Series: Hearts #3
Published by Independently Published Genres: Contemporary Romance
Also in this series: Six of Hearts, Hearts of Fire
Also by this author: The Nature of Cruelty, Six of Hearts, Killer Queen, The Hooker and The Hermit, Hearts of Fire
Pages: July 16th, 2015
I received this book for free from in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.
Welcome to the City, London’s most prestigious square mile, where finance reigns and Oliver King is a rising prince.
I used to rule the world.
There might be wolves on Wall Street, but there were crocodiles in Canary Wharf. Some of us craved money. Some of us craved power.
I liked money, and power had its advantages, but what I really wanted was to excel, to surpass the men who came before me. I never cared much for love and romance until I met Alexis.
I could feel it the very moment she walked into the interview, with her outspoken charm and vivacious personality. She cast all the others in shadow, made me laugh when life held no humour. Our friendship should have remained professional, but it wasn’t long before the lines started to blur.
You know what they say about the best laid plans of mice and men? Well, I never foresaw where my plans would lead, and only in my darkest hour did I finally see the light…
You can have all the money and prestige in the world and still be the poorest man alive. And love, well, I hate to use a tired old cliché, but love can be the thing that truly sets you free.
“I fear if I made you my Queen, I could no longer be King.”
L.H. Cosway is one of my go-to authors when it comes to stories that make me laugh, cry, and feel really good by the time I finish. They characters are unique, cheeky, and never fail to pull my heartstrings. After reading and loving the past two books in the Hearts series I was anxious about Oliver’s. As we all know from reading the previous books, Oliver AKA King is in a bad place. But he wasn’t always that sad alcoholic we’ve come to know. King of Hearts takes place about 5 years prior to the current events in Hearts of Fire and although I was hesitant about wanting to read a story about this sad and sick man, I can gladly say that my fears were completely unfounded. Kings of Hearts is a beautiful story about love, redemption, and courage.
“Sometimes we see someone and they just suit us. They’re beautiful to us in every way. You’re that person to me.”
Despite the heavy and sad undertone that I had going into this novel, it was surprisingly funny and ridiculously sweet! As with most of her characters, Alexis and King have this epic attraction from the beginning. The banter between them was equal parts naughty, hilarious, and yet vulnerable. It was so easy to see how easily these two fell for one another so early on. Of course, in the back of my mind I was always waiting for the other shoe to drop and the warning signs of what was to come for Oliver were hard to ignore. It was especially hard to see how Oliver’s drinking was progressing through Alexis’s eyes. You can see just how easily it is for him to use alcohol as a coping mechanism. But even knowing what kind of road Oliver was following it still didn’t prepare me for the twist in this story.
“I never stopped loving you, not even in my darkest hour.”
My only hesitation with giving this a full 5 star rating was due to a few issues. View Spoiler »I get that King was extremely shaken up by the confrontation between him and his father (especially believing that his mother was dead) but the fact that he ran away and just never ever dealt with it until Alexis found him was just bizarre. I also was a bit put off by the revelation that Alexis was pregnant. I usually love these types of twists but for some reason this one felt a bit predictable. « Hide Spoiler But overall, I really enjoyed this story and I especially enjoyed how I felt after I finished reading. It was one of those stories that make you believe in love and forgiveness.
I’d almost forgotten that King and I had anything even resembling a friendship until he sidled into the office on Friday morning looking like the cat that got the cream. And all of that smug delight was being firmly directed at me. He said his usual hellos to both Gillian and Eleanor, then came to stand in front of me, arms folded, a gigantic smile on his face.
“You’re looking particularly lovely today, Miss Clark,” he said with a flourish.
I glanced at him for a second, frowned, and then continued typing. What was his game? Eleanor got up from her seat and went to use the bathroom, and still he remained standing there like a complete and total oddball, as Gillian’s voice talking on the phone filled the room. Finally, I gave in.
“Can I help you with something?”
“I could fucking kiss you right now,” he beamed and I sucked a breath.
Okay. Trying to play it nonchalant, I replied, “For what exactly?”
“That social media start-up we discussed the other day? Well, immediately after we spoke I lined up one of my clients as an investor and guess what?”
I stared at him. “What?”
“The site has gone viral overnight. Apparently, a couple of celebrities started using it and now they’re getting new sign-ups by the bucket load.” He leaned forward and braced both his hands on the edge of my desk. “This client was an important one and he currently thinks I shit daisies. And I have you to thank for it, Alexis. You’re a flipping genius!”
I couldn’t help my smile. He really was laying it on thick and heavy. “Shall I whip out my cock for you to suck now or later? Jeez Ollie, tone it down a little.”
He blinked at me, and then a second later he was laughing. It was good thing Eleanor wasn’t around and that Gillian was too preoccupied with her phone call to hear what I’d said.
“Did you just call me Ollie?”
Supressing a smirk, I nodded, still typing. A beat of silence passed.
“Did you also just refer to me sucking your cock?”
“Well, you’ve already opened the button and pulled down the fly, you might as well finish the job,” I quipped and amusement lit his eyes.
He stared at me for so long that I began to get uncomfortable. His smile naturally faded, and now his expression grew serious. “I’m going to put a bonus in your first pay check at the end of the month. Think of it as a consultant’s fee.”