Rourkes

Gabriel I am the crown prince of Villroy, heir to a kingdom, bound by duty to marry and produce an heir. I expected a quiet arrangement through royal channels, instead I got a palace full of women vying for my hand. This undignified circus is beneath a man of my stature! Proof being that a saucy, ill-mannered woman wearing body-hugging clothes is in the lead. I could never love someone like that, let alone marry her. Anna The plan sounded simple. I pose as my friend, pick up her inheritance, and return with the cash to keep her out of jail. So, yeah, I'm not exactly royal. I'm an orphan, a self-made woman, and proud of it. Suddenly I'm in a battle royale with a bunch of crazy competitive women for riches beyond our dreams. I'm in a time crunch, which means I need to win this competition fast. Only, that means winning over the judge; the smoldering hot grim-faced Gabriel. And now I find myself wanting to compete for more than just the money. But could a royal prince ever fall for a commoner like me? Contains mature themes.

Phillip I never expected to be the prime target of a bachelor auction, compliments of my outrageous sister-in-law, the new queen. I don't care if the internet has turned me into a royal hottie meme, I am not a piece of meat. So when the first eager single woman arrives at the palace, I send her packing. Only the damn woman refuses to leave. Ruby Why would I want to buy a date with an arrogant rude prince? I'm here to do a job, which I desperately need, and no delusional prince is going to stand in my way. Obviously, the 'royal hottie' believes the hype. So how did I end up winning the top prize in a royal bachelor auction, and what will I do with him? I can't let myself fall for a playboy. Besides, we're heading in opposite directions. He's going on an international tour for a year or more, and I absolutely have to get back to the US. Only this prince is used to getting what he wants, and now he wants me. Contains mature themes.

A British bad boy and a runaway princess bride collide for a tempting time . . . Jackson: Being a rock god isn't all it's cracked up to be. It's become a soulless grind. Which is why I'm now on my mate's houseboat, far away from the spotlight, hoping to find my way back to the music. Yeah. Not gonna happen. I've just discovered a stowaway on board, and I can't believe who she is. A bloody princess? And the prim little woman won't leave the boat, so I make an offer to scare her off-a no-strings fling. Only she says yes. I say no, and she promptly locks herself in my bedroom. I swear I'm dropping her off at the next port. She's trouble wrapped in a pretty virginal package, and I know I shouldn't touch. Emma: I'm a runaway bride trying to make a clean escape. But when Jackson Walker discovers me hiding on his boat-after I get over the shock of stumbling upon a rock star's hideaway-I immediately know he's exactly what I need. He's wild, rough around the edges, perfect. My family would never approve. The press would skewer us. I still want him. He's the antidote to my tightly prescribed life. But can he ever see past my title to the woman I long to be? Contains mature themes.

Alice. First thing you should know about me: I'm on my honeymoon on Villroy Island without my groom, which was a no-brainer given how my ex-fiancé decided to "accidentally" fall in love with my best friend. I don't want to talk about it. Second thing: I'm a romance author on a generously extended deadline, and I've sworn to use this time away productively. I'm about to admit defeat when a prince with an image problem falls into my lap. And for some crazy reason, it's decided that me posing as his fiancé would be a good idea. The last thing I want is to actually be committed to someone, but a fake engagement may make this next book write itself. Lucas. I want to contribute to the kingdom, be part of the legacy. I should be the CEO of our new business venture, but my oldest brother, Gabriel, the king, blocks me at every turn, convinced I'm too flighty. So when Gabriel's wife, Anna, offers me a chance to prove myself with the bankers, and the only catch is bringing along a fake fiancé, I reluctantly agree. I never expected to fall. Yet here I am, hell-bent on convincing a woman afraid to get involved that she belongs with me. Contains mature themes.

Polly. I'm a modern twenty-three-year-old princess bound by rules more suited to medieval times. My father's declining health means I will soon be queen, but, as a woman, I will not be allowed to rule alone. I can only claim my birthright by marrying the man chosen for me-a business tycoon useful to our kingdom. If I do not comply, my younger cousin will take my place simply because he's a man. I never met a man tempting enough to risk a kingdom . . . and then I meet him. Oscar. I'm the good looking one. If you need to pick me out of the middle of the Rourke clan, that's how you do it. Does it bother me that nothing is expected of the fourth-born son other than to flash my devastatingly handsome smile for the press? Maybe. Would I like to be needed even just by one person who sees me as the key to something important? Yes. And then I meet her. She's on Villroy for a short time before she must return home and marry the man her parents have chosen. If she doesn't, she loses her birthright. If I truly care for Polly, I'll walk away. But do I have the strength to resist the most perfect woman I've ever met? Contains mature themes.

Adrian I'm a gentleman and a card shark, so taking the lead on the new upscale casino on Villroy is a natural fit. Except, after a month in operation, it's been proving to be more than one prince can handle. I need a right-hand man (or woman) to make this operation a success, and hundreds of jobs are counting on me. And then my twin, Silvia, gets in touch about Sara, a girl we were close to as children when her family summered in Villroy. Ironically, at twelve, we swore a solemn vow to marry when we were twenty-five. We're now twenty-five. But that's not why Silvia contacted me. Turns out that Sara, like me, loves poker, but now she's in trouble, running a poker game in New York and upping the pot high enough to attract the wealthy underbelly of the city. Of course, I ride to the rescue with the perfect solution-a job, working for me. Except the stubborn woman won't stop her game, won't leave New York, and won't leave her sister, who's all grown up. Now I find myself wanting her for more than just business, unable to leave her in such a dangerous situation. But my kingdom is counting on me to make the casino a success. Something's got to give. Contains mature themes.