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Royals Undone Special Edition (Hardcover)
A newfound prince. A diplomat’s daughter.
One heist of a love story.
The complete Royals Undone duet in one foiled, illustrated hardcover.
Each hardcover is custom printed just for you. Your tracking number arrives by email in 3-5 weeks.
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The question after the price: is it worth it?
“I am absolutely hooked on the Winston isles Royals and can’t wait to continue reading all of them .”
“Funny and well written. I love the banter.”
“I love this whole series.... I can't wait to get the last two of the series.”
“This was well worth the wait! The book is well made and such a beautiful binding. From the foiled title, sprayed edges along with the color drawings to the actual stories, it all feels lush and looks great on the shelf.”
“Love how this book is put together. Read one story, flip the book read the other.”
Royal romance · Nana Malone
A conman prince. The one woman he can’t con.
Royals. A heist. Accidental roommates. And enough spice to melt your ereader.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Reader love for the Winston Isles Royals
“I am absolutely hooked on the Winston isles Royals and can’t wait to continue reading all of them.”
“Funny and well written. I love the banter.”
Series: Winston Isles Royals
Included: The complete duet of Royal Bastard and Bastard Prince, plus 2 bonus epilogues
Tropes: ❤️ Alpha Hero ❤️ Sassy Heroine ❤️ Royal Romance ❤️ Forbidden Romance ❤️ Heist Romance ❤️ Forced Proximity ❤️ Action Adventure Romance
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Straight from Lucas.
“Sweetheart, do you realize that most women are trying to sneak into the ball? Not out of the ball?”
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Bryna’s great escape does not go to plan.
I knew what this looked like.
It looked like I was escaping.
Who the hell ran away from a wedding ball? Me. Little Miss Crazy. My parents had said it all; I was ungrateful, I was taking this opportunity for granted, I was looking a gift horse in the mouth. But I had to get out of there, so I was making my escape… out of a window… in my canary yellow, satin and tulle ball gown.
I wasn’t entirely without guilt. I winced a little when I thought about it. My mother would be disappointed, but what else was new? My father would be furious. Again, not new.
I only came to the stupid ball because they forced me. Dad threatened to keep me from going to New York if I didn’t comply. Little did he know, I was way ahead of him on that. I was already prepared for such a threat. After all, my parents and I had been dancing to this tune for years.
I had something I wanted to do, and they would dangle it as a carrot. When I would do what was asked, poof; The carrot vanished or moved.
I had an internship at Turntable Records that started in New York the following week. It was unpaid and had to be done in conjunction with some business courses, but it was a dream internship. I’d worked hard to get it, and finding fresh, undiscovered musicians was a total passion for me.
The plan was to travel with my parents. But, as this was not my first rodeo, I wanted to make sure New York happened.
I stared at the window. Okay, first things first. Shoes out. And then bag, because a girl is going to need her cellphone and cash to get out of this joint. Next, bunch up the dress and climb out.
Except, the office window was slightly higher off the ground than I’d anticipated, so I had to hoist myself up to get on the sill. By the time I swung my legs around, the jump looked downright dangerous. Suck it up, Bryna. You got this. Either that or suffer here in another situation you don’t want. Take charge of your life. Or let someone else do it.
That did it. Without looking, I jumped… and squealed.
As I fell, I tensed every muscle I had. There might have also been some expletives and silent prayer to every deity I could think of. Then I landed with a thud and a crunching of leaves and branches, with a gardenia up my—dear Lord. I’d normally expect dinner before anything got shoved up my ass. Was that too much to ask? Somewhere to my right, there was a giggle accompanied by a low, rolling chuckle.
Then a low, melodic voice said, “Wow, you must be desperate to leave. I didn’t think the music was that bad. That’s flipping Mark Ronson on the ones and twos.”
From my spot in the middle of the gardenia bush, I whipped my head around toward the male voice I’d heard. The voice was too low to belong to the giggle. Oh hell.
“Who the hell is out here?”
“You’re the one sneaking out a window, and you’re asking us who the hell we are?” The owner of the voice stepped forward dragging a pretty blonde behind him. I recognized them from the ball immediately. He was a friend of the king’s.
One of the groomsmen or something. I didn’t know his name. But the girl… I knew her name all right. I generally called her other names I couldn’t repeat in public. Because to be fair, my ex’s inability to keep his dick in his pants wasn’t her fault.
But her pursuing him, was.
At any rate, her actual name was Charity Fellows, and it was no surprise to find her out here with some random hottie.
It took a moment, but I was able to prop myself into a sitting position, gardenia still lodged where the sun doesn’t shine. Unfortunately, the tulle of my yellow dress was wrapped around my feet and the bushes, and I couldn’t extricate myself.
“Do you need help?” the guy with the voice like sin and chocolate asked.
I slanted him a glare. “I got it.”
Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Holy-Hotness leaned against one of the pillars. “Oh, sure you do. This I have to see.”
Charity turned to him and said, “She’s fine. Can we go? I thought you were going to show me the sights of the garden.” When she said sights, her gaze drifted over his broad chest.
“I think I just threw up a little in my mouth,” I muttered to myself.
“Oh, come on. This will only take a minute since she’s got it.”
Charity pouted. “You’re serious?”
His gaze narrowed at that. Then it was like he was seeing her for the first time, and he found her lacking.
Yeah, pick your bedfellows wisely. This one is a viper.
When he didn’t budge, she threw me a look that was all daggers and stomped off.
I tried to extricate myself, and I heard a ripping sound. “My mother is going to kill me.” Naa Darfoor was the newest ‘it’ designer, and this dress cost a fortune, I’m sure.
“Sweetheart, do you realize that most women are trying to sneak into the ball? Not out of the ball?”
I finally just hiked the damn dress all the way up to my waist, kicked my legs over, and hopped out of the bush. I could feel his gaze skim over me as I stood. As the heat spread out from the center of my chest, I dropped my skirt, squared my shoulders, and deliberately glared at him. “Thanks for the help.”
“You said you had it,” he said with a wide, cheeky grin.
“Little-dicked twat monkey,” I whispered under my breath.
His bark of laughter filled the still night like an unexpected firecracker.
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The story
Book one · Royal Bastard
The second I saw her, I knew she was trouble… the kind I like most.
The second I saw her, I knew she was trouble… the kind I like most.
Lucas is a newfound prince with a conman’s past. Bryna is a diplomat’s daughter with plans of her own. When they end up as accidental roommates, keeping their hands off each other is the hardest job either of them has ever taken.
What's included
- Unique foiled hardcover
- Flip-flop design: Royal Bastard on one side, Bastard Prince on the other
- Digitally signed
- Sprayed edge design
- Illustrated endpapers
- 6 SFW and NSFW art pieces
- The complete duet + 2 bonus epilogues
Series reading order
The Winston Isles Royals
- Cheeky Royal
- Cheeky King
- Royal Bastard
- Bastard Prince
- Royal Tease
- Teasing the Princess
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The book. The art. Your questions, answered.
Each copy is custom printed just for you. Please allow 3-5 weeks before you receive your tracking information.
The complete Royals Undone duet, Royal Bastard and Bastard Prince, plus 2 bonus epilogues, in one flip-flop hardcover.
The book includes 6 art pieces, both SFW and NSFW. Royal Bastard art pages: 155, 226/227. Bastard Prince art pages: 68, 193/194.
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Royals Undone is the second duet in the Winston Isles Royals series. It reads on its own, but if you want the full story start with Royals Undercover.
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