Once Upon a Prince (Royal Wedding Series)
Rachel Hauck
Language: English
Pages: 352
ISBN: 0310315476
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Once Upon a Prince, the first novel in the Royal Wedding series by best-selling author Rachel Hauck, treats you to a modern-day fairy tale.
Susanna Truitt never dreamed of a great romance or being treated like a princess—just to marry the man she has loved for twelve years. But life isn’t going according to plan. When her high-school-sweetheart-turned-Marine-officer breaks up instead of proposing, Susanna scrambles to rebuild her life.
The last thing Prince Nathaniel expects to find on his American holiday to St. Simons Island is the queen of his heart. A prince has duties, and his family’s tense political situation has chosen his bride for him. When Prince Nathaniel comes to Susanna’s aid under the fabled Lover’s Oak, he is blindsided by love.
Their lives are worlds apart. He’s a royal prince. She’s an ordinary girl. But everything changes when Susanna receives an invitation to Nathaniel’s coronation.
It’s the ultimate choice: His kingdom or her heart? God’s will or their own?
“This is classic romance at its very best.” —DEBBIE MACOMBER
“[A] surprisingly believable royal-meets-commoner love story. With only a subtle nod to Cinderella, this modern and engaging tale follows the budding relationship of an American Southern girl and a pseudo-Brit prince . . . Hauck fans will find a gem of a tale.” —Publishers Weekly STARRED REVIEW for Once Upon a Prince
reflected people, let alone Nate and Susanna. Without the headline, those dark forms sitting on top of a picnic table could be anyone. But Susanna recognized the back of the Rib Shack. Someone had been watching them. The story under the photo was full of political fire she didn’t quite understand, and the whole thing fortified her resolve to confront Nate. The prince who’d brought his lie to her family’s doorstep. Backing out of the driveway, she rehearsed her confrontation speech—so, you’re a
And how did it get into a Brighton paper? Whipping into Nate’s place, she parked in the same spot she had the other day, under an oak canopy, and fired out of the car, bothered, ready to confront. “Susanna, fair lass, good to see you.” Nate watched her from the front porch, leaning against a white column, relaxed in his board shorts and bare feet. “Y–you too.” The sight of him— The sound of him— His casual but oh-so-larger-than-life confidence dissolved her steely resolve. “Come, sit in my
would throw us into unbelievable turmoil.” “What of your own turmoil?” “I’ll shove it aside. Isn’t that what kings do? Set aside their personal life for the good of all?” “Certainly Dad did.” Stephen jumped up when the mantel clock chimed again. “Need to run.” He slung his rucksack over his shoulder. “Nate, would she be a good queen? The American?” “I don’t know. But I think, little brother, she would be good for the king.” Stephen stared away for a moment. “Odd how you seem to be a man who
smaller palace apartment. She paused at the first window, missing Leo. Her friend and companion. The one she leaned on to lead and guide the boys. To lead Brighton. To lead her. Drawing aside the sheers, Campbell watched the midnight snowfall drift through the palace lights. Silent, peaceful, magical. Changing the world without a sound. Could she do the same for her son? Guide him toward his future with a peaceful silence? With dutiful presence and love? Or would she need to be loud like Leo?
colors to King Mark IV’s ball. I’m sure white is fine, though.” He fixed his gaze on her. “It looks good in this room.” “Then I’m not sorry.” Susanna couldn’t resist him a moment longer. She closed her eyes and leaned against him. Just be in the moment. No expected outcomes. The waltz ended and Nate gripped her hand, curling it to his chest. “Follow me.” He covered the dance floor in long strides, the marble pattern that of the Brighton flag. He ducked in and around the guests, leading her