From #1 New York Times Bestselling author Jennifer L. Armentrout, comes THE PRINCE, a new novella in her Wicked Series, brought to you by 1,001 Dark Nights! Be sure to grab your copy today!
OK, so The Prince or well Caden just might be giving my favorite JLA hero, Aiden, a run for his money! No joke, it surprised the heck out of me, but I absolutely love Caden. Ever since we were introduced to him in Wicked, I just KNEW there was something about him that wasn’t all bad. I was so intrigued and curious about him, and as I read through the first 3 books in this series, none of them would fulfill my questions about him. And although this is a standalone and a great introduction to the Wicked series, I totally recommend reading this series from book 1. You’ll learn a bit more about the Prince and the other characters that are mentioned.
Once Brave ended and knew that The Prince was going to be a novella part of the 1,001 Dark Nights, I was beyond excited to learn more about him. And there was a subtle and quick exchange between Brighton and Caden at the end of Brave, some may have missed it, but it’s there and I was left dying to know more.
Like I’ve mentioned countless of times before, I love JLA’s heroines. Brighton was such a different character than she’s written before, but I love everything about her. She suffers such a tragic loss right in the beginning, she quickly becomes filled with revenge. Being a part of the Order, she was never trained to fight and was instead given an admin job. But deep down, she’s a fighter or a warrior true and true. She wants to right wrongs. The character development for Brighton is absolutely amazing, so well done. Things haven’t been easy for her, but I loved her tenacity to keep pushing through. And even by the end, it looks like there’s just, even more, she’ll be getting through.
Once I finished, there was still so many questions that I needed answering. Caden was so alluring and still a bit of a mystery. He’s a bit of a brood and doesn’t exactly say much, but he still oozes sexiness without even trying. When 70% of the book passed by, there was no way Brighton and Caden’s story was over. I just wanted so much more and I have absolutely no idea when we’ll get it. That was probably the only bummer is that we didn’t get the whole story in this one. But I’m completely invested in their story! I want to know more about the royal history of Caden’s family because that would explain soooo much, which you’ll have to learn all on your own.
Absolutely loved this novella and this series, well done!
I opened my eyes, but I didn’t see the sun. I saw a form… a shape of a man. The features blurred, but I knew the man. It was him.
But that also didn’t make sense. None of this made sense. Confusion crept into the fuzz crowding my thoughts. Something was off. I tried to lift my hand, but my arm felt like it was weighted down. Something was wrong, very badly wrong, and I needed to remember—
The desire to slip away hit me hard and fast, obliterating the confusion and consciousness, and I slept. I slept for what felt like years and then I heard a steady beeping. It intruded on wherever I was, becoming so loud, so obnoxious to me, that I had to pay attention to it. A part of my consciousness zeroed in on the sound, clung to it, and I followed it back, tethering myself to the rhythm. With each passing second, my surroundings became clearer. Footsteps. I heard footsteps. Whispers. There was the sound of hushed voices. I dragged in a deep breath, and a shock hit my system. The breath hurt. Like my chest and ribs were too tight and a simple deep breath was too much to take—
I saw her in my mind, as clear as day.
I saw her lying on her back in the darkness, her eyes wide and fixed on mine. There was nothing behind those eyes. No life. Nothing.
The beeping sound sped up.
The horrifying image of my mom faded like smoke, replaced by luminous skin and bloody smiles and taunts and…
Pools of blood. Actual pools of it. The ruby-red liquid spilled across stone, forming rivulets that ran between the spacing in the pavers. Why had there been so much blood? A vague feeling of wet warmth bubbling up my throat and choking me swept through me.
“Bri? Are you awake? Brighton?”