Royally Not Ready
A fresh take on a royal romance with a twist. Laugh-out-loud funny and full of some of her steamiest scenes yet, Quinn takes you on an unexpected, sizzling fairytale journey.
1. ROYALLY NOT READY by Meghan Quinn
SYNOPSIS
So there I was selling bikinis out of my truck in South Beach Miami, getting ready to kick off a wet t-shirt contest when the world’s biggest grouch approached me—Keller Fitzwilliam.
The man had the sultriest British accent I’ve ever heard. And he looked like he just walked off a Viking boat and into a suit tailored specifically for his impressively muscular frame. Only problem is, he had the warmth of an ice pick and he kept telling me he was here to take me back to his home country.
Of course, I didn’t follow him. I might be up for a good time, but I’m also educated enough to know leaving with a stranger isn’t smart. Well, that’s until he mentioned my mom’s name. My mom who passed away several years ago.
So after some serious fact-checking, my bikini-clad bum went with him to a sub-arctic country I had never heard of just north of the British Isles, where I found out my grandpa was the king of said freezing country, and I was the one and only heir. Desperate to learn more about my mom, I decided to give this princess thing a chance.
Good idea, right? Wrong. Because Mr. Ice Pick was put to the task of training me and he’s not just cold as ice, he’s pompous, aggravating, and possessive. And did I mention we have to share a bathroom in a tiny castle? We are oil and water every single day and even though he’s training me to be queen, I have this simmering desire to kneel before him.
2. ROYALLY IN TROUBLE by Meghan Quinn
SYNOPSIS
Who knew happily ever after would involve so much kneeling? But if you had to look into the smoldering, possessive eyes of a future prince who called you his fiancé, you’d submit to him anytime of the day too. And now we’re planning the royal wedding of the century so my HEA is going to be forever.
Life is perfect. That is until my grandfather, the king, demands we follow tradition when it comes to the upcoming nuptials... meaning, we have to go through pre-wedding classes, parade around the country as the newly engaged couple, and we must be celibate.
The horror! The pain! And not the good kind of pain.
The countdown to the day we can finally say ‘I do’ is intense. Every passing glance I get from my alpha prince lights my skin on fire, making every moment I can’t be with him more and more difficult. But what happens on our wedding night is far from happily ever after. Now I’m questioning if the iron-clad bond I have with my fiancé is real, or if it all was just a fairy tale…