A Curvy Girl For The Prince

Haakon: I know there are rumors about me. That I use women. That I tie them up for my so-called “training.” That I discard them afterwards, with no thought as to their well-being. It’s all true. After all, not everyone can handle a Prince of Lysenia because I’m genetically different from most men. The average guy out there has one tool … but I have two. They’re both massive, leaking poles. Designed to claim. With no mercy. And I’m looking for a curvy girl who can take it all. Matilda: I’ve heard about Prince Haakon’s anatomy. The rumors are so wild that they couldn’t possibly be true. But after our prince calls for a virgin sacrifice, opportunity knocks. He’s here … I’m available … … and I’m eager to receive on both ends. In other words, I’m perfect for Haakon’s filthy desires. But how do I make him choose me? This is a follow up to The Prince and His Bodyguards. Yes, the genetics of the Lysenian royal family are strange but altogether amazing because just like Prince Ragnar, Prince Haakon also has two massive clubs … and a forked tongue that can do wonders! Impossible? Not in Romancelandia! As always, my tales contain inappropriate scenes and are not intended for sensitive readers. HEA guaranteed.

Sophia: What's a girl to do when she's been publicly humiliated and left brokenhearted? Well... if she's me, she quits her job and leaves the country! Six months of aimless travel around Europe has led me here; to a tiny country I never heard of before, and a job working for the hottest member of their royal family. I've been Prince Nicolas' primary assistant at the grand Aureiles Palace for six months already, and with only four more months left of this job assignment I'm preparing myself for the heartache of moving on again. Prince Nicolas has become the centre of my daily life, and my heart. I don't know why I keep falling for guys I can never possibly have, who attract women I could never possibly compete with. I sometimes feel like he is flirting with me, but I can't tell if I'm getting lost in fantasy again, or if this fantasy might be about to come true. Do I dare put my heart and my pride on the line again to find out? Nicolas: What's the point of being royalty if you never get to make your own life choices? My parents the King and Queen of Valisia want me to marry some airbrushed doll with a title and money. I on the other hand can't get my deliciously sweet and curvy assistant Sophia out of my mind, or out of my dreams. She has become invaluable to me in her job, but I want so much more than that. I want her in my bed, and on my arm where she belongs. If I'm going to take any woman as my wife, it has to be her. Curves For The Prince is a short and steamy high heat romance that tells a tale of forbidden attraction and insta love between an older royal alpha man and his sweet and curvy bbw maid. This is a standalone story in the CURVY GIRL FOR THE ALPHA series by Lexi Dean. Lexi Dean writes steamy romance stories about curvy girls and the hot alpha men who will do anything to have them. There is always a happy ever after and absolutely no cheating!

"Our foreign exchange student is a prince. A real-life prince. Like of a country. And he's not one of those ugly ones with big teeth that girls only like because he's royal. No, he's hot. On fire. I'm drooling just thinking about him. But that's the problem, because the only reason my parents took him in is because they don't think there's any way a guy like him could crush on a girl like me. I'm going to prove them wrong. I don't know how. But I'm going to figure out a way to make Leopold Williams fall for me before I cross the graduation stage."--Back cover.

Darcy: I’m all alone on my family’s homestead. I milk the cows, tend the garden, and feed the chickens. But I can’t manage the property alone, so when a handsome cowboy appears out of the blue, I accept his offer of assistance. As for payment? I have nothing of my own … except a home, a heart, and my generous curves. Ranger: Darcy thinks I’m a penniless journeyman who goes from farm to farm, cobbling together a living. Little does she know, but I’m an industrial billionaire who happens to want her property. In short, I’m here for her land … and not her body. But soon, we’re head over heels with desire and unstoppable attraction. Darcy Fields is sweetness personified, with big brown eyes and a trusting nature. But what happens when she finds out about my true identity? Even more, Darcy’s pregnant with my baby … and I won’t let her go without claiming those curves for myself! Hold onto your horses! This book is a follow up to A Curvy Girl for the Prince, where we reunite with Darcy, a sassy woman who’s since returned to her family farm to guard it from ruthless land barons. But in this game of hearts, Darcy’s met her match because Ranger McLeod doesn’t just want her property … he wants the curvy girl herself! It’s laugh out loud romance with a heavy dose of steam, and of course, a HEA for my readers.

There are 3 growly, possessive men at the card table, but only one saucy cocktail waitress to serve them. I work as a hostess at the Corinthian Hotel. In the high rollers room, to be exact, and I meet a lot of handsome clients. One day, three men stroll in… … but they’re not just any guys off the street! Dane is a hotel magnate with blue eyes that see everything. Chris has the body of a Greek god and enough charm to make a girl melt. And Jamison? Well, let’s just say that he resembles a Marvel action hero with that sculpted chest and irresistible smile. But I’m a nobody, whereas Dane, Chris and Jamison have everything at their fingertips: looks, money, power, and influence. Why would they want me? Even worse, I have a terrible past that I’ve never revealed. Let’s just say my family situation is (and was) extremely sketchy … So will the three men still be interested when they find out? Or will they leave me and their baby out in the cold? This is a follow-up to Shared By My Ex’s Friends. In this story, we meet Tamara, who was Kaci Stott’s friend and co-worker from the Corinthian Hotel. Yes, all sorts of shenanigans go down at the Corinthian, and especially when you’re dealing with 3 powerful alpha males who won’t take “no” for an answer! Buckle your seatbelts because you’re in for a wild MFMM romance which will make you sweat! No swords cross in this story, and as always, an HEA is guaranteed.

Our foreign exchange student is a prince. A real-life prince. Like of a country. And he’s not one of those ugly ones with big teeth that girls only like because he’s royal. No, he’s hot. On fire. I’m drooling just thinking about him. But that’s the problem, because the only reason my parents took him in is because they don’t think there’s any way a guy like him could crush on a girl like me. I’m going to prove them wrong. I don’t know how. But I’m going to figure out a way to make Leopold Williams fall for me before I cross the graduation stage. Curvy Girls Can’t Date Princes is an exhilarating royal romance in The Curvy Girl Club that will have your heart beating fast and butterflies dancing in your stomach. Read like a queen and grab your copy today!

As a young soldier, Vice President Embry Moore learned the bittersweet truth about loving a hero: it can never last. Having made sacrifice after silent sacrifice to protect the best man he’s ever known, he’s only just now found his way back into Ash’s arms--and into the heart of Ash’s wife, Greer. But when Greer is taken from Ash and Embry’s bed, it sets in motion a series of painful revelations that threaten to turn their years of tortured love against them… From the USA Today bestselling author of American Queen comes the second installment in the New Camelot trilogy, a contemporary fairy tale of power, pain, and an all-consuming love that won’t be denied.

An elven prince without a throne.A mortal woman without hope, stolen from her own world to fulfill his every desire.A choice of love and death that could bind them together forever.Some people believe that beneath our own world, separated only by a thin veil of human disbelief, there is another one - an ancient land of myths and legends, a place where magical creatures dwell. What would happen if one of them walked the streets of London at night?Once a proud warrior, elven prince Elathan was living in exile, fallen from grace and separated from his own people. He wanted the mortal woman the moment he saw her standing on Blackfriars Bridge, staring down into the darkness with unbearable pain in her eyes. This strangely compelling female also happened to have luscious curves that made his body ache with desire.Naturally, he decided to hunt the woman down, drag her to his lair and command her to become his slave of pleasure. But would her frail human body survive a night of untamed passion in the arms of a Fae?After a devastating breakup with her fiancé, Igraine Chandler was spending her honeymoon in England all by herself, her life utterly bereft of meaning. For who could ever love a plain, slightly overweight nurse from New Jersey with nothing left but a broken heart and her lost dreams of a home and a family?But she never imagined that she would soon set out into a world beyond her wildest dreams, and help a prince reclaim his throne ...Set in a medieval fantasy world of noble knights, monsters and magicians, honor, betrayal and revenge, "Bound to the Prince" is a romance influenced by Celtic mythology and Arthurian legends. But in its heart, it's a story of a woman's inner development to a new, strong, self; uninhibited desire, boundless love, loss and sacrifice.***"Too long have I lived in this darkness, human," he said, so close to her that his lips touched her earlobe, light as a butterfly's wing. "Alone."Igraine felt the elf's hot breath as it caressed her cheek. He lowered his head slightly, inhaling deeply. She knew he was taking in her scent. Despite her fear, the urge to touch him was growing so strong that she started to reach out to him. He caught both of her wrists with one of his large hands, pinning them against the wall so she was his helpless prey once again. She gasped when she felt his tongue touch the sensitive spot right below her ear, licking her very softly as if he wanted to taste her before eating her alive. His beauty, his seductive voice were the predator's way of lulling his prey into a false sense of security before killing, without regret."So warm, so alive," he murmured. "And yet you are doomed to die, with every breath you take." His lips moved downwards, along the side of her neck where the blood rapidly pulsated in her carotid artery. She felt his teeth graze her skin right there.She never saw it coming. If he had attacked, intending to kill her, she wouldn't have been surprised. But the elf moved so quickly that she couldn't comprehend what was happening to her. Still imprisoning her hands above her head, he used his free arm to pull her nearer to his body until only a thin layer of fabric separated them. He crushed her to him so forcefully it hurt, but she didn't care. Breathing was difficult, anyway.Suddenly, he let her wrists go and entwined his fingers in her curls. He lifted one of the auburn tresses to his face and rubbed it against his cheek. "Beautiful," he murmured softly. Then he grabbed a fistful of hair at her neck and pulled her head back. Trapped, she faced him in the darkness while the prince bowed his head to capture her lips ...***