Published by Self Published on 5/14/18
Genres: New Adult
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Prelude in the American Gods series.
Young. Wealthy. Elite. Attractive. The gentlemen’s secret society at Yale was filled with them.
And Nathaniel Radcliffe, the bane of my existence, was one of them.
As the right hand of the American Gods, he was conceited and arrogant. A dangerously handsome man in a tailored custom suit and shiny black oxford loafers.
The classroom was our battlefield. We made a sport out of arguing and debating, ready to do anything in order to win over the other.
Deadly opponents, deadlier minds.
I'd sworn I'd never give him the upper hand, until...
The secret I’ve been hiding for the last three years?
He just discovered it… and now he has all the power.
OMG! Filthy Gods is a story of privilege and wealth, of sensuality and jealousy, of greed and power and fierce attraction. It’s a deliciously angsty romance that is as edgy as it is satisfyingly romantic. I was HOOKED. I was infuriated, I was consumed. So good! You have to read it.
4 “Yes. This.” Stars!
Within a handful of chapters, this story had my chin on the floor. I didn’t even know what to make of the chaotic dynamic between the privileged Nathaniel Radcliffe and the less fortunate Juliette Monroe. They spar and debate in the classroom, they’re fiercely headstrong and determined to accomplish their academic and career goals and they challenge each other every step of the way. But when Nathaniel discovers Juliette’s secrets, he’s determined to conquer her in a wholly different way and a decadent, forbidden arrangement ensues.
I’m not typically a huge fan of novellas because I find that there’s usually not enough words to deliver a fully fleshed out storyline. But R. Scarlett packs EVERYTHING into this novella and she does it perfectly. Filthy Gods is a story of privilege and wealth, of sensuality and jealousy, of greed and power and fierce attraction. It’s a deliciously angsty romance that is as edgy as it is satisfyingly romantic.
This was my very first R. Scarlett novel and it won’t be my last. Once Filthy Gods got moving, I was HOOKED. I was infuriated, I was consumed. My only hiccup with this story was that some of the dialogue felt a little too proper at times, a bit unnatural here and there. But this is a story about the upper crust, the wealthy, the privileged, the elite. What do I know about their fancy words and their hoity toity education? So I checked my hang ups at the door and buckled in for a sensual, intoxicating storyline and I’m so glad I did.
Filthy Gods sets the stage for what’s sure to be an angsty, sexy, riveting series. I can’t wait to see what R. Scarlett has in store for these American Gods because if the upcoming series is anything like this delicious little novella, I’ll be anticipating them eagerly.
About the Author
R. Scarlett lives in a small quaint town in Southern Ontario, Canada and has an unhealthy obsession with mythology and romance.
From studying English literature and minoring in History, she loves losing herself in a good book and snuggling up to her Brittany Spaniel.
When she’s not writing or plotting a delicious novel, she can be found hanging out with friends and family, going on long car rides, exploring small towns, or watching reruns of Sex and the City.