Sweet Poison
15 hrs. 59 min.
Language
Russian
Author
Parker S. Huntington
Author
Parker S. Huntington
Narrator
Vladislav Gorbylyev
Narrator
Ekaterina Bulgaru
Description
A story of devastating psychological wounds, pain that won’t let go, and the meeting of two people who become each other’s lifeline. It’s a sensual, dark, tense drama with sharp emotional ups and downs—and real “glass” that you can see through.
It will suit those who love dark romance and books in the spirit of Sierra Simone, Penelope Douglas, El Kennedy, and Cora Reilly.
On Valentine’s Day, I didn’t belong on that roof. Neither did Kellan Marketti— the school outcast. We collided where people normally put an end to things; both of us stood at the edge. But instead of an ending, our personal tragedies unexpectedly braided into one tight thread, and something like a connection appeared between us—something you can’t just shrug off. We backed away and made a strange agreement: to meet on that roof every Valentine’s Day until school ended.
One day a year. One place. Two anxious souls. We kept our word for three years. On the fourth, Kellan made his choice, and I had to live with what he left behind. And just when it seemed everything was over, a different story began. They say all love stories are similar, but each has its own flavor. Mine is bitter and poisonous, shameful, burned by crimson scars. My name is Charlotte Richards, but you can call me Poison.
It will suit those who love dark romance and books in the spirit of Sierra Simone, Penelope Douglas, El Kennedy, and Cora Reilly.
On Valentine’s Day, I didn’t belong on that roof. Neither did Kellan Marketti— the school outcast. We collided where people normally put an end to things; both of us stood at the edge. But instead of an ending, our personal tragedies unexpectedly braided into one tight thread, and something like a connection appeared between us—something you can’t just shrug off. We backed away and made a strange agreement: to meet on that roof every Valentine’s Day until school ended.
One day a year. One place. Two anxious souls. We kept our word for three years. On the fourth, Kellan made his choice, and I had to live with what he left behind. And just when it seemed everything was over, a different story began. They say all love stories are similar, but each has its own flavor. Mine is bitter and poisonous, shameful, burned by crimson scars. My name is Charlotte Richards, but you can call me Poison.
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