Crown Jewel

The night I met my prince, he told me we could never marry, no matter how intense his desire.
But his touch tells me different. With each stolen kiss, each tender caress, I know he's mine... and I'm his.
If anyone's man enough to take on his country, it's my prince. And he can give me the ultimate happy ever after.

Ally:
Prince Caelan is hot and cold, infuriating and argumentative, and he’s betrothed to some awful princess.
We spent five amazing days together, and then it was over -- for good.
But when I wind up in his country for my best friend’s wedding,
Five days becomes a hot summer of sneaking around and illicit rendezvous on the palace grounds.
Between breathless kisses, we say it’s nothing more than a fling.
The law is against it.
Prince Caelan must marry a royal.
Unless... he produces an heir.

Caelan:
Ally is nobody’s pliable little princess.
She made that clear when she slapped me in the face and dragged me to bed the first night we met.
She’s wild, fierce, and far more sensual than any stuffy royal I’ve ever met.
She brings me to my knees with her perfect curves and the way she uses her mouth.
Ally tells me it’s a phase. That she’ll be gone after the summer.
I can’t let that happen.
I might be a prince, but I’m no fool.
I’m madly, deeply, ridiculously in love with a woman I can’t marry.
But screw tradition. I’m going to make Ally mine forever.
Nothing is more important than my princess, and the precious lives growing inside of her.