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In Shining Armor by Blair Babylon




Title: In Shining Armor
Series: Runaway Princess: Flicka #2
Author: Blair Babylon
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: May 8, 2018





Blurb


Flicka won’t allow herself to be terrified.

She’s on the run from her cheating, soon-to-be ex-husband Prince Pierre and his Secret Service, and she doesn’t have a passport,
credit cards, or money. She needs to get to Paris to talk to her lawyers about
divorcing that bastard.

The only thing standing between her and the
cheating prince is Dieter Schwarz, her bodyguard, her protector, and her
ex-lover.
He’s six feet, four
inches of sarcasm, black humor, and rock-hard muscle. A former Swiss mercenary,
now he owns and operates Rogue Security—a band of former special operations
soldiers, SEALs, hackers, and spies—which will take any dirty covert operation
for the right price.

But the Secret Service is tracking her, and
even Dieter and the Rogues might not be able to keep her safe from her ex.

And once again, she’s falling in love with Dieter,
which might be the most dangerous thing of all.









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Excerpt



When Dieter
Schwarz dragged himself into Wulfie’s Kensington Palace apartment that fine
summer day, his ash blond hair was so short that he must have shaved his head
recently, as it was about the same length as his scruffy beard. He had one
black eye and scabbed-over scrapes covering half his handsome face, and one of
his muscular arms hung in a sling.

Once Upon A Time by Blair Babylon



Title: Once Upon a Time
Series: Runaway Princess: Flicka #1
Author: Blair Babylon
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: April 3, 2018





Blurb


When a real princess falls in love with a man who is
definitely not a prince, a royal fairy tale turns dangerous.

ONCE UPON A
TIME,
 there was a beautiful princess, Flicka von Hannover, who lived an
enchanted life. She jetted around Europe staging charity events with friends,
had married a handsome prince in the most spectacular royal wedding of the 21st
century, and should have lived happily ever after.

But then she
found the handsome prince in bed with a duchess.
 And then a
coffee shop barista. And then her own goddamn secretary.

Finally, the
beautiful princess had had enough of the cheating prince, and she ran away.

Once she had stepped out of the royal fairy tale, life became grayer,
grittier, and rougher. The prince didn’t like that she had left and sent
henchmen to take her back to the castle. Her worried royal brother sent people
to look for her, too.

But the princess
didn’t want to be found. 
The princess got a job and made her own way in
the world. Even cut off from everyone she knew, she was more resourceful than
she had thought she might be. She did okay. From hiding, she sent legal
separation papers and then divorce documents, but the prince wouldn’t sign them.
He said he wouldn’t let her go. Even in these modern times, the prince could
lock the princess up in a dungeon of legal forms and provisions that she
wouldn’t be able to break out of. The prince wanted his princess back because
he couldn’t take his throne without her.

Until a man
walked into her bar one day, one who was frankly not a handsome prince.



He was the last
man on Earth the princess should have fallen in love with.









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Excerpt



The long
hotel hallway, lined with doors, stretched in front of Flicka von Hannover as
she ran as hard as she could.
Her ankles
wobbled in her gilded, stiletto sandals every time her feet thudded on the
carpeting. Her slim, crystal-encrusted skirt was bunched around her thighs so
she could stretch her long legs. Her purse dangled from her wrist and bounced
against her thigh with each stride.
Just a few
more doors.
432, 434, 436
If she
could reach room 460, she had a chance.
She glanced
behind her, risking a stumble as she sprinted.
Doors
studded the silent hallway behind her. Shimmering sconces threw dim light over
the grand hotel
s gold carpeting, and black night
pressed against the windows. She could still taste the metallic tinge of blood
in her mouth.
No other
hotel guests were standing around in the hallways at four in the morning.
442, 444, 446
When she
had escaped from her own suite minutes before, the Secret Service men, armed
with handguns and large knives, had been chasing her. Flicka had leaped into
the closing elevator, rolling on the floor and slamming her shoulder against
the back wall. It had been a stroke of luck that the elevator was at the
penthouse and the doors had been closing just as she had run. That little bit
of luck had allowed her to make it this far.
At the
fourth floor, she had pushed all the buttons to send the elevator lower into
the hotel, hoping to confuse her pursuers.
450, 452, 454
Flicka ran
harder, trying to make it.
She looked
back again.
The hallway
behind her was still empty. Her husband
s Secret Service
men hadn
t expected her to be able to sprint
so quickly in high-heeled shoes and a slim ball gown, but princesses are
accustomed to wearing evening dress. She could probably rappel down a cliff
face in petticoats and pumps.
Flicka von
Hannover was a real, modern princess, not a fairy-tale one, and she had run for
her life more than once.