Bride of the Cold Sea

Zhanna escaped from the capital to the shores of the cold Baltic. Now she is the chef at a small cozy hotel restaurant. Is she a princess or still Cinderella?
But in the ancient city, among the preserved medieval buildings, it... is so easy to feel like a princess… Only how to understand now: who is he, your prince? Especially if the attention of the girl is sought by two men at once. How can Zhanna make the right choice? Perhaps there is no need to choose, the cold waters of the Baltic will themselves wash ashore a clue? Or is there a danger lurking in these waves that could drag her to the very bottom?
Fairy tales lie, giving only a moment of happy oblivion. Real life does not allow relaxation, constantly presenting surprises. But this story from our days is full of extraordinary events. When there are no more gray weekdays, because there are bright feelings. And the fairy tale—it has not disappeared, its steps are still heard on the stone pavement.

Author: ТРОНИНА Т.М.

Printhouse: Eksmo

Series: Threads of Love. Novels by T. Troinina

Age restrictions: 16+

Year of publication: 2023

ISBN: 9785041915681

Number of pages: 320

Size: 164x112x18 mm

Cover type: soft

Weight: 148 g

ID: 1568427

Zhanna escaped from the capital to the shores of the cold Baltic. Now she is the chef at a small cozy hotel restaurant. Is she a princess or still Cinderella?
But in the ancient city, among the preserved medieval buildings, it is so easy to feel like a princess… Only how to understand now: who is he, your prince? Especially if the attention of the girl is sought by two men at once. How can Zhanna make the right choice? Perhaps there is no need to choose, the cold waters of the Baltic will themselves wash ashore a clue? Or is there a danger lurking in these waves that could drag her to the very bottom?
Fairy tales lie, giving only a moment of happy oblivion. Real life does not allow relaxation, constantly presenting surprises. But this story from our days is full of extraordinary events. When there are no more gray weekdays, because there are bright feelings. And the fairy tale—it has not disappeared, its steps are still heard on the stone pavement.