El Primer Ministro ha llegado para arrasar con todo, incluso con el corazón de la princesa. *** Para Anabelle van Helmont ser una princesa siempre ha sido una carga que no le ha traído más que disgustos. Por fortuna, desde pequeña supo encontrar un refugio en su cuaderno de dibujos donde plasmó sus ideas más locas. Ahora, con veintitrés años ha conseguido volver su sueño realidad y convertido en una diseñadora de renombre con éxito absoluto. Pero uno nunca es totalmente libre si pertenece a la familia real, hay reglas y obligaciones de las que nunca podrá escapar por mucho que lo intente. William Weaver es el nuevo Primer Ministro de Sourmun a quien se le ha encomendado la ardua tarea de liderar un Parlamento que acaba de nacer. Como padre soltero, con un trabajo que no solo consume la mayor parte de su tiempo y energía, sino que también requiere todo el coraje y audacia que pueda reunir, no tiene intenciones de involucrarse con ninguna mujer que complique su vida aún más. Hasta que conoce a la princesa. Desde el minuto cero los dos se verán atrapados en la telaraña tejida por los dueños de la corona de Sourmun que se niegan a ceder el poder que creen que les corresponde por derecho y casi sin notarlo, ambos serán el centro de un juego de poder, traición y muerte. Está sus manos dejarse vencer o lograr que el amor triunfe por encima de todo.

Derek Richmond is a bachelor with no intention of ever getting married. His work is his life, and he's next in line to take over the family business. All of that changes when his grandfather gives him an ultimatum. Derek has six months to find a suitable woman and marry. If he fails, the family business will be handed over to his younger brother. Brenna Scott has no one special to call her own. Her life is full with family and work. She wants nothing more. That is until Derek enters her life and shows her what she has been missing out on. When Derek proposes a marriage of convenience Brenna says yes, seeing it as her second chance. As Derek and Brenna explore their new relationship, they must deal with the arrival of Brenna's abusive ex-husband and her cold and calculating younger sister. Can these two survive what comes their way?

Robert Van Helmont es uno de los solteros más codiciados de Sourmun, pero el joven príncipe y heredero no muestra señales de interés por ninguna joven en particular. Todos saben por qué, desde que perdió a su novia y mejor amiga, Rob no ha vuelto a ser el mismo. Los que realmente lo conocen saben que ha dejado el joven amable y dulce que era, para transformarse en un hombre desconfiado y frío. Adelaine está en aprietos, y eso es poco decir. Su madre ha fallecido dejándole a cargo a sus dos hermanas menores. Sin dinero, trabajo, ni tampoco un techo sobre sus cabezas, Ada está desesperada. Hasta que una noche helada, por un golpe de suerte, o quizás del destino, terminará refugiada en el palacio bajo el ala de la reina, en donde no solo conocerá un mundo totalmente diferente al suyo, sino que además, se verá envuelta en las aventuras de los Van Helmont y será víctima de las mentiras reales.

Yes, I lost my father and he was the best man in the whole world. Yes, I have a stepmother who is a witch and whom I hate most passionately. Yes, I have two stepsisters that are a pain in my arse and who lost their brains when they were little. Yes, my life is like a cliché from a bloody fairy tale, but you know what is missing? The fucking Prince Charming! And where is he? Nowhere to be found! Probably he's dancing in his palace with a stupid and empty-headed Barbie. Arsehole. Who needs him, anyways? Certainly, not me. I'm almost Cinderella, but you can call me Ella. BOOK #1 in the Aware Princess Series flower: Gladiolus, t symbolises "Strength of character, honour, conviction."

{SEQUEL TO CALL ME ELLA} Yes, seven years have passed since I broke free from my own from of twisted fairy-tale. I cut ties with my "evil" stepmother, my stepsisters and from all the hatred I had in me. Yes, I moved on and left that place, carried on to live my own life in my own terms, without defining myself in terms of how much I hated someone. Yes, I let go of my love to focus on myself, my dreams and my career. Yes, during all these years I've thought of him and missed him, but I've lived content with my decision, knowing it was for the best. Yes, I found myself and I feel free, I'm also ready to give myself a chance to focus on that other part I decided to put aside seven years ago. Yes, I'm ready to give love another chance, but even if I've changed a lot, I'm still the same girl from seven years ago in that celebrity retreat centre, just improved. I'm still Ella. BONUS BOOK in the Aware Princess Series flower: Daffodil, it symbolises "return my affection; new beginnings."

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.

"Shh... Just a little bit more," I told her, unable to separate my lips from hers. A smile appeared on her lips as she straightened taller on her tip toes. It had been days since I last had her in my arms. I wasn't letting go just like that. I had this girl; a woman that had me enchanted for all I knew.. Dark brown hair, and green eyes that seemed to be grabbing my soul whenever they looked back in mine. With this girl, the electricity I needed to jump start my heart never stopped. Because, this woman... She was always a mystery to me. No matter how much time I spent with her, she was something new. Something different. Pure, raw, untouched. Each of her words were precious, her laughter -- a remedy, and the feel of her body was what healed me. I saw wildness in her eyes, yet felt gentle passion under her fingers. A heart of flame, a soul that played like mine. I felt those sparks under her every touch, and held her closer each time, knowing that I may not feel it in days, knowing that every minute with this girl was legendary. Knowing that it might be taken away from me.. And just that one kiss was more addictive than any drug known to man. Dear Lord, I couldn't fight against the thoughts that were going through me. Her smell was flooding my senses now... Blurring my head, and tearing me apart with the simple fact that I was letting her go again. Not again.. Lana.. My sin. The girl that had me under her spell, and the one I was ready to die for. The daughter of the Morphers, and on the side of my darkest enemies. The love I vowed to keep safe and risk my life for.. Once again, walking away. And I... I was a fool in love. For them, just another creature of the night. I was the opposition. One of the leaders, yet unable to keep away from our very enemy. The gracious Lana. The fearless princess. The one I was supposed to kill, not cherish and adore. But it was the hunger that brought us together, and the feast that brings us back.

San Valentín se acerca y Max necesita encontrar el regalo perfecto para Charlotte. Historia corta de la serie "Descontrol en la Realeza"

Geraldine no puede recordar cuando dejó de ser la niña dulce que todos adoraban para convertirse en lo que es ahora: un desastre. Un desastre como hija, como hermana, como amiga. Lo único que sabe es que dentro suyo hay un vacío que no ha logrado llenar ni con todos los excesos de los que disfruta. Entonces Dina, la princesa que no es realmente una princesa, emprende un camino que tiene como destino encontrarse a sí misma. Un viaje de vida en el que descubre que el amigo puede ser tu enemigo, que los que amas no estarán a tu lado para siempre y que el amor puede hallarse en donde menos lo esperas.

Antes de ser madre, antes de ser la Reina, Arlet fue simplemente una niña. Pero, ¿cómo llegó al trono? ¿Cómo se convirtió en la Reina que todos amaban y odiaban por igual? Arlet tiene muchos secretos, y pronto, van a descubrirlos.