The Beast Prince
(2022)
The Beast Prince
(2022)
Elise
I never had it easy despite my pretty face.
But at least I had options.
Now, I’m left with two: run or become a gangster’s pet.
Thing is, if I run, then my brother’s cellmates will kill him.
Just as I brace myself for the worst, an austere man shows up on my doorstep.
His name is Theo, and he’s disfigured by horrible burns. His left eye—blue and piercing—is the only intact spot on his face.
Theo says he’ll help me. In return he wants me to locate an antique key.
We strike a deal.
Beggars, choosers, you know. Real-life damsels in distress don't get to pick the cutest heroes.
And yet, by an ironic quirk of fate, Theo turns me on more than any man ever has.
Theo
What good is it being a crown prince, when you’re cut off from your bodyguards and trapped in a cabin?
The situation is dire.
There’s no reception. My enemies are closing in. The hope to find the Key—and to save my country—is quickly fading away.
As if that wasn’t enough, I’m stranded here with a woman.
A rare beauty, no doubt. But she’s foreign, low-born and sister to a contemptible low life. In other words, too far beneath me for her charms to work.
Not that she’s trying, mind you.
And yet, I find myself craving her touch so badly I’d trade the crown for it!
I never had it easy despite my pretty face.
But at least I had options.
Now, I’m left with two: run or become a gangster’s pet.
Thing is, if I run, then my brother’s cellmates will kill him.
Just as I brace myself for the worst, an austere man shows up on my doorstep.
His name is Theo, and he’s disfigured by horrible burns. His left eye—blue and piercing—is the only intact spot on his face.
Theo says he’ll help me. In return he wants me to locate an antique key.
We strike a deal.
Beggars, choosers, you know. Real-life damsels in distress don't get to pick the cutest heroes.
And yet, by an ironic quirk of fate, Theo turns me on more than any man ever has.
Theo
What good is it being a crown prince, when you’re cut off from your bodyguards and trapped in a cabin?
The situation is dire.
There’s no reception. My enemies are closing in. The hope to find the Key—and to save my country—is quickly fading away.
As if that wasn’t enough, I’m stranded here with a woman.
A rare beauty, no doubt. But she’s foreign, low-born and sister to a contemptible low life. In other words, too far beneath me for her charms to work.
Not that she’s trying, mind you.
And yet, I find myself craving her touch so badly I’d trade the crown for it!
