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The Royal House Of Karedes: Two Kingdoms
Marion Lennox
Sandra Marton
Sharon Kendrick
A royal family, torn apart by pride and power, reunited by passionCold, calculating Prince Alexandros Karedesmasterfully beds aspiring New York jewellery designerMaria Santos. But when will this billionaire princerealise he’s falling for his pregnant mistress?Polo-playing playboy Sheikh Prince Kaliq Al’Farisi isdetermined to have stable girl Eleni – and knowing she’sa virgin makes her more appealing. But although Kaliq’s body wants Eleni, his heart wants to protect her…A royal scandal is imminent: a journalist hasdiscovered a royal secret! Prince Andreas’s childhoodsweetheart must come to him. And passion runs high as Andreas issues an ultimatum – to avoid disgrace,Holly must become his bride!
The Royal House Of Karedes
Two Kingdoms
Billionaire Prince, Pregnant Mistress
Sandra Marton
The Sheikh’s Virgin Stable-Girl
Sharon Kendrick
The Prince’s Captive Wife
Marion Lennox
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Table of Contents
Cover (#u4136774b-0888-585d-91d9-d40e4035e9c2)
Title Page (#u35f169c4-db59-55a4-b186-f35543861abe)
Billionaire Prince, Pregnant Mistress (#u7a576f14-691d-59c4-9c8c-3363d54a245a)
Map (#u52e3aac6-6867-5c3c-98e2-5e1456f72e95)
About the Author (#u78677e06-cb9e-5611-a1cb-15f1e2b2e92b)
Dedication (#ua6bfda62-7f61-5f3b-9ae2-10f50634ac09)
Chapter One (#ubcdf7683-992f-5301-8d86-6430842ba35b)
Chapter Two (#u7b4f4cde-c760-59b1-afe6-c472a611b6aa)
Chapter Three (#u9d5d5ccf-6436-59e8-80c4-610149c2d425)
Chapter Four (#u277f95fa-9e1a-52e1-83c0-69dd2fc8c347)
Chapter Five (#u70107ba3-f5cb-578e-b209-6f98bb94aac6)
Chapter Six (#u49394be4-e818-5240-8844-0917a9deb1e9)
Chapter Seven (#u67cf3441-2ca6-5cd2-9c85-63dfaf4196eb)
Chapter Eight (#ue128d42f-b84d-5b76-bd6b-2f1d0d5460a2)
Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirteen (#litres_trial_promo)
The Sheikh’S Virgin Stable-Girl (#litres_trial_promo)
About the Author (#litres_trial_promo)
Acknowledgements (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter One (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Two (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Three (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Four (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Five (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Six (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eight (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Fourteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Epilogue (#litres_trial_promo)
Preview (#litres_trial_promo)
The Prince’s Captive Wife (#litres_trial_promo)
About the Author (#litres_trial_promo)
Acknowledgements (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter One (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Two (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Three (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Four (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Five (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Six (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eight (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)
The Kingdom of Adamas: a Turbulent History (#litres_trial_promo)
The Stefani Diamond (#litres_trial_promo)
Preview (#litres_trial_promo)
The Royal House of Karedes (#litres_trial_promo)
Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)
Billionaire Prince, Pregnant Mistress (#ulink_9bd0b01f-b18a-5552-b15b-6d8b6e3e259b)
Map (#ulink_b166eedf-eeba-5d54-9eb2-67a9047625fe)
SANDRA MARTON wrote her first novel while she was still in primary school. Her doting parents told her she’d be a writer some day and Sandra believed them. In secondary school and college she wrote dark poetry nobody but her boyfriend understood—though, looking back, she suspects he was just being kind. As a wife and mother she wrote murky short stories in what little spare time she could manage, but not even her boyfriend-turned-husband could pretend to understand those. Sandra tried her hand at other things, among them teaching and serving on the Board of Education in her home town, but the dream of becoming a writer was always in her heart.
At last Sandra realised she wanted to write books about what all women hope to find: love with that one special man, love that’s rich with fire and passion, love that lasts for ever. She wrote a novel, her very first, and sold it to Mills & Boon
Modern™ Romance. Since then she’s written more than sixty books, all of them featuring sexy, gorgeous, larger-than-life heroes. A four-time RITA
Award finalist, she’s also received five Romantic Times magazine awards and has been honoured with RT’s Career Achievement Award for Series Romance. Sandra lives with her very own sexy, gorgeous, larger-than-life hero in a sun-filled house on a quiet country lane in the north-eastern United States.
For MM, my very own hero, yesterday, today and forever. And for MIM, whose spirit of adventure is an inspiration. I love you both.
CHAPTER ONE (#ulink_23bfd402-1105-58fc-bed1-7d8e9ca6512c)
PRINCE ALEXANDROS KAREDES, second in line to the throne of the Kingdom of Aristo, did not like to be kept waiting.
Indeed, he never was.
Who would be so foolish as to let a man like him cool his heels?
His own father, Alexandros thought with a sigh of resignation as he strode past the marble fireplace outside the throne room for what had to be the tenth time in as many minutes. The hands on the French ormolu clock that graced the mantel stood upright at six. Alexandros had been told the king would see him at five-thirty but Aegeus was not known for promptness, even with his children.
“An unfortunate habit,” Queen Tia called it, but Alex was not as kind. He knew his father well; he was certain Aegeus’s chronic lateness was yet another subtle way of reminding everyone, family included, that, though he was getting on in years, he was still king.
It was undoubtedly the same reason he’d asked Alex to meet him here, in such formal surroundings, rather than in the privacy of the royal apartments.
That was just the way it was. There was no point in questioning it. Aegeus was a more than competent ruler. He led the people of Aristo well but he had always been distant in his dealings with his wife, sons and daughters.
Alex had no objection. At six or seven, a display of affection, a lessening of formalities might have meant something, but he was thirty-one now, he had created his own eminently successful life by bringing ever-increasing international recognition and resources to the kingdom.
He had no need for signs of affection from his father. Affection was for puppies and kittens, not grown men.
Alexandros glanced at the clock again.
Even though he understood the reason for it, being kept waiting was irritating. And inconvenient. The meeting with his father would not take long. He knew that from past experience. He’d just returned from a business trip to the Far East. Aegeus would simply want to know if things had gone well, if new banks and corporations would be joining the impressive list of those already on Aristo, but he would not wish to hear the details.
Results were all that mattered, was Aegeus’s motto. How one got to those results was immaterial.
That was okay with Alex. He didn’t need pats on the back any more than he needed signs of affection. It was only that if the king kept him waiting much longer, he’d be late getting into town.
Not that it mattered.
His new Ferrari would easily conquer the narrow roads that wound along the cliffs looming above the Mediterranean. And even if he arrived at The Grand Hotel in Ellos past the time he’d told his date he’d pick her up, she would not complain.
A little smile lifted the corners of his lips.
Why be unduly modest? He did well with all the things he most enjoyed. Beautiful women, fast cars, baccarat, the vast business empire he’d created here and in New York.
His smile faded.
Actually, he had not done as well with women lately.
Not that they weren’t his for the taking. The woman waiting for him tonight was what the world called a supermodel. Simone had been doing a Vogue cover shoot outside the casino just as Alex had arrived to discuss the casino’s expansion with its manager, but that had not kept him from pausing to admire the leggy blonde posing on the wide marble steps, dressed in a silk gown that clung like a second skin.
Their eyes had met. Alex had grinned and without hesitation she’d come down the steps, hips swaying thanks to heels so high they seemed to be made for sin, oblivious to the frenzied ‘Hey!’ of the photographer.
