Hot Heir (2018)

Hot Heir (2018)

by Pippa Grant
ASIN/ISBN: B07GBC345Z
Publication: August 31, 2018
Series: The Royals #3

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If Iโ€™d known he had dimples, I never wouldโ€™ve agreed to marry him.

Some people are born for parenthood.

Not me.

But Iโ€™m about to get it anyway, since thereโ€™s no one else who can take care of my wild child baby sister. Iโ€™m supposed to be spending my days running a flight adventure company with my best friend, but instead, Iโ€™m inadvertently getting myself into trouble, just trying to do the right thing and keep her out of trouble, to the point that itโ€™s clear I cannot do this on my own.

But who else would want to help us?

Turns out, my biggest enemy.

Mr. Tall, Dark, and Cranky just inherited a country, but in order for Amoria to crown him as Kingโ€”you know, that job they give to people with no more demanding qualifications than flared nostrils, proper manners, and a taste for crumpetsโ€”he needs a wife. Now. Obviously the only person he would ask is as irresistible (and desperate) as me.

And I see no better way to prove Iโ€™m ready to take care of my sister than to wear the crown of a queen. No oneโ€™s ever found fault with royalty, and hey, the job comes with round-the-clock security.

Except in return for helping save my sister, Mr. Iโ€™m-Not-Sure-Youโ€™re-Even-A-Real-Prince Viktor tells me he needs the teeniest, tiniest favor. You see, he doesnโ€™t just need help saving his crown. He needs help saving his country.

Remember when I said no one ever found fault with royalty? Try asking that question after you see your frazzled face under the front-page headline of a small countryโ€™s leading gossip magโ€ฆ

Hot Heir is a romping fun marriage of convenience romance between a surprise heir and a southern hot mess, complete with the bedroom to end all bedrooms, a run-down alpaca, and that thing with the hot air balloon. This romantic comedy stands alone with no cheating or cliffhangers and ends with a royally awesome happily ever after.

EXCERPT

Taking a bullet or a knife, I can do.

But soothing a terrified, sobbing, otherwise competent woman is not something Iโ€™ve oftenโ€”everโ€”accomplished successfully, nor have I ever found myself in many situations in which it was necessary.

I stroke her back, and gradually, they both cry themselves out.

Which is good, because seeing a chink in Peachโ€™s armor is bloody terrifying.

โ€œPapaya,โ€ she says, her voice thick and wobbly, โ€œyouโ€™re on kitchen duty for the next four weeks.โ€

โ€œWhat?โ€

โ€œAnd if you get fired by the chef, youโ€™ll be on maid duty. And if you get fired by the maids, youโ€™ll be shoveling shit in the stables. And you donโ€™t get to see Fred until your chores are done.โ€

I suck in a surprised breath.

Papaya gasps. โ€œYou canโ€™t do that.โ€

โ€œAnd if you donโ€™t show up for kitchen duty, you wonโ€™t be going to Joeyโ€™s wedding next weekend.โ€ She swipes at her eyes, which silences any objections I might have to keeping track of Papaya whilst Peach is away for a week. โ€œYou scared the ever-loving patootles out of me. I thought you were kidnapped. And instead, youโ€™re here, spooking the daylights out of these poor guards who were trained on an invalid king who couldnโ€™t even get out of his own bed to pee.โ€

Ah. Iโ€™m beginning to see from whom Papaya gets her creativity.

And it hasnโ€™t escaped my notice that Peach is still leaning on me.

My knees are going quite numb from squatting, but I could crouch here for hours if that was what was required to make her feel better.

โ€œYou have two choices.โ€ Her voice is growing steadier, more Peach-like. โ€œYou do your punishment, and weโ€™ll find you a better outlet for all your creative energy, or weโ€™re going to have one hell of a rough year.โ€

Papaya scowls. Her tears have also left her. โ€œI donโ€™t like those choices.โ€

โ€œTheyโ€™re what youโ€™ve got.โ€

โ€œI want to go home and live with my daddy.โ€

Peachโ€™s entire body goes so rigid, I have to stop myself from grabbing Papaya and dangling her by the ankle for being such an ungrateful arse.

โ€œHe lost the privilege to keep you.โ€ Peachโ€™s voice wobbles again. โ€œMeemaw and me and Viktor and Alexander and Samuel are what youโ€™ve got.โ€

An emotion I cannot name blooms in my chest, swells into my throat, and renders me momentarily tongue-tied.

Sheโ€™s just claimed us all as family.

โ€œGet up. I want that armor shined and sparkling before it goes back where it belongs in the tower study, and donโ€™t you dare give me any lip, or youโ€™ll be shining and sparkling every single suit of armor in this whole entire castle if you so much as think at me wrong.โ€

I swallow hard, wishing my own voice were not so much more husky than I intend it to be. It seems emotions are going around. โ€œI believe there are fifty more stored in the dungeons, my lady.โ€

My shirt is damp and cold where the tears from Peachโ€™s cheek have soaked through, Iโ€™ve nearly watched a teenage girl outwit and terrify an entire team of guards who were quite ready to maim, if not outright kill her, and Iโ€™m playing parent for the first time in my life.

Being a team.

With Peach.

Itโ€™s disconcerting at best.

Irresistibly attractive at worst.

Iโ€™ve a kingdom to run. Thereโ€™s no time to fall for my wife.

But I fear it might be too late.


ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Pippa Grant is a USA Today Bestselling author who writes romantic comedies that will make tears run down your leg. When she’s not reading, writing or sleeping, she’s being crowned employee of the month as a stay-at-home mom and housewife trying to prepare her adorable demon spawn to be productive members of society, all the while fantasizing about long walks on the beach with hot chocolate chip cookies.

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REViEW

**I was provided a copy of the book by Give Me Books as part of the promotional campaign. I voluntarily read and reviewed it. All opinions are my own.** 

I’m not the biggest fan of the royal-plebe relationship trope in contemporary romances, but I’m willing to read it since it’s a Pippa Grant book. I wasn’t the biggest fan of Royally Pucked, which is technically the first book in The Heirs series but also second in The Copper Valley Thrusters series. Hot Heir is the third in the series and starts with a runaway air balloon and lots of bickering between leads Viktor, our king-to-be, and Peach, part-owner of an aviation company and guardian of her younger sister.

Like prior female protagonists, Peach is feisty and quite a character, with some vulnerability in her. She speaks her mind and rarely is one to ever back down, making her a good match for Viktor, a former royal bodyguard now turned king. Because Peach is always annoyed by him, Viktor purposely likes to rile her up–he enjoys it a lot. He’s an honorable person and seems stern, but he’s a pretty amusing character when reading his chapters. They’re perfect together, especially as the attraction builds and they struggle with the discovery that it could be more than attraction. I wanted to like Peach’s younger sister Papaya but I couldn’t. If she could have been given more to do than just to create havoc and laughs, I think I would have found a way to understand her better. Hopefully, she’ll get a book in the future.

I expected to feel about Hot Heir the same way I felt about Royally Pucked, but, interestingly, I liked Hot Heir a lot more. It likely has to do with liking Viktor a lot more than I liked Manning. Like all her other books, Hot Heir promises hijinks and lots of laughs.

Let’s compare covers!

I’m not really into the vest and open collar shirt of the new cover. He would look better buttoned up instead. I miss the hot air balloon too. Overall, I like the old cover better. Thoughts?

New Cover
Old Cover

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