Hola readers!
You asked for it and I'm terrible at it...introducing The Broken Prince aesthetics + story snippets.
I am awful at digging up good quotes and finding eye candy photos but I love sharing more of my book with you so I will give this a shot.
I'm planning a cover reveal soon (*inset internal screaming*) and I cannot wait to share even more in the next few weeks!!!
I have been crazy busy the last while trying to write, prepare to publish and work 30 hours a week. My brain is going a little insane but I'm just feeling really excited about what is to come!

He wanted...he wanted...he did not even know what he wanted. He leaned against the stone wall, breathing. In. Out.
A weight crushed his shoulders, wrapped around his insides. Alone. All alone. He could never get through a day where he did not see the darkness. It was there, strangling him, turning him into what he never wanted to be.
He turned to the wall. A stone wall. A stone wall that may as well have been his life, holding him inside.
His hands closed into fists, the cold stone piercing him as he swung back.

✨“I’m not a monster, Serena.” He said the words carefully, as if he himself was trying to convince himself more than her.
Serena bit her lip. “I know.” And she did, really.