Royally F*cked by Aubree Valentine

This is my fairytale, and I’m about to become the Queen.

Royally f*cked

The hired help. 

The plus-size caretaker for Princess Royal Willow. 

That’s all I’ll ever be in the Rexford Palace. No better than my parents who have served the royal family for decades. Even if I’ve been secretly crushing on the crown prince since my childhood. Which is the only explanation for why I agreed to his proposal in the first place. 

I know Jude sees me as nothing more than his little sister’s keeper. But he needs a wife and I need the money for more than one reason. 

It’s all supposed to be for pretend.

But what if I don’t want to pretend anymore?

This is my fairytale, and I’m about to become the Queen.

 

Genre: FICTION / Romance / Royalty

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Romance / Billionaires

Language: English

Keywords: curvy romance, royals, fake marriage, opposites attract, billionaire, romantic suspense, forbidden romance, rags to riches

Word Count: 38015

Sales info:

This is a popular series starter that performs well with a second book already released and two more coming in 2023. 


Sample text:

I just told my grandfather—the KING of Herefirth—that I’m courting the help!

My sister’s lady in waiting at that. 

Somehow I’ve gone from nearly losing my shit when the king told me it was time to find a wife to blurting out that I’ve already been seeing someone. 

This time, His Majesty looks like he’s about to murder me. If he doesn’t succeed, I have a feeling that Charlie will finish the job. Not that I blame her. 

I’ve always done my best to all but ignore her whenever our paths have crossed because simply looking at her does things to me. 

Long legs. Curves in all the right places. And that long champagne blonde hair that I can practically imagine wrapped around my hand as I take her from behind.

Shaking my head, I do my best to steady myself for the lashing I’m about to endure. 

My assumptions about Charlotte Summer Wilson were spot on. The information Oscar forwarded to me on the car ride over tells me everything I need to know. 

This certainly wasn’t how I planned to spring this on my grandfather, but I felt cornered and reacted. 

The minute the door closes behind Charlie, my grandfather stands and begins pacing. 

“Julius Hugh Rexford, III, what in the fuck are you thinking?”

I know exactly what I’m thinking. None of it is suitable to repeat to the king. “You told me I needed to marry! You did not say to whom.”


Book translation status:

The book is available for translation into any language except those listed below:

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Portuguese
Already translated. Translated by Juliana Chiavagatti Grade
Spanish
Translation in progress. Translated by Abigail Navarro

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