Royally Unexpected Series

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.

I’m pregnant. The problem? The father is going to be king, and I’m not exactly meant to be a queen.... I’m only pretending to be someone else for one measly little royal ball. Just sneaking into the biggest event in the kingdom for a few hours. How did my best friend talk me into this again? I could probably get arrested for trespassing on royal property, but as long as I don’t get caught, I’ll be fine.... Until the crown prince himself finds me wandering around the castle unsupervised.

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. 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. Anyway, I’m pregnant. Maybe this baby will have a family, and we'll get our happily ever after. Family feuds run deep, 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?

The Prince is an animal, and everyone knows it. All I need to do is stay out of his way. Easy...Right? Wrong. So, so wrong. When I take my father’s place at Westhill Castle, everyone warns me about Prince Gabriel. They tell me to stay away. The Prince is dangerous. Wild. Angry. One thing they don’t warn me about? Prince Gabriel is panty-dropping hot. Knee-knocking gorgeous. Arrogant. As. Hell. So, I hike my panties way, way up. But the Prince has other ideas, and who am I to resist royalty?