Series: The Royals #3
CHASER, KINGMAKER, POSER, PRETENDER, WANNABE HEIR
all wrong.
rule the world; all I wanted was her.
see past my bad reputation, so they forced us apart.
years ago, and I’ve grown up.
rebel.
reckless.
ruthless.
bigger balls.
out she’s in trouble, I have to help her.
that she hates me.
it.
is what I was born to do.
rule until she needed me to, and this time I won’t stop until I get what I want.
will…
all wrong.
NOT SO MEET CUTE
someone at the craps table beside me shouts, “Yes!” I flick my gaze in that
direction. Standing at the very end is a tall woman in tight black pants with
the shapeliest ass.
front of her. A modest stack of chips is also nestled on the edge of the table.
she’s winning.
watch as the woman makes the standard pass line bet. There are three shooters
at the table, and they will each take a turn rolling the dice, although they
will all be betting on each roll.
of choice.
so she grabs the dice, gives them a blow for luck, and rolls them both down the
table in her come out roll.
the dice, but when she jumps up and down, I can only guess she rolled a seven
or an eleven. It’s still her turn, and when she does her little ritual with the
dice again, I find it more than sexy. On this roll, if she rolls a two, three
or twelve, she loses.
I want to cross my fingers for her.
about luck.
up and down again, and I know she’s still in.
roll, she’s kicking ass.
holding my breath because she’s on the point
roll. The dealer turns the puck to ‘ON’ and places it on the number that was
just rolled. All she has to do is avoid a seven to keep going.
as the roll comes to a stop. I feel more emotion watching her than I did with
everything I had on the line back at the blackjack table.
I hear someone groan and watch as the pile of chips she had pushed forward
disappears.
sevened-out. She practically sags at the table as the loss registers. Just
then, the concierge hands me a receipt that acknowledges the transfer of my
winnings, and shaking my head for her, I start to stride toward the exit.
play a game luck.
she accidentally pushes the small remaining pile of chips under her arm onto
the floor as I’m passing behind her. Without a second thought, I find myself
diving down to help her recover her money.
eyes meet her sparkling blue ones, I can’t move, and all the breath is knocked
squarely from my chest.
ten years since I broke her heart, and shit…
Liz Laurent is all grown up.
Author Bio
* Beach Lover * Yoga BeginnerKim Karr is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of eighteen
novels. Best known for writing sexy contemporary love stories, she enjoys
bringing flawed characters to life.
Her romances are raw, real, and explosive.
Her characters will make you laugh, make you cry, make you feel.
And her happily-ever-afters are always swoon worthy.
From the brooding rock star to the arrogant millionaire. From the witty
damsel-in-distress to the sassy high-powered business woman. No two storylines
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Review
Liz is a Princess who thought she found her Prince years ago, but she found out that he was nothing but a frog. Since then she has searched for another love like the one she lost but to no avail and she now finds herself in the position of having to marry a man she despises or her family will bear the consequences.
Spencer is the Prince that broke Liz’s heart all those years ago. He has never gotten over his first love and is determined to show her that the only arranged marriage she needs is to him.
The relationship between these two has never been anything but complicated. There is no denying the chemistry and connection between them but what kind of fairytale would you have if there weren’t evil influences tearing them apart both in the past and the present?
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