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THE PRINCE & THE PLAYER
By Tia Louise
One con artist; one petty thief…
One twisted plot for revenge.
When Grand Duke Reginald Winchester is exiled in disgrace, he vows he won’t go down without a fight. Crossing paths with Zee Wilder and her younger sister Ava at a gambling resort in Miami is the stroke of luck heneeds.
Zee is the counterfeit courtier in Reggie’s plan to humiliateRowan, the controlled heir who kicked him out of the kingdom. In return, the sisters get a permanent spot on Easy Street.
If only Zee didn’t keep finding herself in a clutch with Cal,Rowan’s playboy younger brother. Ava’s no help, as she finds quiet walks in the moonlight discussing poetry and leadership with the brooding, future king irresistible. Even more irresistible is kissing his luscious lips.
The whole plan is falling apart, and neither sister is sure she wants to stop it.
A BRAND-NEW STAND-ALONE CONTEMPORARYROMANCE featuring secrets, lies, royal high jinks, scams and double-crosses; breathless, swooning lust, cocky princes, dominant
alpha future-kings, and crafty courtiers, who are not always what they seem. #Dirty#Cinderella #Royal #Romance #PrinceandPlayer
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Tia Louise is the Award-Winning, International Bestselling author of the One to Hold series.
From “Readers’ Choice” nominations, to USA Today“Happily Ever After” nods, to winning the 2015 “Favorite Erotica Author” and the 2014 “Lady Boner Award” (LOL!), nothing makes her happier than communicating with fans and weaving new tales into the Alexander-Knight world of stories.
A former journalist, Louise lives in the center of the USA with her lovely family and one grumpy cat. There, she dreams up stories she hopes are engaging, hot, and sexy, and that cause readers rethink common public locations...
Books by Tia Louise:
One to Hold (Derek & Melissa), 2013
One to Keep (Patrick & Elaine), 2014
One to Protect (Derek & Melissa), 2014
One to Love (Kenny & Slayde), 2014
One to Leave (Stuart & Mariska), 2014
One to Save (Derek & Melissa), 2015
One to Chase (Amy & Marcus), 2015
One to Take (Stuart & Mariska), 2016
The Prince & The Player, 2016
Paranormal Romances (all stand-alones):
One Immortal (Derek & Melissa, #SexyVampires), 2015
One Insatiable (Koa & Mercy, #SexyShifters), 2015
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THE PRINCE & THE PLAYER
By Tia Louise
© TLM Productions LLC, 2016
~ Crown Prince Rowan ~
I step around the hedge, and I’m frozen on the spot. A young woman sits on the concrete bench. She’s leaning back on her hand, and she seems to glow in the moonlight. Her dark hair is down her back in long waves that curl gently at the ends. I want to thread my fingers through it and see if it’s as silky as it appears. Her lips are full and pink, and her skin is the color of caramel.
Her strapless gown leaves her slim shoulders bare, and her chin is tilted up, eyes closed. I burn with desire to take her in my arms and kiss her. I want to run my mouth all over her body and taste her. I want to inhale her scent and have her all around me. It’s an insanely primitive responseunlike anything I’ve ever felt. I have to know who she is. I have to know her better.
“Hello,” I say as gently as possible, despite my growing hunger.
Her eyes flash open, and I’m hit with a blaze of deep emerald green. It’s like a sucker-punch to the chest.
“I’m sorry!” She leans forward and moves her longdress aside before standing. She’s trying to leave, and my insides revolt. I can’t let her go.
“Wait!” Dashing forward, I catch her hand. It’s slim and cool in my noticeably larger one. “I was just…” I motion back toward the ballroom. “Taking a break, and I heard you. Were you reciting poetry?”
Her chin drops, and I’m pretty sure she’s blushing. I almost can’t control the urges burning just under my skin.
“It’s so beautiful here.” She slowly pulls her hand out ofmine and points over the hill. “The ocean is just there, and the roses smell so nice.”
In that moment, I remember. “Was that from ‘In the Clearing’?”
“You like Robert Frost?” Her eyes sparkle, and I want to only see that light in them forever.
“His poems were always easy for me to remember.” I look around, thinking. “They rhyme, and they feel logical to me. Intuitive.”
“Yes,” She smiles and nods, as if I’ve read her mind. “That’s how I feel!”
Again, I reach for her hand. Looking down, I notice our skin seems to match, although I can tell she’s been in the sun. Her hands are soft and elegant, and I want them on my body. I want her on my body. I want our bodies entwined all night…
When she pulls away, it hurts. “I’d better get back. I only stepped out for some air. They’ll wonder where I am.”
I capture her hand again. “Who are they? Who are you here with?”
Her chin drops, and she looks worried. “Oh, well, umm…” I watch as her eyes trace the flagstones searching for an answer.
I’m hypnotized by those eyes, by her full lips. Reaching out, I touch her cheek. Moving closer, I’m ready to taste her. Her chin lifts, and her pink tongue slips out to touch her bottom lip. It’s like a match to gasoline, and I know the moment we meet, we won’t be going back.”
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