This week I’m talking about the second in my Royal Romances series, my new release Royal Risk.
Once I had finished writing Royal Passion, the first book in my Royal Romances series, I wondered what might happen to Krisia, King Leo’s ultra-efficient Personal Assistant. Leo was so impressed with her work that he sent her to work with his younger brother, Prince Athan.
My New Release, ‘Royal Risk’
Royal Passion was a rags-to-riches Cinderella story. Its follow-up, Royal Risk is an ‘enemies to lovers’ romance. The lovely cover was created by Joanna Maitland.
Prince Athan is a tough, outspoken career soldier. Krisia is the complete opposite. She is determined that Athan will get his act together before the coronation of his older brother, Leo. Krisia’s intelligence and refusal to be put down really riles Athan. He’s a player who likes his women dim and docile. He’s also hiding a dangerous secret.
Krisia’s new job turns her world upside down. She finds Athan, Kharova’s notorious Royal Stud, loud, disruptive– and dangerously alluring. As they clash in the royal corridors of power, Krisia is swept up in a firestorm of danger and desire. When Athan reveals the secret that threatens his future, he and Krisia are forced to work together to overcome disaster.
In a kingdom where duty and desire are at odds, will Krisia and Athan risk everything for a love that can change their destinies?
A Taste of Royal Risk…
As Krisia got into the limousine sent to take her back to the palace, something threatened to wreck the end of her holiday. It was the pulsing thud of a helicopter engine vibrating through her body.
With my luck, it’s Prince Athan doing some low-level flying. Once he spots an official car on the move, he’ll buzz it all the way back to the city, she thought.
She slumped into the sumptuous rear seat of the car, with no hope of enjoying the ride. The gates at the end of the drive swung open to let her car out onto the country road. Then everything went wrong. Something pinged against the windscreen, and it wasn’t gravel.
“Gunfire!” the driver screamed.
He threw the car into reverse and they roared back the way they had come, but there was no escape. The automatic gates were already closed.
As part of the royal household, Krisia knew what to do. Terrified, she curled into a ball low down in the car’s footwell. It was the safest place to be when under attack.
The chauffeurs were trained to get their passengers out of trouble. Krisia waited for her driver to accelerate away from danger. Instead, the car lurched and stalled. Flinging his door open, the man leaped out and ran away.
Panic caught Krisia by the throat and refused to let go. She was alone, and her car was under attack.
Light streamed through the driver’s door and into her hiding place. She saw her chauffeur’s feet flash away through the dust kicked up by gunfire. Her heart almost bounced right out of her ribcage. All these official cars were armored, but that wouldn’t help her if a bullet whizzed in through the gap.
Krisia’s choice was to wait like a rabbit in a trap or make a run for it.
Putting her hand to her own door, she groped for its catch. She couldn’t raise her head high enough to see what she was doing. From her low angle, crammed behind the driver’s seat, all she could see was a pair of gleaming army boots. They were hurtling toward her as bullets kicked up puffs of dust from the road.
The sight froze Krisia’s blood.
It wasn’t her driver, returning with help.
She opened her mouth to scream. There wasn’t time. A huge, laughing silhouette opened the car door and threw himself on top of her.
The impact knocked all the air from Krisia’s lungs. Pressed down beneath his weight, the touch of bare male skin overpowered her.
Only one person could laugh while pumping out that rich fragrance of adrenaline. His body felt every bit as powerful as Krisia had always imagined.
She struggled to catch her breath, then gasped his name.
“Prince Athan?”
A deep chuckle reverberated through the muscular body that was crushing her against the floor of the car.
“Right first time,” his rich, melodious tones caressed her ear, “How did you guess?”
“Careful, your Highness. If you get any closer, you’ll have to marry me,” Krisia said, using the one word guaranteed to send a man like Prince Athan heading for the hills.
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