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Review: Enthralled (The Enslaved Duet Book 1) by Giana Darling

Review of Enthralled (The Enslaved Duet Book 1) by Giana Darling ENTHRALLED Cosima may be young, but she's no wilting little wallflower. She has a sharp tongue, an even sharper mind, and those things will serve her well when she's sold by her scumbag father to cover his large gambling debts. When Alexander, Lord Thornton, purchases young Cosima, he's got an agenda, one of vengeance and darkness. But somehow Cosima makes him feel things, and not just carnal, erotic things. But there are so many secrets swirling around our two lovers, so many outside forces that won't allow either of them a bit of lightness that they seem to bring each other. Will they ever get their day? Will they ever be allowed to just be with each other and allow the feelings they surely have for each other to just be? I'll have to wait until May, unfortunately, to find out, because yep there's a doozy of a cliffhanger, which is noted on the cover, because this is only part one of a duet....

Blog Tour: ENTHRALLED by Giana Darling

ENTHRALLED (THE ENSLAVED DUET #1) BY GIANA DARLING Release Date: March 29, 2019 AVAILABLE NOW! Special Price $2.99! FREE in KU! AMAZON US: https://amzn.to/2HOnuq3 AMAZON UK: https://amzn.to/2TEI9i5 AMAZON CA: https://amzn.to/2uAK7G8 AMAZON AU: https://amzn.to/2I13eRI Blurb It was the biggest day of my life. I know most people say that about something joyous; a graduation, a wedding ceremony, the birth of their first child. My situation was a little different. Sure, it was my eighteenth birthday, but it was also the day that I was sold. Sold to a man with hair like a crown of gold and eyes blacker than the darkest pits of Hell. He bought me to own me, to control me, and to use me as a means to an end. I was his tool and his weapon. And through it all, somehow, I also became his salvation. Add to Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/39781062-enthralled Excerpt I was locked in the dark but it was more than an absence of light. It was the blackness of my own solitu...