Royal Conquest Saga Series

Dahlquist is brimming with gifts and good cheer. While King Liri spends the holidays with his queen in the mortal realm, it's up to a certain elf and her brood to rule.   It's all fun and fa-la-las at the castle—until the holidays turn into a deadly game of hide-and-seek.   While some of the family is getting naughty, others are hunting down an escaped prisoner who isn't playing nice. Meanwhile, will a wish for a future bundle wrapped in pink come true?   This holiday you're invited to come deck the halls of Dahlquist.   The Royal Conquest elves & Fae return.   Holiday Crown bridges the Royal Conquest Saga with the Royal Conquest Heirs second-generation novels that you will not want to miss!

Never cross a Fae prince. And for Sky's sake, don't fall in love with one determined to ruin you.   Crispin   Lark Elmray is a show-off and a shameless flirt. The highborn females don't understand the game he's playing, but I do.   Everything changed after he became the golden boy, protector of the crown and a powerful wielder of fire magic. Get too close and he's likely to light a faerie on fire.   I made the mistake of mocking him as a child. Lark hasn't forgotten. I can see it in the wicked gleam of his eyes every time he looks my way. But that's not the worst of it. To admit the truth would burn me from the inside out before Lark ever conjured a single flame.   Lark   Half-elf. Half-Fae. For most of my life, the illustrious citizens of Dahlquist scorned me for being a halfling prince born into an unconventional family. The gentry would sooner sneer than curtsy . . . Until I showed them what I was capable of. Now they fawn and clamor for my favor. But I will never forget past cruelties. I will make them regret every insult to me and my family. At the top of my list is Crispin Maglen, Earl of Ashcraw.   He'll always be at the top. But there's no taking him down. Not unless I fall with him.   It's all getting a bit out of control. I have family squabbling over me, females flinging themselves into my arms, assassins and kidnappers trying to take me down . . . And don't get me started on the monster in the forest.   The Golden Prince is an enemies to lovers, slow burn, coming of age, M/M romance filled with humor, adventure, steam, and magical creatures. Don't miss the bloopers at the end of the book!   Complete, standalone novella. Can be read on its own. Second generation, Royal Conquest Saga heirs. Perfect for fans of the Simon Snow series by Rainbow Rowell.

Betrayal is a heavy price to pay for a kingdom, especially when you lose the crown. But no loss is greater than love.   Alok   Life as an exiled prince in Frostweather is as bleak as the frozen landscape surrounding my prison. There's a price on my head in Faerie. My only escape is portaling to the elven realm to attend the parties of high elves. They welcome my twin sister and me as their esteemed guests.   When my ex, the love of my life and the female I betrayed, turns up at the same house party at Amberhill, I know I need to leave. Our star burned out years ago. Yet seeing her, I feel it flare immediately back to life.   It's pointless. She hates me. She's moved on. Or has she?   Fraya   My glory days are over. No more tournaments. No more floral championship crowns. My life ended the day of the tragedy.   A year later, I've agreed to marry Helio Moongold. I can't live with my parents forever, watching the sad glances they cast my way. At least Helio makes me laugh. But after I arrive for a house party at Amberhill, his true colors start to show, and they aren't so golden.   Then Alok Elmray shows up. I want to hate him for what he did to me and my family. I've tried so hard to forget him, but I can't. Not even a little.   Even if I can find it in my heart to forgive Alok, my family never will. If King Liri ever catches him, he's as good as dead. And if I allow myself to love Alok again, I might lose my heart forever.   ---   The Dark Pretender is an enemies to lovers, elf and Fae, secret baby, fantasy romance about battling inner demons, and second chance romance. Make sure to read Holiday Crown (Royal Conquest Saga book 4 first).

Taking the hero's road is a hard one, especially when a prince's first duty should always be to his future princess.   Ronin   Reed and I have loved Zelie for years, but the age gap—and her stupid boyfriend Ren—made anything other than friendship appear impossible. When Ren screws up, my brother and I are ready to make a move. But which one of us gets the first kiss?   Zelie   Life is sweetberries and cream, until my boyfriend dumps me only days before our class reunion ball. My parents are too busy worrying over their endless war on ogres to notice or care. Looks like I'm going to be single forever.   When Reed and Ronin Elmray start coming around, I attempt to laugh off their advances. But the troublesome twins aren't playing around, and I'd have to be blind not to notice they've grown into attractive adult males. I know better than to fall for their flirtations, even if they're experts at making me shiver in all the right places.   Reed   After years of pining after a female elf who treated me and my brother like pesky younger siblings, Zelie's resistance is wavering. But the fun's about to end. Ronin and I have a responsibility to use our elemental powers for more than snowball fights. Saving elves is a calling rife with danger and Zelie is not one to sit around waiting forever.

Never underestimate a Fae princess in pink.   It started out as a dare. Get the name and number of the cute guy at the club. I don't back down from dares . . . and I definitely don't cower for vampires.   Turns out cute guy is undead guy with terrible taste in she-vamps. The vixen tries to steal his clan's magic cup, excuse me, I mean Eternal Chalice. But I intervene.   Instead of a thank you, the guy's imposing older brother attempts to compel me into forgetting everything that went down. I don't think so. Guess they've never met an elf-Fae before. Fabian is the no-nonsense, commanding head of his clan. He thinks it's his duty to keep me safe.   A rival clan is after the chalice and now they want me, too. Apparently, my elven Fae blood is like an aphrodisiac to them.  My newfound friends need me more than they realize. Mr. Moody Broody definitely needs more sparkle in his life. Me? I should really keep away from crazed bloodsuckers who want to drain me dry.