Kate O'Keeffe

Being a princess means living by 1200+ rules—I've counted them all in my leather-bound journal—including Rule #124: "No climbing trees" and Rule #592: "A princess must never leave the palace without security detail." So when I swap my tiara for a goth disguise and escape the palace for a...

I've got 99 problems, and picking the wrong guy might be all of them. I've always had my royal checklist: Attend the Husband Hunting Ball? Check. Find the perfect match for a princess like me? Check. Feel zero sparks with Mr. Right (aka Enzo Revera)? Sadly, double check. But then I meet Marco...

Keira What do you do when your NHL superstar ex skates back into your small town? Drop to the ground and hide behind the bleachers, hoping he doesn't see you. But Lady Luck must be in a bad mood today because Dan spots me, my hood over my eyes, pretending I'm not there. Mature? No. Necessary? Oh...

I survived chronic illness and a cheating ex. Surely I can resist one charming hockey player... right?

Note to self: Next time I need a big story, maybe don't pick a fight with a hot hockey player dressed as Santa. Especially if he's hiding something . . . Holly: My assignment to cover the Chicago Blizzard's Christmas charity events turns unexpectedly into a viral feud with star defenseman...

He needs a royal redemption arc. She needs to keep her distance. The public wants a story, preferably a romantic one. I called him Ledonia's most eligible man-child in a headline. Now I'm living at his palace. After my no-holds-barred exposé on Prince Maximilien goes viral, the royal family...

All's fair in love and coffee wars—until my heart gets involved. Moving back to my Washington hometown is tough, but having Oliver Langdon as my neighbor is a whole lot tougher. He's the big shot behind Steamy Coffee, the same chain that's making life hard for the café I'm running for my aunt...

The two of us have been best friends forever. But it turns out, one of us is a phony. Gabe and I are the dynamic duo of Hunter's Creek and have been ever since we were kids. My bestie is not only sweet and loyal, but he's totally hot in that flannel-wearing lumberjack way of his. Not that I see...

When a Texas gal punches a prince instead of curtsying, you know this isn't your grandmother's fairy tale. Taking the bull by the horns is child's play compared to ruling Malveaux. Yet here I am, a Texas girl turned princess, swapping tacos for a tiara. Then I meet Europe's most eligible...