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Lies of the Heart (La Tierra de Conde Series#1)
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Concluida, Has publicado jun 27, 2020
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LA TIERRA DE CONDE SERIES
Series 1
Lies of the Heart

SYNOPSIS

"Better slapped with the truth than kissed with a lie."

Haven Alexis del Valle, a girl living with a saunter life, smitten with luxury goods, always looking for a good night life in the luxury of city. She gets whatever she want. She live her life with no worries. She had a perfect family, until one horrible night happened. His father's debt is the reason why they were chased by their competitors. And took her parents and her supposed-to-be brother's lives, forever.

On the other hand, Honquier Austen Arteaga's gentle feelings turned to frustrations and anger right after he heard the news about what happened to the del Valles. A girl, Haven, who he dreamt to be with for the rest of his life, who he wants to run his fingers on the back of her hair, who he wants to brush his lips against her, and who he wants to wrapped his arms around her waist, is now nowhere to be found. Though Haven doesn't even know him.

He did everything just to find her. And when they met in province, Haven was fascinated by Kier's charm although he was unknown to her. 

They weaves lies, truths, and half-truths. But bit by bit, their relationship still tightens even if it's filled with so much lies and no one could ever ripped them apart.

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