The Deception Of Alexander Riotan #wattys2016

He tugged at her lower lip, just a feather of a touch that Lea barely felt.

Before she knew what she was doing she reached up into it, her hands sliding up to cup his jaw.

Alex sucked in a breadth and pulled back, just a slightest bit. Lea's hand slid up and entwined with the hair at his nape while the other rested on his chest.

He searched her face with glazed eyes, and with a sudden curse he swung her around. He pushed Lea against the shelf, his body covering hers. Her back dug in the wood and the spines of the books.

Alex gathered her face, and kissed her with such intensity that her mind went momentarily black.

They had began as a slow simmer, and turned into a raging fire.

I wish I could tell you this was like a Jane Austen novel with the classic happy ending.
It's not.
It's a story that will break your heart, and piece it back together again.
A story about a boy and a girl...
And a group of master assassins, a few criminal lords, judgmental girls in dresses, Pirates, an angry German with a Scythe.

And the lie that connects them all.