Ergebnis für "London Prince" in Literatur & Belletristik

After a scandal, starting college in Massachusetts is my fresh start. With an ocean between me and the palace in The Netherlands, this is the chance to be just Floris instead of the first openly gay prince in Europe. College life in America appeals to me…including my roommate, Orson. He’s cute as a bug in an adorkable way, but also serious and focused, his head permanently in a book. But behind his glasses, there is a sparkle in his gorgeous eyes, and I want to get to know him.

Unfreiwillig geoutet und von Reportern durch den Hyde Park gejagt werden – besinnlicher könnte Kronprinz Jasper kaum in die Feiertage starten. Als er auf seiner Flucht einen attraktiven Fremden umrennt, ist dieser zum Glück bereit, dem Thronfolger aus seiner misslichen Lage zu helfen. Widrigen Umständen und einem frechen Hund ist es zu verdanken, dass Jasper und der Fremde, der sich als Cal vorstellt, in dessen schäbigem Apartment landen. Cal ist auf der Suche nach einem Fake-Freund für die Weihnachtstage bei seiner Familie und Jasper will sich dem Medienrummel entziehen.

Prince Kazia Dire isn't nice. Being nice lets people close. Letting people close risks revealing Kazia's greatest secret—the power that condemns him to a lifetime of abuse. Until opportunity appears in the form of a captive enemy mage.

Damen is a warrior hero to his people and the rightful heir to the throne of Akielos, but when his half brother seizes power, Damen is captured, stripped of his identity, and sent to serve the prince of an enemy nation as a pleasure slave. Beautiful, manipulative and deadly, his new master, Prince Laurent, epitomizes the worst of the court at Vere. But in the lethal political web of the Veretian court, nothing is as it seems, and when Damen finds himself caught up in a play for the throne, he must work together with Laurent.

All I want is to join my family for their annual Christmas hunt. But no, because that’s apparently only for married men. Like I need a ring on my finger to shoot a man in the back. Oh, yes, the tradition is hunting people. We keep some enemies alive and let them think they can escape. It’s just a bit of festive fun, really, so it infuriates me that I, their best hitman, can't take part. If my homophobic father thinks I’ll marry a woman to qualify, he’s delusional. This year, I’m coming home with a husband. And the perfect disaster of a man literally falls into my lap.