As a rule, I stay away from good girls. To be fair, the nice ones usually steer clear of me, too. But that's exactly the type of woman my grandfather picks as my future wife. Sweet. Polished. Distractingly cute. No clue why I'm so intrigued by her. Yes, her intelligence is a turn-on. And sure, her secret feisty side is fun to rile up. But it's more than that. If I didn't know better, I'd say I'm falling for the one woman everyone thinks I'm all wrong for. As it turns out, there's a freaking hilarious twist even I didn't see coming. And when I figure out what my bride-to-be has been hiding, hell, I know I've finally met my match. I know the world thinks I'll never be more than the playboy prince—I don't give a damn. There's only one person I have anything to prove to now. Her. Previously titled Royal Package. Same fun story, just with a fresh title and cover makeover. The RUGGED & ROYAL Series: - The Playboy Prince - The Grumpy Prince - The Bossy Prince

Of my brothers, I’m the royal no one messes with. More intense than princely. The gruffest grouch in all the land. But not with her. Lizzy…gets to me. Always has, probably always will. Too adorably different for her own good, she brings out a protective side of me I can’t seem to temper. Especially when she puts everyone else’s dreams before her own. Now I hear she’s risking her health for her twin, with the reasoning that some family curse is going to cut her life short anyway. Hell, not on my watch. She’s the only one who makes me crack a smile, makes me believe love isn’t only for less hardened men like my brothers. And I’ll be damned if I’m going to lose her. Previously titled Prince of my Panties. Same fun story, just with a fresh title and cover makeover. The RUGGED & ROYAL Series: - The Playboy Prince - The Grumpy Prince - The Bossy Prince

She claims to hate me more than karaoke and liverwurst, and that's before she finds out I'm her new boss. The scandalous royal bit? That's just our cover, a smokescreen we hide behind to keep our counterintelligence work covert. But Princess Alexandria's hatred of me? Oh, that's real. Doesn't help that the first undercover mission I assign her to requires us to pose as lovers. I'm basically ordering her to pretend she finds me irresistible. You ask me, I have it tougher. Pretending I'm not getting addicted to the way she can't stop kissing me when no one's looking? Try impossible. Then she starts letting me in, showing me the sweet side she keeps hidden under her tough girl exterior. Ruining me for all other women. Being royal, I always knew very little would ever be just mine. Becoming a spy, I understood the future wouldn't be guaranteed. For Alexandria, I'm going to fight for both.