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King Philip Gregor Humbert alcott knelt beside his favorite vintage Indian motorcycle . he wished he could stay there or better yet ride off into the sunset- once the motorcycle was fixed. There was unfortunately a gaggle of women halfway down the drive. His mother was throwing a Summer House party for him to choose his bride. Firing up the motorcycle usually brought Philip peace. But with his thirteenth birthday close there was hardly any peace for him. According to his country's law and his mother’s insistence he was to choose a queen by the time he was thirty which wasn’t far away. Or his irresponsible brother would take the throne  It wasn’t that he didn’t want to get married, he had always been enamored with the idea of growing old with a woman he loved. But during this he wasn’t picking a wife so much as a queen. Someone who was capable of of ruling Danovar at his side. A Queen for stability, to continue the royal line, and what good she could do with the power of her influence. This meant he couldn’t marry for love and after seeing his parents and grandparents loveless marriages, he knew it was nothing to look forward to. Being King meant putting his country before his own desires. He needed a little freedom, a little time to himself. He’d be back in time to give the opening speech tonight. Than the last limo pulled up and he seen one of the women’s P A and he found he wanted her. It had been a long time since a woman had affected him this strongly. Her innocence was refreshing unlike the golddiggers here. Ella finally figured out a way to carry hers and her stepsisters bags at one time. Ella needed one of her two stepsisters to get engaged to the King. it was the only way Ella would finally have her own life. She had grown up in the United States and she wanted to return and ride horses competitively and work with them.   Ella was all about duty, helping others, and following the rules.Than a hot man tapped her on the shoulder , he said he was thinking of taking a ride with her would be more fun than some royal function. Ella’s stepsisters weren’t interested in marrying the King. Than Philip finds out Ella isn’t a servant but eligible possibly to be his queen. Ella finds out at the first ball she has been flirting with the King. She offers to help Philip find a bride. But he has already decided he wanted to marry ella. He is determined to spend as much possible wit Ella as he can . Try to get her to stay. Ella has to decide if she can sacrifice her freedom for love as she is falling for Philip.Ella and Philip communicate through letters and meet secretly. Ella knows a Queens life is one of servitude. But then she gets a handwritten love letter and that kiss…. But once ella agrees to be Philip’s queen he seems to change and can’t seem to find time for her. He also tries to change her. Than he stabs her in the back and she leaves.

I enjoyed this book. It was a quick, easy , read. I also felt it was well written. I really liked the new slant on Cinderella like story other than how Philip changed and stabbed Ella in the back.I loved the fact her stepmother and step sisters weren’t cruel to her. Also things got hot between Ella and Philip. I liked that ella stood up for herself and that she had the strength to leave Philip when he did her wrong. But I do think Ella forgave Philip tpp easily. I did chuckle at times while reading this. I felt even thought this story was real ella acted realistically abitu weather to marry Philip and give up her freedom and dreams or not. I loved the characters and the ins and outs of this story and I recommend it.

Royal Service
Leslie North
(Royals of Danovar)
Publication date: May 24th 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

King Phillip is a real life Prince Charming. Golden haired with a Danovian accent, and a solid gold crown sitting on his head, he’s every girl’s daydream. He’s a good man and an even better king, but the one thing he’s been terrible at is choosing a royal wife — fearing a marriage that’s more about policy than passion. But when his mother invites all the eligible maidens to The Summer House Party, Phillip is trapped in a real-life Bachelor where he won’t have the option of quietly splitting from the girl after the party is over — he’ll be wed to her for life.

 

Ella Fernstone is tired of being the family servant. After her father died, Ella was receded to the basement as her stepmother began a full court press to cultivate her own daughters. Ella’s ready to escape the hot mess of a home that she grew up in by finally pursuing her dream of competitive riding: something she’s been preparing her whole life to do. All she has to do is marry one of her step sisters off to the King of Danovar to finally find her freedom. It couldn’t be that hard right?

 

That was until Ella was the first to fall for the King’s dashing good looks and an offer to ride off with him into the sunset. Ella is hesitant — a Queen’s life was still one of servitude, but it’s hard to ignore the pull of a handwritten love letter and a skillfully delivered kiss. Phillip too is caught up in seducing what he never expected to find: an eligible woman he might just learn to love. But when the reality of a royal marriage comes crashing down, Phillip and Ella must decide if they can risk their hearts, or their freedoms, on the chance of true love.

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King Phillip Gregory Humbert Alcott knelt beside his favorite vintage Indian motorcycle, grease coating his hands, and wished he could stay there forever. Or better yet, finish fixing it up and then just ride off into the sunset. Unfortunately, the sun’s current angle in the mid-afternoon sky put the kibosh on that plan—not to mention the gaggle of women halfway down the drive, any one of whom he was supposed to marry.

 

Phillip loosened the rear axle nut with a grunt, putting more effort into it than was strictly necessary. A strand of his long blond hair swung loose and he pushed it aside with his forearm. Fixing up his motorcycles usually brought him peace, but lately, with his thirtieth birthday looming, there was hardly any peace for him in the whole of Danovar. According to his country’s law—not to mention his mother’s insistance—he was supposed to choose his queen by the time he turned thirty. And seeing as he’d managed to successfully ignore that law for the last twenty-nine years and nine months, now he had exactly three months left to pick a bride. His mother’s way of “helping” him achieve that goal was to gather all the eligible ladies for a weeks-long party at the Summer House, so that he might pick one to marry before the impending deadline.

 

The ladies had been arriving all day, and the group at the other end of the drive was among the last of the bunch. Dressed in their jewel-toned finery, they looked like a flock of peacocks, fluttering around and clucking amongst themselves while they assessed the Summer House with openly calculating gazes, not even noticing him kneeling there covered in oil and engine grease.

 

His mouth twisted. One of those oblivious women might well be his future wife.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to get married. In fact, he’d always been enamored with the idea of growing old with a woman he loved—but that was the problem. During this party he wasn’t so much picking a wife as he was choosing a queen, someone who was capable of ruling Danovar at his side. That meant he would never marry for love, and having seen his parents and grandparents live through loveless marriages, he knew it was nothing to look forward to. He wished there was a way for his duty and love to go hand in hand but it just wasn’t in the stars, and being king meant putting his country

before his own desires.

 

He allowed the rear wheel to slide in the swingarm a bit, blowing out a breath and rolling his shoulders to try to get the tension out of his muscles as he returned to his bike. It wasn’t what he wanted that mattered, he reminded himself. It was what his people needed. And if his people needed one of these scheming peacocks to be his wife, then that’s what they would damn well get.

 

But that didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy himself a bit first. Sneak off, spend a few hours on the road, just him and the sunset and the cherry-red bike roaring beneath him. Once he could manage to focus long enough to get the damn drive chain tightened, this beauty would ride like the wind. He’d be sure to get back in time to give the opening speech tonight, of course—shirking his duties was no way to start his search for a queen—but he just needed a little freedom, a little time to himself.

 

One last limo pulled in, carrying the final load of ladies who were here to vie for the royal engagement ring. Two women who looked like sisters climbed out and stared up at the Summer House, but at least they looked more like they were appreciating its beauty than calculating how much money the crystal chandeliers and extravagant stables were worth. These two were attractive enough, he supposed, and in other circumstances he might not have minded flirting with them. In fact, maybe he could simply pretend he was his brother Eric tonight—then he could flirt with anything in a dress and it could all be fun and games, rather than the official business of the crown.

 

The women’s servant was standing at the rear of the limo, efficiently unloading the designer luggage. Now with her, he’d love to do more than flirt. She was sexy as hell from behind, clad in a crisp outfit that screamed personal assistant. It also screamed I have a nice ass. Her golden hair was caught up in a bouncy ponytail, and the second he saw it he couldn’t stop thinking about what it would feel like to wrap those golden locks around his hand, tug her head back and angle her just right for a scorching-hot kiss, to run his other hand across those delicious curves and then down, down, down even further, until she was panting and trembling and neither of them could remember their own names.

 

He tightened the axle back in place and set his tools in their box, wiping his hands on a rag as he contemplated her. It had been a long time since a woman had affected him this strongly, this quickly—but judging from the efficient, completely un-self-conscious way she was juggling her bosses’ luggage, she had no idea she was drop-dead gorgeous. Her innocence was refreshing after all the stuffy gold-diggers he’d watched drive up, who he’d now have to spend the next few weeks courting.

 

He stood, dropped the rag, and straddled his bike. He’d just been thinking he needed an escape, and now he couldn’t conceive of a better one than shirking tonight’s duties to spend some quality time with the gorgeous creature in front of him. Usually his flings had to go through layers of security checks before he was alone with them, but he was feeling restless and reckless, and the beauty in front of him would be the perfect cure for that.

 

Decision made, he revved the engine.

 

 

 

Author Bio:

 

Leslie North is the pen name for a critically-acclaimed author of women's contemporary romance and fiction. The anonymity gives her the perfect opportunity to paint with her full artistic palette, especially in the romance and erotic fantasy genres.

 

The truth of the matter is she loves her fictional persona, Leslie North, more than her normal, day-to-day persona! Her bestselling books focus on strong characters and particularly women who aren't afraid to challenge an alpha male. Inspired after years of travel, her stories are set all over the world, from the tough streets of Russia to the beautiful beaches of the middle east.

 

Leslie fell in love with romance when she first picked up a scrappy, dog-eared romance book from her local library. She began writing soon after and the rest, as they say, was history. She now lives in a cozy cottage on the British coast and enjoys taking long walks with her two Dalmatians, George and Fergie.

 

She LOVES reader feedback, and if you have any comments, don't hesitate to contact her via e-mail: leslie@leslienorthbooks.com.

 

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A dashing hero, a feisty heroine and a reality show are a few of the highlights from the modern day twist to a Cinderella story. With the recent surge of royal fever Phillip and Ella couldn't have come at a better time. North brings the sexy and heart with a sprinkle of humor to modern romance. Ella dreams with her heart and it's those fantasies that have saved her from the heartbreak that is her life. Phillip is a realist that has forgotten how to dream. Funny that it takes a Bachelor type setting and a determined mother to remind him how. Royal Service is an enchanting reminder that despite the odds, it's the dreaming that give us the hope and will to survive.

"Royal Lip Service" war am Anfang eigentlich ziemlich cool. Der Zeichenstil gefällt mir, auch wenn ich ihn noch lieber hätte, würde die Anatomie stimmen. Manchmal sind die Köpfe doch noch ein bisschen zu groß.
Aber es war witzig, Arjen und Victor haben sofort meine Zustimmung erhalten (als würden sie die brauchen ...) und so langsam leiten sich Romanze und Mysterium ein. (Außerem hab ich Till mit seinem Sächseln prompt ins Herz geschlossen. Dabei hasse ich es normalerweise, wenn jemand tiefstes Sächsisch spricht.)

Dann aber macht die Geschichte einen ziemlich großen Sprung: Die Beziehung der beiden ist auf einmal bereit, mehr zu werden, natürlich nicht ohne ein bisschen eingeschobenes Drama. Ehe sich aber klären kann, wer Arjen die Drohungen schickt, ist das Ganze auch schon vorbei. Es wird lediglich in eine Richtung gedeutet und der Hintergrund dazu war ein wenig zu vorhersehbar.

Sei's drum, ich hatte meinen Spaß und les gleich weiter. ;)
(Für die damaligen Leser muss das aber schon frustrierend gewesen sein: Keine Auflösung und zwischen Band 1 und 2 liegen knapp anderthalb Jahre!)