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456 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 2, 2020
First of all, in case you want to read the series or just this one note that the first part of this book is the short story The Royal Rebel so you don't have to read the separate book.
The reason why I didn't enjoy this book at all is that, in my humble opinion, there was no plot or character development in it. I think that almost the whole book was just a bunch of scenes with the H and the h together, nothing more. As for the characters, even though the author describes the heroine as independent, sassy and rebellious there's nothing that made me feel that this was the truth. I didn't feel any connection with them and I've definitely read about couples with more chemistry between them.
Also, something that I really didn't like was that even though their intimate scenes were only two or three they were quite extensive and I had to skip them.
This is just something I noticed and I wanted to mention it. There's a scene from the first night they spend together that in this book is told from Stellan's pov and in The Royal Rebel is told from Margot's pov. What I noticed is that the author uses the EXACT same phrases. I didn't like this at all, in my opinion it's not normal for two different people (please note that they're almost strangers) to think the same way. Yes, the scene is the same but their thoughts can't be.
I'm pretty disappointed with this book and I'm not sure if I'll read the next one in the series. To be honest I'm not sure I'll read from this author again, both this book and His Best Friend's Little Sister didn't work for me.


Lui indietreggia, sfilandosi la maglietta scura dalla testa. Spalanco gli occhi sul torace robusto e le braccia muscolose; ha perfino degli addominali tesi, che credevano non esistessero veramente, se non nei film. È veramente un gigante, discendente dei vichinghi... questo è quello che mi dice il mio cervello surriscaldato, comunque.
Io sono Margot-cazzuta-Keane, e mi costruisco la mia strada nel mondo. Nel bene e nel male, sarò sempre indipendente. Ho toccato il fondo della società: per la previdenza sociale, per i miei genitori dispersi e per l'incertezza di non sapere da dove sarebbe arrivato il prossimo pasto. Sono stata senzatetto e perfino in affidamento minorile per un po'. Quello che ho imparato in tutto quel periodo è una fiera indipendenza e un genere di ostinazione che può far vergognare il diavolo stesso. E, per quanto ci provino, non riusciranno a togliermele.