When I scowl, I think about how unlucky I am, to have three crazy protective Russians as stepbrothers.
When I cry, I tell myself I’ll never do anything to jeopardize what we have.
But oh, when I moan…I tell myself it’s just for work.
When I moan, no one should know I can only feel this beautiful, terrible need to touch and be touched by secretly fantasizing about him---
The gorgeous Russian celebrity every girl wants to own---
And the one man I’m forbidden to even want…because he’s the stepbrother I’ve fallen in love with.
So I just moan, knowing that one day he’d fall for another girl and then I’ll have to close my eyes, hoping that my moans can mask my tears.
They called him the golden boy of the Afxisi, a college org during the day and an underground racing club at night.
Like his brothers, Yuri was rich, powerful, gorgeous, and devastatingly sexy.
Unlike his brothers, Yuri did not leave a trail of broken hearts behind him.
Yuri was the angel amidst all the other Greek devils, they said.
I liked hearing that about him. It gave me hope that when we do meet again, he would remember his promise, and he would keep it.
He would take one look at me and he wouldn’t mind that I wasn’t…okay.
He wouldn’t mind I wasn’t…normal.
If he was everything I prayed he would be, he’d take one look at me and love me, like he had promised.
News traveled fast, and the area was soon swarming with people – reporters who were out to sensationalize this unprecedented sight, gawking guests who were titillated by the hint of scandal in the air, and men like Mahmud, who didn’t hesitate to sow seeds of discord to further their cause.
Terrible accusations began to take shape, broadcasted in viral headlines---
Queen Harper publicly disavowing marriage to travel alone and leave Ramil?
Princess Safiya, daughter of Sheikh Mahmud, to be Ramil’s next queen?
Ramilians to be fined if found offering aid to Queen Harper?
Later, there would also be stories of loyalty – of how secret enemies of the sheikh had incited a rabble, and of the queen’s most trusted guards coming to her defense. Witnesses had sworn they heard the queen tearfully begging her loyal guards not to endanger themselves for her, but still they had shed blood for her, their loyalty to her unwavering.
You will always be our queen.
And when the tide seemed to swell in the favor of the sheikh’s enemies, there came the thundering, ground-crushing sound of the army’s footsteps, led by the king and his vassals. They fought their way to the queen’s side, infallible in their power, strength, and valor –
It was a breathtaking sight, witnesses from that night were known to avow. But what they would never ever forget was the sight of their king finding his queen---
Only to let her go---
You are free, my love.
Enjoy reading Marian Tee’s first sheikh romance – set in the desert kingdom of Ramil, this epic, no-cliffhanger love story is destined to break your hearts and sweep you off your feet.
The solution: Bobby Granger. Bobby, which was short for Roberta, supposedly the smartest girl in school and recently voted as Young Philanthropist of the Year.
Unfortunately, she was not his type - snarky, old-fashioned, bookish, and most importantly of all – the kind who needed to be in love before going to bed with a guy.
High maintenance was his first thought. Find another girl was what his initial instincts told him. But then Leandro accidentally saw her naked, and he knew he was just going to have to lie about falling in love with her.
NOTE: This was previously published as a two-part serial (Heart Racer and Driven by Love).
Most people waited a lifetime to find the one meant for them – and they were the lucky ones. But then there were the others, people who never had to wait, people who had just known, soulmates who had found their way to each other before destiny could make up its mind about them---
Just because you knew someone was meant for you didn’t make that person yours.