Rina Kent

A standalone enemies-to-lovers, marriage of convenience romance. I fell for the villain. It happened back when I was a clueless girl. But he ruthlessly broke my heart and trapped it in a jar.
Since then, I've sworn to hate him to the end of my days. Eli King might be a savage devil, but l'm out of his way. And league. That is until I wake up in a hospital and find him holding my hand. He tells me the words that change my life forever. "We got married two years ago, Mrs. King." So I set out to investigate how I landed myself into this marriage.
Turns out, my memories are darker than my present.
I thought I was ready for the hurricane. I thought I could handle his soulless eyes and cold shoulder. I thought wrong. Nothing can stop my husband. Not the secrets surrounding us. Not the hatred between us. Not even me. This book can be read on its own, but for a better understanding of the world, you might want to start with God of Malice.

God of War

Sophia

Though Eli doesn’t know that tidbit. I made Aunt Elsa give it to him and swear to never tell him it was from me. So he thinks it was a gift from his mum for his twentieth birthday, which is probably why he always wears it.

I hate that I know all these details about him. I wish I could be hit with amnesia so I can just forget him, his favorite drink, his wardrobe choices, and his entire malicious personality.

“You said the same thing the last time, but now she’s ended up in the hospital. Again. How many more times can you hide this before everyone knows that she⁠—”

I slam my hand over her mouth. “Shut the fuck up, Ariella. Don’t speak of it again, or I swear to fuck, if you prove to be a liability, I’ll keep you in the dark about any future plans.”

Eli places his hand on the roof inside the car to prevent me from hitting my head.

I’m neither desperate nor suicidal.” A hint of something unfathomable passes in his eyes as quick as lightning, and then they’re back to their status quo—aka an unreadable gray cloud.

“Because I couldn’t care less about you or your glittery, entirely idealistic feelings. Turn around and remove your distasteful presence from my sight, and I’ll pretend I didn’t hear your embarrassing confessions.”

My favorite, Marco, was shipped back to Italy on the first plane after he kissed me. He’s banned from the UK as we speak.

He looks down at me without his usual disregard and studies my face so intently, so lovingly, that if I were watching the scene from the outside, I’d mistake it for affection between a married couple. His touch burns, but his intense stare leaves me frozen. It’s like he’s searching for something.

“Stop being so sweet. I’m swooning, you guys.”

She grins and blushes, then attempts to fill her mouth with food.

Creigh raises a brow. “Get used to it.”

“I’m fine.” I pat her hand and pull away. “Now, tell me stories about the time I forgot. Did I make his life hell more than he made mine?”

“By miles,” Creighton says, his voice uncharacteristically darkening.

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