ENTHRALLED (THE ENSLAVED DUET #1) by GIANA DARLING
Release Date: March 29, 2019
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It was the biggest day of my life.
I know most people say that about something joyous; a graduation, a wedding ceremony, the birth of their
first child. My situation was a little different.
Sure, it was my eighteenth birthday, but it was also the day that I was sold.
Sold to a man with hair like a crown of gold and eyes blacker than the darkest pits of Hell.
He bought me to own me, to control me, and to use me as a means to an end.
I was his tool and his weapon.
And through it all, somehow, I also became his salvation.
Pain. Unimaginable pain.
Pleasure. Mind-bending Pleasure.
Pleasure and pain. Heaven and Hell.
Enthralled is both and one in the same. Exquisite pain and innumerable counts of pleasure. A blessing and a curse. Cosima is a pawn with no idea her value or worth. She is merely a puppet on a string. She may get to act like a "real girl" but she never truly knew who held the strings. Once she does know everything thing changes. I
Monsters are real but they are not where you expect them. In this book, no one hides under the bed. No one hides in the closet. No. These monsters hide behind pretty facades, fancy clothes, and familiar masks.
The dictionary has two definitions for enthralled:
1. capture the fascinated attention of.
Both are highly appropriate.
Beware of monsters. Guard your heart. And whatever you do, do not fall in love.
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I was locked in the dark but it was more than an absence of light. It was the blackness of my own solitude, the quantum hole at the center of my soul that was slowly sucking away at everything that made me me.
I tried to write an encyclopedia of Cosima facts to cement my sense of self in the chaos of night that had become my life.
Cosima Ruth Lombardi.
Born August 2nd 1998 in Naploi, Italia to Caprice Maria Lombardi and Seamus Patrick Moore.
My favourite colour was wine red, captured in a glass and held over rich, warm candlelight.
I loved poppies best of all flowers because they reminded me of me in a way that was narcissistic but true. They were bold as blood, stark against the softer colours of the traditional Italian countryside. They demanded notice and received it. But their beauty was short-lived and fragile as the thin silk of their petals. They fell to bits within a week and scattered on the wind.
I felt very much like one of those black centered blooms, falling apart with every breath I took without even one witness to my dematerialization.
He wanted me like this.
Lost like decaying particles in a petri dish.
I didn’t have to hear his British accented voice clipping the words into neat little explanations to understand why.
He wanted me broken.
A beautiful, hollow shell to break open and f*ck into.
About the Author:
Giana Darling is a Top 40 Amazon Best Selling Canadian romance writer who specializes in the taboo and angsty side of love and romance. She currently lives in beautiful British Columbia where she spends time riding on the back of her man's bike, baking pies, and reading snuggled up with her cat Persephone. She loves to hear from readers so please contact her at gianadarling[at]gmail.com if you have any questions or comments.
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