Dirty Princes by Jo Raven

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March 24, 2017 by evesummers

JRDirtyPrincesBookCover6x9_BW_MEDIUMDirty Princes by Jo Raven
Series: Hot Candy #3
Genre: contemporary
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A sexy new standalone novel from New York Times Bestselling Author Jo Raven.

DIRTY PRINCES is a laugh-out loud tale about a funny girl and her two super-hot boys.

Once upon a time, there lived a princess called Brylee who had a cat and a steady job and her eye on a handsome prince.

But Prince Ryan refused to put out. 

And then Riddick walked through the door and ate her cookie.

Literally, okay? It was a good cookie, too, with chocolate chip.

Riddick is drop-dead gorgeous, but not a prince. Regardless, Brylee can’t fight that burning attraction.

Even when Ryan suddenly becomes interested in her. 

This isn’t how things were supposed to happen. She was supposed to get a prince, not get caught between a hot prince and a hunky pauper.

Come on.

Brylee isn’t above letting two men fight for her. After all, that’s the essence of a good fairytale, right? A fight, a winner, a grand wedding and a happily ever after.

It’s fine. After all, she doesn’t want them both.

At the same time. In her bed. Like, ever.

#FamousLastWords

Author note: This book contains a crazy girl, a crazy cat, and two super-hot boys.

The story is funny, but also dark and angsty. It is NOT a love triangle. It is a relationship between three people (and a cat) with a happy ending.

*** Dirty Princes is a standalone, full-length romance novel with an HEA ***

Purchase it

Amazon US | Amazon UK | Amazon CA

Sneak peek

Reconnaissance.

With a wink at Simone, I get up from my rowing machine and grab my towel, then make my way toward him.

This is a huge gym, new, the machines gleaming, the people dressed in trendy exercise clothes, their MP3 players flashing as they move. Strong, lithe bodies, with barely any hint of sweat.

Self-consciously I adjust my top. It’s like everyone passed an exam to enter. It makes me wonder how Simone and I made the cut.

Not that I don’t take care of my body. I sure do, and I even drag my best friend Candy along when she’s not too busy having wild sex with her two boyfriends.

Two. Boyfriends. Did you catch that?

Total overkill if you ask me. And still no idea how she did it. I’ve been trying to get one guy—Ryan—for the past year, one—and still no dice.

It doesn’t matter. It will be worth it in the end. Not everyone gets their soulmate on the first try.

Or the hundredth, for that matter. Hundred-and-twenty-fifth to be precise. Hey, it’s a good number. These things take work.

And I do work it as I approach Ryan, as Simone advised me to do after watching Pretty Woman, swinging my hips and lifting my chin, letting my ponytail swish against my back.

He’s getting ready to start, draping his manly black towel on the seat of a rowing machine and… whoa.

Red alert. His T-shirt molds to an impressively sculpted chest and set of shoulders, his corded arms in full display, a picture straight out of Men’s Health magazine.

Holy guacamole.

Woo.

But of course I shouldn’t be shocked. I chose him. He’s everything a man should be. He just has to see I am the girl for him.

That’s why he’s single. He’s been waiting for me all along.

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