Crown of Thorns

Once upon a time, I believed in fairytales.

I happily lived my quiet life working in a small bookshop and often enjoyed quiet dinners with my uncles, the men who raised me after my parents died in a tragic accident. The most adventure I saw was between the pages of a book and those were always fiction, that is until a handsome stranger swept into my world literally knocked me off my feet.

He said he was a prince.

He promised me happily ever after.

And he carried me away from New England to ...