Synopses & Reviews
I was born to a crown that I don't want.My name is His Royal Highness Prince Stellan Augustus L ve. I'm big, brawny, and brainy. More importantly, I know that duty and honor come before what I want... but it's so hard to be perfect. When I meet pretty, pink haired, punk-rock Margot, I make myself a deal. I can have her... but only for one earth shattering night.Proud, rebellious, a perfect body made for sin. Margot is my weakness; it's too bad that she's also a journalist. I know that if she even deigns to look my way, I am done for. So I take her to bed for just one unforgettable night... When she shows up again in Copenhagen, she is tasked with doing a story about me and the future of the royal line. And I'm saddled with my nightmare... I can look at Margot all I want... but never ever touch her.Every time our hands brush, every single lustful glance, every damn time she bites her lip... Eventually, even my strong will can't overcome temptation. Even though it's wrong, even though my life is already all plotted out.It's inevitable. The only question is, once I give in and take what I need... will just having Margot just one more time be enough?This standalone new adult royal romance includes the prequel novella A Prince and His Rebel.
There is a razor thin edge between love and hate.
As the crown prince of Denmark, duty and honor come first.
So when I meet a fiesty pink haired girl from the wrong side of the tracks, I keep mum about my royal birth. That way I can have one earth shattering night together with her.
Proud, rebellious, gorgeous -- Margot is my weakness.
Sleeping with her is the best thing I can't ever do again... until I realize that she's a journalist. Reporters like her have made my life a living hell. And when she shows up again in Copenhagen again? She's tasked with doing a story about me and the future of the royal line.
So Margot and I are shackled together. She hates my guts because I ditched her without a word back in New York. And my teeth are set on edge by her endless barrage of questions and snapping photos.
I don't want to find her attractive. I want to be repulsed. But...
Now that we're forced together, my resolve starts to crumble. Every time our hands brush, every damn time she bites her lip... Eventually, even my strong will can't overcome temptation. Though it's wrong, even though I might lose everything, I can't resist her.
I'm a pink haired journalist from Brooklyn, just barely making ends meet.
I spend a very steamy night with the handsome Stellan...
Only to find out that he's actually the freaking crown prince.
To say I'm shocked is quite an understatement.
Caught red-handed, we come up with the only lie we can think of.
We say that I am the reporter assigned to a lifestyle piece about Prince Stellan.
I just need to hang out for a month and not get wrapped up in Stellan's royal drama.
Except I haven't forgotten the way his hands felt on my skin.
Or the way I moaned his name over and over, all night long.
He whispers in my ear that I'm the best he's ever had...
With my job on the line, can I resist the wicked prince?