Beauty
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Hailey Norona is beautiful.
She knows that, so do her peers. She leads her campus when it comes to beauty trends and fashion. Her eyeliner is always on point. Never has she been seen with a hair out of place, rebelling against the calm, voluptuous waves of black hair rolling down her back.
Then it happens.
"Holy shit, there were hot people before Neutrogena?"
She is thrown into the middle of the Victorian era, with barely anything aside from her jewelry, clothes, and makeup bag in her suitcase.
On top of all that, she meets 'him'.
King Darius of Erbënnhiem, who is just as confused as Hailey when he sees her. The young king had no idea what he was getting into when he decided to ride through town one day.
(in case you guys haven't realized as such by the little bit of dialogue, our main character had a bit of a foul mouth. If you don't want to read a book using such language, this is your warning.)
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