Synopsis: A princess must find her place in a reborn world.
She flees on her wedding day.
She steals ancient documents from the Chancellor’s secret collection.
She is pursued by bounty hunters sent by her own father.
She is Princess Lia, seventeen, First Daughter of the House of Morrighan.
The Kingdom of Morrighan is steeped in tradition and the stories of a bygone world, but some traditions Lia can’t abide. Like having to marry someone she’s never met to secure a political alliance.
Fed up and ready for a new life, Lia flees to a distant village on the morning of her wedding. She settles in among the common folk, intrigued when two mysterious and handsome strangers arrive—and unaware that one is the jilted prince and the other an assassin sent to kill her. Deceptions swirl and Lia finds herself on the brink of unlocking perilous secrets—secrets that may unravel her world—even as she feels herself falling in love.
Date Published: July 8, 2014
Series: The Remnant Chronicles
Date Read: November 10, 2014
Beguiling. Cunning. Intricate. Beautiful in hundred different ways.
Dear heart, be still. Those were the words I have been telling myself right after I finished reading The Kiss of Deception. I cannot even begin to string the right words to at least give justice to this exquisite book. It was deceiving as it was fascinating, enthralling as it was suspenseful, maddening as it was addictive. It is the kind of book that you thought you had all figured out, and all of sudden it would swing at you when you least expect it. The title did not include deception for no reason. It was meant to deceive its readers. I was deceived for a good part there, and it was the good kind of deception. I was constantly at the edge of my seat, patiently waiting for everything to unfold the way I had predicted it, but it will turn 360 degrees and you are back at square one. To say it was a total page-turner is an understatement of all eras combined. The hype was all so real, I now understand the rave surrounding this book.
The setting was perfectly laid out, the plot weaved with ease, the characters will surprise you in more ways than one and the whole book will just draw you like a helpless moth into a flame and you will gladly succumbed, letting fire caught up with your fragile body. It will leave you in a daze, in a trance, in a majestic stupor whirling you in, deeper than you could possible allow yourself to. All I remember when it ended was there was this gaping hole left inside me aching for more.
I wouldn’t want to divulge much of the story because I wanted readers to felt the immense amazement I felt, the constant itching to know more. Oh what I would trade to read it for the first time. Now I could not wait for The Heart of Betrayal, just release us of this agony and give it to us sooner than later. The long wait will seriously kill me.
Maybe there were a hundred different ways to fall in love