By Stephanie Laurens
Thanks to Pippa Middleton, we're extra involved than ever by means of bridesmaids . . . specifically those in Royal Weddings.
Now, during this unique anthology, New York Times bestselling authors Stephanie Laurens, Gaelen Foley, and Loretta Chase let us know what it relatively takes to get the bride to the royal altar. they should do greater than "smile, wave, and glance delighted"!
Stephanie Laurens: A go back Engagement
Lady Nell Daughtry has her arms complete getting her reluctant bride sister properly married to the Prince of Lautenberg. Then she learns she's paired with Robert Knightley . . . the fiancé who walked away.
Gaelen Foley: The Imposter Bride
Lady Minerva needs to make certain her country's princess is wed to good-looking Prince Tor. Then the bride bolts, and bridesmaid becomes—bride!
Loretta Chase: Lord Lovedon's Duel
When Chloe Sharp hears the good-looking Earl of Lovedon say her sister's royal marriage is a fit made in funds, she demanding situations him to a duel—for love and honor.
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