Killian by Imani King

They couldn’t be more different, the small-town girl and the playboy Prince. But someone once said that the course of true love never did run smooth…

Killian:
I never really thought about it before I met her, the way everything can change in the blink of an eye. She’s a firecracker, a flash of color against the stately grey sky of my privileged royal life. And from the moment we met I couldn’t get the girl with the espresso-colored eyes out of my head.
They say we can’t be together. She’s not from here. She has no family name. But I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want her. Now the only question is how far I’m willing to go to get her…

Eva:
Dating a Prince? Me? Eva James from Nowheresville, Michigan? It all seems so impossible. There’s something there, though, whenever he looks at me. Something I didn’t even know I needed until I saw it in his eyes. An ache, a truth that strips away all of the superficial differences between us.
And as much as I keep trying to tell myself it’s just a fling, just a sweet, fleeting distraction, nothing could have prepared me for how it feels to hear the heartbreaking truth.
Love conquers all. That’s what the poets say. I’m about to find out if they’re right…