by Avery Wilde
Play hard, f*ck harder…
LIAM
She's playing hard to get. I'm just hard.
If you own a TV or read the papers, you’ll know who I am—Liam Croft, the world’s best and highest-paid footballer. Fans and sports journalists worship me, the ladies love me, and my bedroom practically has a revolving door attached to it.
But now I’ve met one beautiful lady in particular—a sports journalist named Allison Flores—and she’s not like the rest. Not even remotely. Firstly, she can’t stand me; something that’s never happened to me with a woman before. Secondly, she’s smart, ambitious and witty; a far cry from the girls I usually encounter. I never thought I’d want to settle down, but when I look at her, all I see is my future.
I might be a player, but Allison might just be the one woman who’ll get me to give up the game…
ALLISON
He thinks I'm playing hard to get... but that's not true. He's just hard to want.
I don’t date players…especially not arrogant, cocky, party-addicted football players like Liam Croft.
I’ve never met the guy, but I already can’t stand him from everything I’ve seen in the news and gossip columns…and I’m not usually one to rush to judgment. He’s just that much of a playboy prick. So when I’m sent all the way to London to try and nab an exclusive one-on-one interview with him, I’m forced to suck up and play nice with the man who represents everything I despise for the sake of my career.
When he awards the exclusive piece to me over every other journalist, I suspect that he doesn't just want to give me a lengthy, in-depth interview…he wants to give me something else lengthy and in-depth, just like he's done with every other woman who's ever gone within five feet of him. I know I have to resist; can’t let myself be tempted by the allure of his fame and chiseled good looks, but being close to him makes my head spin, and I need more…
I guess it’s true what they say—bad boys aren’t any good, but good guys aren’t any fun…
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ROYAL BABY
They told me to stay away from her...now she’s having my baby.
ANDREW
Keira’s a perfect ten...and now she has ten little fingers and ten little toes growing inside her.
If you follow the British royal family, you’ll know who I am—Prince Andrew Arlington, heir apparent to the throne. I’ve got a bit of a reputation, but the public loves me anyway, and women literally mob me in the streets for a chance to drop their panties for me.
I can’t exactly complain about that…
But now I've met Keira Valencia. She’s not like the rest. She’s beautiful, smart and ambitious, with curves for days and a sexy American accent that makes me weak at the knees. She’s also a brand new maid at the Palace, which makes her totally off-limits. My family would never approve of me going near her, but she’s too much of a temptation to resist.
It’ll just have to be our little secret.
But now she’s got another little secret growing inside her…and little secrets always grow up to be huge scandals…
KIERA
One night, one prince, one unexpected pregnancy…now I’m royally screwed.
The night I met Drew Ellis, I thought I’d finally found the one. Sexy? Check. Smart? Check. Cute English accent? Check.
Royal prince? Check….wait a minute. He didn’t tell me that part!
So now I know the truth. Drew Ellis is really Andrew Arlington, Prince of Wales and heir to the British throne. He’s also an arrogant sleaze and a total player.
I should’ve known better. I should’ve stayed away. But I didn’t, and now I’m having his baby…
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