Title: Prince of
Hearts
Series: Verona Legacy,
Book One
Author: L.A. Cotton
Genre: New Adult
Romance
Release Date: June 2, 2020
Review Source: Give Me Books Promotions
Arianna Capizola
is her father’s daughter.
Humble.
Hardworking. Honest.
She’d rather
spend her days helping at the local shelter than brushing shoulders with her
vain and entitled classmates.
Niccolò
Marchetti is his father’s son.
Dark. Dangerous.
Deceitful.
He’d rather
spend his days getting bloody in the ring than attending class and keeping up pretenses.
When their paths
cross at Montague University neither of them are willing to drop the walls,
they’ve spent so long building. But he can’t resist the girl with stars in her
eyes, and she can’t forget the guy who saved her that night.
There’s only one
catch.
Nicco isn’t
Arianne’s knight-in-shining armor, he’s the son of her father’s greatest enemy.
He is the enemy.
And their
families are at war.
**Prince of
Hearts is the first book in Nicco and Ari’s duet. Due to mature content that
some readers may find distressing, this book is recommended for readers 18+**
Holy hell, I
need the conclusion to Ari and Nicco’s story, now!! I can’t believe it ended
like this. My heart can’t take it!! What happens next? Oh, my mind and heart
are left reeling, needing the perfect love story ending. The mafia prince and
the enemy princess. His Goddess.
Oh, my heart. I
think this is probably the best angsty young love story I have read this year.
Wow. The passion, the mystery, the turmoil. It’s all so damming. I feel so
unbelievably frustrated and it’s a story. I felt like I was watching a movie,
watching it unravel and hoping and praying for the best outcome imaginable.
Nicco and Arianna were a great couple, written so well. Yet, the trash
characters were written equally as amazing. L.A. Cotton has been one of my
go-to authors for quite some time now and this is why. She knows how to grab
your attention and not let go. Even at the very end. I cannot wait for King of
Souls and I will be eagerly awaiting the day it releases.
Also available
in audio & print
“It’s a
beautiful night,” I said from the shadows.
“Nicco?” She
glanced around, searching for me. When her eyes landed on me standing by the
corner of the building, she stood up. “What do you want?”
“Ahh,
Bambolina.” I let out a weary sigh. “That is a loaded question.”
“Humor me.” Lina
took a step closer. The moonlight danced off the soft features of her face.
Jesus, she was
so fucking beautiful.
“I want to kiss
you.” I inched toward her, unable to resist the magnetic pull I felt whenever I
was around her. “I want to finish what we started earlier. I want to feel you
beneath me, hear you cry my name.”
I want to make
you mine.
“You couldn’t
get away from me fast enough earlier.” Her confused gaze cut me like a thousand
tiny blades over my skin.
“It’s not what
you think,” I said, moving closer still. Lina mirrored my movements until we
were standing in front of each other.
Until she was
close enough to touch.
“What’s
happening to us, Nicco?” she whispered. “Why do I feel like this?”
“What do you
feel like?” I brushed the hair off her neck. She had a thick hoodie pulled over
her body, but I was still able to stroke the skin beneath her ear. Lina’s eyes
drifted closed as she inhaled a shaky breath.
“I look for you
when you’re not there. I feel you when you’re close. I can’t get you out of my
head.” Her eyes opened again, fixing on mine. She smiled and it was like a bolt
of lightning to my heart.
This girl.
This innocent
sweet girl was ruining me.
Coming soon:
King of Souls,
Book Two (releasing August 11th)
Author of over
thirty mature young adult and new adult novels, L A is happiest writing the
kind of books she loves to read: addictive stories full of teenage angst,
tension, twists and turns.
Home is a small
town in the middle of England where she currently juggles being a full-time
writer with being a mother/referee to two little people. In her spare time (and
when she’s not camped out in front of the laptop) you’ll most likely find L A
immersed in a book, escaping the chaos that is life.
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