I’m Pippa Welch, and there are three things you should know about me.

1. I’ve been the steadfast and loyal best friend of His Royal Highness Lars Løve VII, the Prince of Denmark, since we met in middle school. I’m also quite possibly the only woman in the country who’s never fallen into bed with him.
2. I would fall into bed with Lars in a heartbeat, and he has no idea.
3. I’m not really Pippa Welch.

Everything is fine until the night he comes to me, gets on one knee, pops open a ring box, and…
 ...asks if I’ll fake an engagement with him.
Lars has been there for me my whole life, so I jump at the chance to help him before I can think better of it. Take some official photos and show my face at some fancy events?
Anything for my bestie, the man for whom I’ve held a torch for a decade.
Only I’m not expecting him to slide his arm around my waist, pull me closer, and kiss me so deeply I can’t think straight. He’s not supposed to whisper I want to taste you in my ear during a royal ball, or to slip me the tongue during the New Years’ parade.
And I really, really wasn’t expecting him to keep up the charade in private.
Lars is slowly breaking down every barrier I’ve put up to keep him out of my heart, and more than anything, I want to let him make this engagement real… but I can’t let him find out my secret.
See, if I let my mask slip, I’m not the only one whose life would be shattered. And if I’m not careful, I’ll lose the man I love and my best friend in the entire world in one fell swoop...

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Forbidden fruit is always the sweetest.
I was born a scoundrel. Destined to a life of poverty, until the royal family saved me. I owe them my life, and I’ll do anything to uphold my duty. 
Even when my duty is babysitting Annika, the king’s little sister.
Except it turns out that Nika isn’t the wayward wild child I thought she was. She’s whimsical, stubborn, funny, gorgeous… and completely off limits.
Not only is she my best friend’s kid sister, Nika is a full ten years younger than me. While I was going to university, she was hanging posters of Justin Bieber on her walls and doing geometry homework. Don’t even get me started on the fact that she is a princess and I’m just a commoner.
And when I thought things couldn’t get more awkward? She asks me to be her first. Now every time I think about Annika, I picture her moaning my name. 
My duty, my honor, and my sense of what’s right tell me not to look Nika’s way again… But my heart refuses to resist her. 
The only question is, once I give in and take what I need... will having Annika just one time be enough? 

*This book is a complete standalone. It is NOT required that you have read any of the Dirty Royals.

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I was born to a crown I don’t want.

My name is Crown Prince Stellan Augustus Love IV. 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?

About the Author . . .

I was born to a crown I don’t want.

My name is Crown Prince Stellan Augustus Love IV. 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?

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