Erin Nicolle
Welcome to the world of Erin Nicolle, alternate pen name for Erin Nicholas!
While Erin Nicholas is known for her blue-collar book boyfriends and big, boisterous found families in small towns, Erin Nicolle writes rich and royal rogues. But they both love a dirty talking cinnamon roll, a damn grump who is reluctantly wrapped around a feisty little finger, and a gruff, protective guy who falls first and hard.
Royals Gone Rogue
Three rogue princes and a king who made a vow that will be fulfilled--no matter how determined his grandsons are to resist the one thing that's even more inevitable than their legacy...love.
Reluctantly Royal, book one
A marriage proposal from a deliciously handsome and wickedly charming prince sounds like a fairytale.
But for a nerdy scientist with severe social anxiety, it's a horror story.
Prince Torin O'Grady, with his mischievous blue eyes and cocky grin, is always in the spotlight. And he needs to marry me to inherit the crown.
But we have nothing in common. He's a future king. And I'm perfectly happy slogging through mud in my work boots.
So why can't I stop thinking about him?
Maybe because he won't stop texting me. And sending me gifts. And making me feel like everything I find awkward and weird about myself is special and amazing.
And there's also that little detail of him offering me my dream job and telling me that together we can change the world.
Well, I could probably work for him.
And if I have to marry him temporarily to get what we both want, then fine. It's for the greater good.
It has nothing to do with the way he kisses me. Or that dirty mouth. Or the royal treatment he gives me in the bedroom.
Fine. Maybe it does. Still, it's only a year. Then I can turn in my tiara and come back to my normal, boring, behind-the-scenes life.
But Torin is determined to turn me from reluctantly royal to royally his.
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Reluctantly Rogue, book two
The gorgeous, brilliant woman I have dirty dreams about every damned night?
She's my best friend's fiancée.
She's supposed to be queen someday.
She's off-limits.
But I can't walk away.
I'm supposed to protect her.
Maybe even be her friend.
I should not be lusting after her.
And I absolutely cannot fall in love with her.
But I can’t forget that one spontaneous, stolen kiss. I can’t stop taking care of her. I can’t stop wanting her secrets. I can’t get over her smiles, her laughter, her happiness.
I can’t get over her.
So, while my head knows she can’t be mine, my heart doesn't care.
And if it comes down to choosing between her or...everything…I won’t have to think twice.
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Reluctantly Rogue, book three
A small-town single mom like me has no business believing in fairy tales.
But the very handsome, charming, dirty-talking prince (yes, seriously) I met nineteen months ago now has his fine ass and panty-melting grin planted on my front porch.
He's been searching for me ever since I snuck out after our hot, fantasy-filled weekend together.
And, dammit, that's a little romantic.
Now that he's found me, he wants to pick up where we left off.
Because he thinks he's in love with me.
Oh, and because he needs to get out of the marriage his grandfather, the king, has arranged for him.
Right. Even if I hadn't lied to him about everything but my first name, the carefree, adventurous woman he burned up the sheets with for three days doesn't exist.
I'm actually a stressed-out mechanic back in my small hometown, raising a sassy fifteen-year-old daughter, and trying to make amends for my mean girl past.
I just don't think my grease-streaked work boots scream princess material.
Of course, he won't take no for an answer.
Shocking, I know.
Instead, he proposes a deal: I give him nineteen days to get to know the real me.
Then he'll either get over me, go home, and marry someone else.
Or I'll walk down that aisle.
Rags to Royals is a modern royal romance with a feisty single mom, a golden retriever prince who falls first and hard, and lots of delicious dirty talk and spice on the page. It is the third book in the Royals Gone Rogue series, but can be read as a stand-alone.
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Recklessly Rogue, book four
I have a hot British bodyguard in my guest room.
Could be worse, I guess. Like…bats in the attic?
Though bats don’t rip your panties and ruin you for all other men.
How did this happen?
My sister married the prince he protects, so I now have an extra room and insisted my friend stay with me when she left her husband.
Her husband is being a real a-hole about that.
Which made the bodyguard all growly and he moved in to protect us.
That sounds nice, I know.
But he’s my ex.
And when his best friend married my sister, we agreed to do the mature adult thing: avoid each other for the rest of our lives.
Now he’s sleeping down the hall, walking around looking delicious, talking with that panty-melting accent, just…taking care of me.
And giving my friend pep talks, making her little boy airplane-shaped pancakes, and making her jerk ex very sorry.
So, I really can’t be blamed for what happens in the shower—he should have been quieter if he didn’t want company—or against the wall in the kitchen.
But here’s the problem: the royals have become the family he never had growing up. He’ll never quit. And I’ve spent the past sixteen years helping my sister raise her daughter. Now's my chance to finally go to law school—which can't happen here in my tiny hometown.
So, we need to help my friend and nothing more.
We can’t be reckless. Not with where we take our clothes off. Not with our words. And certainly not with our hearts.
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