Three princes are better than one
I have a crush.
Okay, three of them.
The Prince brothers are towering, ripped, and hot as sin. Too bad they’ve never noticed me.
If I’m ever going to get over my wildly inappropriate fantasies about all three of them, I’ll need to find a crazy-gorgeous stranger to help me forget, and the masquerade ball sounds like the perfect place for it to happen.
Only here’s the thing about masquerades—not everything is as it seems. And when I find out who my mystery man is, well, nothing will ever be the same again.
No cliffhanger, no cheating, and a guaranteed HEA. This story is fast burn and heavy on the steam, intended for readers 18 and over.