Meet three princes unlike any you've met before... They're big, bad, and oh-so-good.Book 1: Bad Prince
What if Cinderella went to the ball...and got pregnant?
The invitation is meant for someone else.
The dress is borrowed.
The clock is ticking.
What Elle should do is sneak right back out of the Royal Ball and make her way home.
Unfortunately, what she does is sneak into the castle.
A chance encounter leads her right into the Crown Prince’s arms…
...and things heat up, fast.
But when the clock strikes midnight, Elle remembers her curfew—one that, if broken, will get her kicked off the rowing team for good. No team, no scholarship, no future.
So, she runs.
The problem?
Prince Charlie isn’t done with Elle.
Not for a minute.
Not even when he finds out she's carrying his heir.
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Included in this collection are the three Princes of Farcliff Kingdom:
- Book 1: Bad Prince
- Book 2: Heartless Prince
- Book 3: Cruel Prince
Royally Unexpected is an accidental pregnancy collection featuring three brooding, possessive princes and the women who make them melt. Grab a cold glass of water… these modern fairytale retellings are about to get hot!
Lucas already has one kid, and he's not trying for another one. He's not trying for anything except moving up the ladder at work . . . Until he slides into the back seat of a taxi and sees Rosie for the first time. Her luscious lips look perfectly kissable, and her fiery red hair would look much better splayed across his pillow. Judging by the way she's looking at him, she feels it too.
After a traumatic attack that left Rosie in the hospital, she's cautious around men. But Lucas tears down her defenses with one smoldering look, and she knows she's in trouble. There's only one problem: 'trouble' turns out to be two blue lines, bright and clear on a pregnancy test. How will her mysterious Prince Charming react when he finds out he's going to be a dad . . . again?
Contains mature themes.
Zach Lockwood is irresistible. He's charming. He's confident. He's got a smile that brings me to my knees. Or at least, I wish it brought me to my knees. There's only one problem: Mr. Lockwood is my boss. Otherwise known as: Off. Limits.
But off-limits doesn't mean a girl can't look, right? What's the point in having a Sex God CEO if you can't indulge in a few innocent fantasies? Well, innocent might not be the right word for them.
But naughty as they may be, my fantasies are the least of my problems. When I ruin the office Christmas party, I think I might be in trouble. When he takes me back to his corner office, I know I'm in trouble. I never knew trouble could feel so good. And oh my, does it feel good.
It's just one night. One wild, fantasy-fueled night. One night that changes everything. Neither of us know it yet, but things are about to get a whole lot more complicated.
Contains mature themes.
This was supposed to be my fresh start. It was supposed to be my new beginning, my time to take care of me. But then I meet Dean Shelby and my world turns upside down.
I'm head over heels and my fresh is starting to feel more like a whirlwind. He's perfect in every single way . . . but will he still be perfect when he finds out I'm pregnant?
From the moment I first laid eyes on her, I knew she was different. Maybe it's the small town kindness. Maybe it's her emerald green eyes. Maybe it's her killer curves driving me wild. Whatever it is, I want her more than I've ever wanted anyone before. I'm ready to sweep her off her feet and make this fairy tale come true, but my family have other plans for me.
I know one thing is certain: They won't be happy when I finally stand up and tell them 'no.'
Contains mature themes.
How could this happen? This was supposed to be a quiet town, with quiet people, and a quiet hotel that needed a new owner. It was supposed to be my fresh start.
Instead, in walks the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen. Before she even flicks those eyes in my direction I already know I'm in trouble . . . and I've never wanted trouble as much as I do now.
How could this happen . . . again! I don't even know anything about him! All I know is he's stupidly rich, he's incredibly sexy, and he's definitely running away from something.
The first time it happened to me, I was sixteen, alone, and terrified. This time I'm almost thirty, and I'm still alone and still terrified. No matter how much it scares me, I can't ignore it. Those two little blue lines don't lie: I'm pregnant.
Contains mature themes.
One date with the Prince.
A favor.
What could possibly go wrong?
A whole lot can go wrong, apparently.
For one, I'm not exactly in the royal family's good graces.
Thanks for dinner, guys. Nice to see you all after being banished from the Kingdom as a baby!
Prince Damon doesn't seem to mind the death glares coming from across the table.
The way he looks at me makes my thighs clench.
When his hand brushes mine, my whole body burns.
Why am I staring at his lips right now? Why is my body begging me to kiss him?
Anyway, yadda yadda yadda...aaand I'm pregnant.
I'm the wrong girl in the wrong kingdom with the wrong prince.
But a small voice in my head-or my heart-whispers that Prince Damon might feel the same way I do.
Maybe this could work.
Maybe we have a chance.
Maybe this baby will have a family, and we'll get our happily ever after.
Family feuds run deep, though, and Damon has demons of his own.
When I tell him about the baby, will he choose me-or turn his back on the both of us and leave me out in the cold?
Holy heat! Dirty Little Midlife Mistake is packed full of the best kind of bad decisions.
Candice Viceroy-widow, mother, business owner-isn't supposed to kiss anyone. Especially not Hollywood heartthrob and hunky silver fox, Blake Harding. Not in front of half a dozen cameras and a whole movie set's worth of lights. And not when, for the first time in nearly a decade, she gets certain special tingles in a certain special place. So, Candice does what any normal, rational person would do: She runs away. Literally. One thing she doesn't expect? For Blake Harding-actor, Adonis, ladykiller-to lay chase. That's when Candice finds out she has a very, very big problem on her hand...because when Blake catches her, he isn't planning on letting her go.
Laugh-out-loud funny, with cover-to-cover banter and red-hot heat. Dirty Little Midlife Mess is not your typical fake relationship romance. It's better.
Simone owes handsome, broody Wesley Byron a favor, and he's calling it in. He needs a maid. Yes, like the type that cleans a house. Black and white uniform not included (she asked). Except on Simone's first day, she finds herself wrapped up in Wes's muscular arms as he introduces her to his family using the word "girlfriend" instead of "maid". Then he ducks his head and whispers two words against her ear: Play along. For a woman who dealt with a difficult man for eleven years (and divorced him), those words are like throwing a lit match into a box of fireworks. She'll play along. She might even have fun with it. And when the explosions start, everyone will enjoy the show...
Sizzling-hot and seriously funny. Who said your forties couldn't be both? Katrina Viceroy is a recently divorced mother of two, and the proud new owner of a flat tire… until leather-clad motorcycle hottie, Mac Blair, arrives to save the day. Mac is the exact opposite of Trina's ex-husband. He's got bad boy etched into every line of his muscular body, for one. Not to mention that gravelly, deep voice he uses to order her around. Things like, “Swing that pretty leg over my bike,” and, “Hold on tight,” and, “Here's my number; call me.” When he's got her frazzled and panting, Mac just...rides off. Honestly, the nerve! Apropos nothing, does anyone have a phone she can borrow? The old Trina would have ignored the phone number burning a hole in her pocket, but the new and improved (read: divorced) Trina? She's calling. Even if it ends up being a total disaster. Spoiler alert: it most certainly does
Jennifer Newbank knows success. She's a talented baker with a celebrated new book. She's forty-seven, self-assured, and finally hitting her stride. Opportunities abound, like the upcoming televised baking competition that could rocket her career into the stratosphere.
Jen is going to win, open her own bakery, and live happily ever after...all by herself.
All she needs to do is follow the plan, win the trophy, and ride off into the sunset.
Easy. As. Pie.
…Until Jen discovers that her partner in the competition is the one man who turns her inside out.
She hasn't seen Fallon in six months, but he shows up looking burly and brawny and good enough to eat.
The problem?
Fallon and Jen have history. Tangled history. Complicated history.
History that does not need to be aired on national television.
But when the cameras turn off for the night, all those tangles and complications seem like distant memories.
One little kiss couldn't hurt...could it?
Hilarious, hot, and seriously refreshing. Dirty Little Midlife Crisis is the book you didn't know you needed.
Forty-five, recently divorced, and a certified hot mess. The last thing Fiona needs to start her vacation is a flooded hotel room and a broken-down car... Alas, that's what she gets. She's ready to pack it all in and go home-wherever that is-when her knight in a wet T-shirt strides in to save the day. Jaw-dropping, panty-melting Grant Greene takes the "mess" out of "certified hot mess" when he walks up to Fiona and offers her a room to stay. No strings attached. Great, right? It would be, apart from the sparks that immediately start to fly. Sparks are bad. Sparks are dangerous. Sparks can cause a fire. And for a divorcee trying to start over, a fire is Really Bad News. But bad decisions can be fun...right? Just as long as you don't get burned...
