When she kissed me, I was shocked. She was a stranger and still so familiar. It wasn't until I woke up to my picture splashed on the cover of tabloids that I realised I knew who she was. Princess Jade of England. Royal bad girl. Exiled heir to the throne. She isn't Princess Charming. She's controlling. She's demanding. She's dangerous. And I can't say no to her. We both have secrets, Secrets that could tear us apart or drive us closer together and as the paparazzi exposes each one, I have to decide just how far I'm willing to go for her. G!p Jade