen Bee on the line, it’s my
heart too.
Secrets,
betrayal, and lies—that’s what we Royals do best.
But no one ever
said anything about love.
Scout a spoiled rich girl, who is with Nav, the
safe bet of the Fox brothers. She fights her feelings for the other, who
absolutely sets her soul on fire She has a decision to make, but will she make
it before her dirty secret is exposed and hurts the ones she loves.
“You’re sick.
You know that?” But even as I say it, I know we’re both infected, tainted,
ailing from the same illness, and neither one of us will do anything to cure
it. There is no cure for a love as vicious and cruel as this. There’s only
embracing what we are, what we have, and what we’ll do to one another. What
we’ll do to see each other fall.
“I want you to leave me alone.” I pant
as his hands work my pussy faster and his cock pumps into my ass harder.
“I don’t think that’s true,” he
whispers.
I gasp, struggling for breath as I climb
closer to climax. “I hate you so much it hurts.”
“I know.” He bites down on my shoulder.
The way a beast might bite the neck of his consort as he fucks her and claims
her as his.
I always thought of Lev as a big bad
wolf so in love with his own solitude—angry and untouchable—but he’s not. He’s
a fox, sly and cunning, determined to shred, and tear until there is nothing
left.
He groans as he spills inside me, and
the sensations push me over the edge. My body clenches tight around him, riding
him, milking him, and all the while he fucks me harder through my orgasm.
When the only sound in the room is our
labored breaths, and the sweat cools on our bodies, he releases my shoulder and
smiles. “The feeling is fucking mutual, Cub.”
V is for Vixen,
Vamp, Vexing, and Veronica—because I’m so NOT a Betty.
V is whomever
you want her to be.
V. Darling is
also the pseudonym of a USA Today bestselling author.
She has penned
many books, none of those start with V.
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