It’s time to teach this royal brat a lesson she’ll never forget. I know the rules. I know sweet, sassy little princesses like her are strictly off-limits to rough and tumble, non royals like myself. I know that even though I’ve made billions with nothing but these two strong hands and an iron
I really can't stay... He's the handsome, older man next door. The one who works with my father; the one with the wolfish grin that's gotten me warm in places it shouldn't for longer than it should have. And I shouldn't be here, not like this, not alone with him, and not on Christmas Eve. I
Note to self: don’t sleep with the gorgeous, tattooed, motorcycle-driving hottie after a friend’s train wreck of a bachelorette party. Especially not when he looks at you like he wants to devour you. Especially not when he’s a little younger looking than you. Especially not when it turns out he’s
Filthy. Royal. Gorgeous. Triplets. Temptation’s never tasted so sweet. They’re the hottest, dirtiest fantasy that I never saw coming. Three gorgeous, powerful princes – triplets at that – who share everything. And now they’ve got their eyes on me. It’s called the Triple Crown Club – a place out
She’s off-limits. Inappropriate. A tease, a brat, a scandal waiting to happen, and a royal pain in my @ss. Oh, and she’s one more thing too: all mine. …She just doesn’t know it yet. I have a problem. A five-foot-five, brown-haired, green-eyed little tease of a problem. A problem that’s lived under
She’s a curvy, royal beauty. I’m a savage, commoner beast. I’m no King, but I’ve got a big staff and a thick crown - all for her, and fit for a Queen. As the Captain of the Royal Guard, duty has always come first. Duty, honor, and a fierce loyalty to King and Kingdom. But, that’s before she comes
She’s mine to keep, mine to hold. Mine to train, and mine to own. Some people call me a demon – a bad bad man who does very bad things. They’re not wrong. But that’s before she falls into my life – the too pure, too innocent, too untouched Skye Jensen. She’s too good for a filthy mafia king like
She’s been mine from the second I saw her. Tonight, I’ll make sure everyone knows that. The tabloids call me “Prince Magnum,” and it’s not because I’ve got a big kingdom. A royal “suitor’s ball”, full of single, untouched female royalty, should be a buffet for a man like me. It doesn’t matter what
You might say it’s poor form to throw the bride over your shoulder caveman-style and run off with her, especially if it’s not your wedding. Whoops. It’s her wedding day. I’m not the groom. Oh, but I’m going to be… The world may call me a King and a gentleman, but there’s nothing gentle about me.
This is a story of lust. This is a story of playing with fire. But mostly, it’s just the story of us. …buckle up. Forbidden. Tempting. Magnetic. Illicit. Jamison Scott is many things, including my tormentor, my nemesis, and my sworn enemy. Unfortunately, he’s also the only man I’ve ever wanted. Oh,
