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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. He's tall, broad, and he slays me with one look. The most gorgeous man I've ever seen in my life. The second…mehr

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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. He's tall, broad, and he slays me with one look. The most gorgeous man I've ever seen in my life. The second his eyes meet mine, I know I'm in trouble. Big, prince-shaped Trouble with a capital 'T'. But Trouble feels too good to resist. Trouble makes my cheeks burn when it whispers dirty things in my ear. Trouble makes me feel like a woman for the first time in a long, long time. And what happens at the castle stays at the castle...right? Wrong. As it turns out, Trouble has consequences. Those consequences have ten little fingers and ten little toes, and a mother who is completely unprepared. Lucky for me, Trouble comes knocking down my door, demanding to know why I lied about my name...
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Lilian Monroe lives in a luxurious jungle treehouse surrounded by lush greenery, with an army of scantily-clad men with rippling abdominal muscles ready to attend to her every need. No, wait. That's not true. Lilian Monroe spends her days dangling her feet into her pool, while the scantily-clad pool boy with rippling abdominal muscles feeds her chocolate covered strawberries and massages her back. Okay, okay. You got me. That's not true either. Let's try again. Lilian Monroe lives at home with her two children, three dogs and twelve chickens. Her husband likes to work shirtless in the back yard. His sweaty, gleaming abdominal muscles ripple with every movement and he- I'm sorry I have to stop. Fine, I'll admit it, that one isn't true either. How about this: Lilian Monroe loves thinking about men with rippling abdominal muscles serving her hand and foot, and she wants you to think about them too! She is an avid reader, writer, and lover of all things romance. She loves everything from bad boys to billionaires. Her books are packed with hot hot heat, action, suspense, and everything from second chances to single dads. She hates cheating and loves a good happily ever after (and rippling abs).