Reign - Noir, Roxie

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Résumé :
Prince Kostya has his life planned out: obey his father the king, marry an appropriate woman, and ascend the throne. After decades of political turmoil in his tiny country, the least he can do is serve his people well. That means doing what's expected of him. Enter Hazel Sung, American hot mess-emphasis on hot. Hazel's in Kostya's tiny country for a good time, not a long time. She's spent the past month backpacking Europe after dropping out of medical school, and she's ending her tour by spending a month with her ambassador mom. It's unfortunate that, at their first formal meeting, she's in sweats and hasn't showered in two days. It's bad that at her welcome banquet, she accidentally drinks too much and has to leave. And when he catches her up on the ramparts one night, it's completely terrible how much she makes the serious, strait-laced prince laugh. Kostya shouldn't even be looking at the ambassador's daughter, let alone sneaking out of the castle to show her the city. Kissing her goes against every rule he knows, but Hazel makes it so easy to forget. And scaling the castle wall to her bedroom? That could cause an international incident. But when the crown is at stake, who will Kostya choose-his country, or the woman he loves? Reign is a high-heat standalone romance. It's for fans of princes and commoners, opposites attract, grumpy/sunshine stories, and anyone who loves a fairy tale ending. It's got an ex-military hero who's a little uptight and a messy, quirky heroine who brings out his soft side. It's got tons of steamy scenes, lots of spice, and of course there's an HEA....

Sommaire:
Some fairy tales start after midnight. The crown prince and I have nothing in common.Kostya's quiet, serious, and straight-laced, the heir to a centuries-old throne.I'm the ambassador's daughter, backpacking Europe after dropping out of med school.He's a rugged, battle-hardened soldier who spent four years in the Royal Guard and might not know how to smile.I accidentally got drunk at my own welcome banquet.Sure, he's crazy hot in a 'fairy tale royalty come to life' kind of way, but Kostya is way out of my league -- and most importantly, he isn't even interested. Formal, aloof politeness is all I'll ever get from him, and that's fine with me.He's a prince, for Pete's sake, and I'm just some American girl.But then there's the night I can't sleep, so I sneak onto the castle ramparts - only to discover that I'm not the only one with an insomnia problem. On the roof, far away from the demands of the state, Kostya is completely different.He's relaxed. He's charming. He's pleasant.He's flirty. And most of all, Kostya's definitely not the uptight, rule-abiding prince I thought he was.I know better than to get hot and heavy with a foreign head of state, but what's a commoner to do? He gives me smoldering, panty-fire-lighting looks from across every room. He has a secret smile that means I want you. He talks dirty to me in his mother tongue.There can't be an us. Kostya's destined to marry someone politically expedient, and whatever I'm destined for, it's not becoming royalty. After all, aren't fairy tales just stories?...