The Unlikely Heir (Unlikely Dilemmas, #1)

by Jax Calder

My hand immediately drifts up to the dog tags that hang on a chain around my neck.

Alex??

There was Cnut the Great—only a letter scramble away from a very unfortunate name—who was a prince of Denmark but crossed the North Sea in 1015.

“Good evening, Your Royal Highness,” he says. “Good evening, Prime Minister.”

Now kiss

mirror balls.”

TAYLOR SWIFT?????????????

“Goddess of spring, good choice,” I say.

Im just shocked that american men can be both hot AND smart?????

“I promise I’m not armed or dangerous,” Oliver replies. That’s a pity. Because I’d really like to see what kind of weapon you’re packing.

BRUH

My need to claim this man is so strong that I find myself pulling back from him to reach up and remove the dog tags from around my neck. “I want you to have these.”

Alex claremont diaz?

“I was smoking a joint with Prince Callum the other day, and I finally understand why people call him ‘Your Royal Highness.’”

“What do you mean, it’s a completely different proposition? That’s the fucking understatement of the century! It’s a nightmare of epic proportions, that’s what it is! No, it’s beyond a nightmare. No one’s imagination could actually conjure up this scenario. I thought I’d considered all the worst-case scenarios for the royal family, but I never came up with this!”

He obviously never read the bestselling novel red white and royal blue