Cinderella's Prince Under The Mistletoe
From his housekeeper… to Her Royal Highness? Reeling from the revelation that he’s not the rightful heir to his country’s throne, Crown Prince Luca Valenti heads to the mountains before scandal erupts. But snowbound with his enchanting housekeeper Imogen Albright, Luca begins learns there’s more to life than royal duty…
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From his housekeeper...
...to Her Royal Highness?
In this A Crown by Christmas story, reeling from the revelation that he’s not the rightful heir to his country’s throne, Crown Prince Luca Valenti heads to the mountains to find his long-lost sister before scandal erupts. Snowbound with enchanting, down-to-earth housekeeper Imogen Albright, Luca’s learning there’s more to life than royal duty. As the snow melts, Christmas at the palace beckons...but will Luca make this Cinderella his royal bride?
CARA COLTER shares her life in beautiful British Columbia, Canada, with her husband, nine horses and one small Pomeranian with a large attitude. She loves to hear from readers, and you can learn more about her and contact her through Facebook.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-09161-9
CINDERELLA’S PRINCE UNDER THE MISTLETOE
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Contents
Note to Readers
IMOGEN ALBRIGHT GAVE the perfectly made bed one more completely unnecessary swipe with her hand. The Egyptian cotton sheets, with their one thousand thread count, were soft beneath her fingertips, and a light, deliciously clean fragrance tickled her nostrils.
A little nervously, Imogen tucked a honey-blond strand of her shoulder-length hair behind her ear and glanced around the room. As were all the rooms at the Crystal Lake Lodge, a boutique hotel high in the Canadian Rockies, this room was subtly luxurious and faintly mountain themed with its beautifully hand-hewn wooden furniture and the river rock fireplace at one end of the room.
But was it good enough for a prince?
Ever since she was a little girl and the hotel was managed by her parents, Crystal Lake Lodge, with its promise of luxury in the heart of true wilderness, had attracted an elite clientele. Imogen had grown up with a fuss being made over her and her two sisters, by famous actors, heads of state and sports figures. Some came every year, and a few remained as friends to the family. When they were teenagers, Imogen and her sisters had been the envy of all their friends with their autographed collections of celebrity photos.
