Mia Asher books in order
Mia Asher is a writer, a hopeless romantic, a vagabond, a dreamer, a cynic, and a believer.
She’s also a tad bit crazy. But aren’t all of us?
Mia is a strong believer in happy endings, although not everyone is lucky enough to have one.
Genres: Contemporary , Romance
- Arsen: A broken love story (2013)
- Love Me in the Dark (2017)
- Easy Virtue (2014)
- Sweetest Venom (2016)
Detailed book overview
It only took one look for everything to change.
I'm a liar and a cheater.
My entire life is a disaster.
I have given my heart to a man, or rather two men. I’m still not sure.
One makes love to me, while the other sets me ablaze.
One is my fortress, while the other is my weakness.
I feel lost, shattered and ashamed of myself.
Nevertheless, I still can’t stop.
This is my story: my imperfect love story.
The path of two complete strangers entwines in Paris. And they share one intense, earth-shattering kiss.
He was the artist upstairs, with his perfect smile and sinfully gorgeous eyes.
He was the living embodiment of the devil, luring me to sin, tempting me to get down in the bright moonlight.
I desired and craved for him.
So when he touched me, my body fully ignited and my soul swiftly jolted to life.
The only problem was that I belonged to another man, and he had no plans of letting me go.
“Love is selfish.”
Hello, I’m Blaire, the bad girl.
Some know me the other woman, the side woman who never ends up getting the guy in the long run.
I'm the gold digger: the bad bitch.
I’m the devilish type that nobody ever roots for: the kind that you love to hate.
I’m not proud of myself either.
Know how everyone has a story? Well this is mine.
Are you ready for it?
“Love is a delightful poison. I told her that I only needed her body and not her love. That couldn’t have been further from the truth.”
What I fell in love with was nothing but a lie.
She was just as destructive as she was beautiful.
Kissing her brought nothing but joy.
Owning her body was like poetry in motion.
Falling for her was however the end of me.
But none of that mattered, for she was mine.
At least that’s what I thought.
One man gave me his love, while the other gave me the world.
And now I’m continuously falling, with no end in sight.