King Size

My one-night-stand wants me to pose as his queen.
He’s insufferable. Cocky. And hotter than sin itself.
I’ll say yes—to get my family out of debt. Then I’m gone.
But I’m pregnant with two heirs to the throne.
And this king-size lie is starting to feel real.

Owen:
I never wanted to be king—and I never planned on having a wife.
But my big brother abdicated, and this playboy prince is stuck with the job.
There are a thousand airbrushed duchesses knocking on my door,
But I’ve got a different kind of woman in mind.
Norah’s wild, loud-mouthed, and American.
Everything about her turns me on.
It's a marriage of convenience. A fake wife for a real king.
That’s what I told her.
She says she hates me, but her body tells a different story when I get her behind closed doors.
With each taste of her luscious lips, each sassy turn of her hips, I want her even more.
Not just for now. Forever.
When a man shows up at my coronation, telling me he owns her—
He’s going to be sorry he ever stepped foot in my kingdom.
Norah is my queen.
And I’ll be d@mned if I let anyone else get their hands on her.

I’ll sacrifice everything to protect her, even if she is the most royal pain I’ve ever met.

Romance