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Honeymoon With The Prince: A Royal Romance
Honeymoon With The Prince: A Royal Romance
Honeymoon With The Prince: A Royal Romance
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Honeymoon With The Prince: A Royal Romance

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His mousy temptress is pure, innocent, and untouched. But not for long…

Markellan Bran, the brutishly handsome Prince of Kentigen, is used to taking what he wants, and what he wants from first sight is the plain, simple, and American Violet Havisham for his wife. He sees what most don't when he looks at her—a curvy angel hiding an inner vixen. One who's hot as sin and a woman complex and challenging enough to be his bride. He is confident that he can conquer anything—and Violet's heart is next.

Violet Havisham finds everything about the brash, nearly uncivilized prince unsettling. She's recently left the monastery and craves a quiet life. Falling for a devil of man like Prince Markellan would be a royal mistake. He's too big, too brutish, and too darkly sensual for her. He says he wants to give her the one thing she left the cloister for—a baby. But surely she'd be better off adopting than taking her chances with a reckless, dangerous beast.

In his culture, the honeymoon comes before the wedding, and the bridegroom must convince the bride to marry him based on his honeymoon "performance." So Prince Markellan makes her a deal—give him one week to satisfy her every need, and if she can walk away, he'll let her go.

Author confession: If she can walk at all after a week in his palace, it will be a miracle. If you know what I mean. Did I mention that Prince Markellan's country is a fertility culture that worships women and all things carnal? The men there spend years learning the arts of pleasing and caring for their women. And you know he's not going to let her go with his royal baby in her belly. If you're looking for a curvy heroine, a royal hero, beastly alpha dirty talk, and opposites attract in an instalove minute, you're in the right place. It wouldn't be a Brill Harper book if it wasn't as sweet as it is filthy.

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PublisherBrill Harper
Release dateJun 7, 2018
ISBN9781386542919
Honeymoon With The Prince: A Royal Romance
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Brill Harper

Unfailingly filthy...and super sweet Brill's books are filthy/sweet for when you're in the mood for something a little over the top. Okay, a lot over the top. Sorry, not sorry.  Brill Harper is represented by Deidre Knight of The Knight Agency.

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    Honeymoon With The Prince - Brill Harper

    About this Book

    His mousy temptress is pure, innocent, and untouched. But not for long...

    Markellan Bran, the brutishly handsome Prince of Kentigen, is used to taking what he wants, and what he wants from first sight is the plain, simple, and American Violet Havisham for his wife. He sees what most don’t when he looks at her—a curvy angel hiding an inner vixen. One who’s hot as sin and a woman complex and challenging enough to be his bride. He is confident that he can conquer anything—and Violet’s heart is next.

    Violet Havisham finds everything about the brash, nearly uncivilized prince unsettling. She’s recently left the monastery and craves a quiet life. Falling for a devil of man like Prince Markellan would be a royal mistake. He’s too big, too brutish, and too darkly sensual for her. He says he wants to give her the one thing she left the cloister for—a baby. But surely she’d be better off adopting than taking her chances with a reckless, dangerous beast.

    In his culture, the honeymoon comes before the wedding, and the bridegroom must convince the bride to marry him based on his honeymoon performance. So Prince Markellan makes her a deal—give him one week to satisfy her every need, and if she can walk away, he’ll let her go.

    Author confession: If she can walk at all after a week in his palace, it will be a miracle. If you know what I mean. Did I mention that Prince Markellan’s country is a fertility culture that worships women and all things carnal? The men there spend years learning the arts of pleasing and caring for their women. And you know he’s not going to let her go with his royal baby in her belly. If you’re looking for a curvy heroine, a royal hero, beastly alpha dirty talk, and opposites attract in an instalove minute, you’re in the right place. It wouldn’t be a Brill Harper book if it wasn’t as sweet as it is filthy.

    Chapter One

    Twenty years ago

    Young Prince Markellan ran through the museum, ducking and weaving around the tourists. It was his first time in New York and no way was he hanging out in a stuffy old museum all day.

    He was an adventurer.

    Slipping past Ranzel had been too easy. See? He was made for this. He should have been born a pirate instead of a prince.

    So what if he was only ten? Lots of pirates could have started as children. Argh.

    He flew through a door marked Employees Only and found himself in a corridor. Yes! At the end was an exit to the street. He wanted to see Central Park so bad. He’d find it on his own. Run the whole way if he needed to. Nobody could stop him. Heck, maybe nobody would find him for days. He could eat...what did Americans call them? Hot dogs. For breakfast, lunch, and dinner. No, for dinner he’d eat cotton candy.

    He was almost to the door when he heard the sound of a girl crying. He stopped and looked to his left to find a girl with long, blonde braids in a school uniform hugging her knees on the floor.

    Are you okay? He dropped to the floor next to her. Are you hurt somewhere?

    She snuffled and wiped her nose on her shirt. I miss my mommy and daddy.

    Are you lost? Shoot. He was wasting seconds he needed to put space between him and Ranzel, but he couldn’t leave a crying, lost girl alone. His mother would skin him alive. The little girl was probably about three years younger than him. It was his duty to make sure she was okay.

    I’m not lost.

    Well, then, where are your parents?

    God took them.

    His heart fell. Oh, man. He understood that. God took my dad too.

    What does he need them for? Doesn’t he have enough people? Why can’t he just take the old ones and leave the mommies and daddies here?

    He sat all the way down and crisscrossed his legs. This was going to take a while. My mother told me that even though he isn’t here where I can see him, my dad is always with me. And boy, is his dad probably mad right now. What was he thinking, running away from his guard? He was going to be in so much trouble. Who are you here with?

    My school. We’re on a field trip. But I just got so sad and Sister Allison told me I need to be strong and not cry all the time, but I couldn’t help it. The tears just started coming, so I ran to hide until the tears are gone.

    Her eyes were all red and swollen, but they weren’t leaking anymore. Well, you should go back before you get into more trouble.

    What about you?

    I guess I should go back too.

    My name is Violet.

    I’m Markellan. He dug into his pocket and pulled out the gold Kentigen medallion his father had given him a long time ago. He always had it in his pocket. Like a good luck charm. Here.

    What is it?

    So you remember when you’re sad that you have a friend named Markellan.

    She took it from him, and a little piece of his heart pinched when he parted with it. Thank you. I’ll keep it forever.

    Sometimes, doing the right thing sucks.

    Let’s get you back to your class.

    He held her hand as they went back through the door he’d ducked through earlier. A mob of suits and even a couple of nuns rushed them, and he tried to keep hold of her hand as long as he could, but the grown-ups got them separated. He’d never forget her sad eyes, the color of the sky in June, when she looked back at him one last time.

    Markellan

    Current Day

    JUST ONE DRINK, PIETER.

    Your Majesty, it’s too dangerous. You know that. We need advance warning to go into someplace like that. Have a drink in the suite.

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