検索キーワード： 著者 "James McKenna" すべてのカテゴリー

Wildheath Castle is rightly mine. No one on earth cares more about that beautiful relic than me. I've been the caretaker for the past five years, and the old man promised he'd leave it to me. Now, his American granddaughter has come all the way to Ireland to usurp me. But I’ll not let that lass outfox me, no matter how badly I want to press her against the wall and give her a proper welcome.

When I came to New York and started working as an intern at an ad agency, I hoped to learn more about the business and get an inside track for a more permanent position. Too bad that gig turned out to be running for coffee, fetching dry cleaning, and fielding calls from the women in Kerwin Baker’s life. He promised I’d get my chance to play with the big boys while I managed his life.

The Prince's baby is kicking in my belly, but as much as I love the man, I don't dare let him know. When I met the Crown Prince Sebastian, he swept me off my feet with his irresistible charm and gorgeous green eyes. Not to mention those broad, sexy shoulders that would one day carry the needs of an entire country upon them. But a powerful enemy of the crown conspires to keep us apart, and to ensure the prince's reputation, I'm forced to abandon the only man I've ever loved.

Princess Martina Parisier hates the lavish royal parties with their boring guests, having to behave like a lady for hours on end. But this year’s ball will be a masquerade. Everyone there will be in costume, so at least she can hide in plain sight. So when a dashing masked man captures her under the mistletoe and gives her a toe-curling kiss then leaves her with a single red rose, she has no idea who he is. Now the mysterious stranger is sending her a red rose each day in a countdown of his own.

All my life I’ve worked my ass off to follow in my father’s footsteps and become the owner of the Orlando Hurricanes. But my father’s old cronies are trying to stop me. They are searching for any excuse to boot me out the door. Who knew football’s front office could be so brutal? Our franchise player is the love of my life, and I’m dying to rekindle my relationship with him. This going to be a major challenge.

She’s a princess, and his patient. He’s supposed to heal her, not fall for her. Crossing the line could cost him everything, but sometimes love is worth the risk.

It sucks waking up rich and then finding out your father has stolen everything you had. But a clause in my grandmother’s will can solve all my problems. There’s one catch - I need to have a baby. I’ve always wanted to be a mother. To have a family. But I’ll need to beat my rival cousin to the delivery room in order to inherit. Good thing my best friend’s devilishly handsome brother needs a cash injection to keep his construction company afloat.

At the age of 21, I am to be introduced to society, complete with a royal ball, where I am intended to find a suitable prince. Mostly, this sounds like fun, until I find out the ball is a ruse. My suitors are under scrutiny for other reasons, and I’m bait. Apparently, our wealth has been stolen. Our country is practically destitute. It’s my duty to marry us out of the hole, while my bodyguard is supposed to ferret out the thief who has put us here. Everyone has a secret, and mine is at least as scandalous as most.

Eliza Noble doesn’t belong in my world. I’m a Prince, and she’s a scholarship student. No one thinks she’s good enough, but I’ll have her anyway. From the moment I lay eyes on her, she intrigues me. And even though my friends can’t stand her, something deep inside me burns to know the pretty girl who doesn’t quite fit in. At first, I hide my curiosity. I have a rep to protect. But I can’t hold back forever. I will make her mine. Then I’ll be forced to choose. Do I pursue the path determined by my birthright, or do I follow my heart?

Lassen Sie sich entführen in ein imaginäres Reich königlicher Familien, in dem die Männer steinreich, heiß wie der Teufel und daran gewöhnt sind, jede Frau zu bekommen, die sie wollen. Die Frauen hingegen sind unabhängige, willensstarke Temperamentsbündel, die eigentlich keinen Mann brauchen und vielleicht nicht gerade die idealen Kandidatinnen für den Prinzessinnen-Titel sind.