MY QUEEN MOON
Luciana Rocha
I died. Just like that. No warning, no mercy. An ambush, a grenade, and a handful of traitors blown to pieces along with me. I was the heiress of a mafia clan. Feared. Respected… until my own sister stabbed me (first metaphorically, then literally). And just when I thought being dead was the worst part, I wake up in a historical palace wearing a ridiculous nightgown, surrounded by maids calling me “Your Highness.”
Now I’m Abigaíl, the fourth princess of a crumbling empire, with sisters just as ...
Now I’m Abigaíl, the fourth princess of a crumbling empire, with sisters just as ...