My rating: 5 of 5 stars
There is freedom waiting for you, on the breezes of the sky. And you ask, “What if I fall?” Oh but my darling, “What if you fly?” ~Erin Hanson
Our lives may not always be fairy tales, but we can experience them in books every day. Some books make us fly, carrying us to destinations unknown, daring us to dream. Oh did I dream in Emma Chase’s newest romantic delight. Royally Matched made my soul soar and my heart dance in a dreamy delight of a romance that is PURE HEAVEN.
Feeling like a Disney Princess, I dove into the delicious Royally Matched. I wanted to take my time, sprinkling myself into this dream like fairy dust, where I could bask into the glow of wonder. Reality: I swallowed this story nearly whole on a packed tour bus in route to the Czech Republic. When a book begins with the word, ‘BALLS,’ you can’t help but roll in laughter at the ensuing humor that follows.
Oh did I immediately chuckle like a drunk in that bus full of people who likely wondered if my water bottle was filled with vodka. That’s okay…I love books that begin with a BANG…of humor. Royally Matched made me giddy like a school girl!
I like my sports the way I like to f**k—wild, loud and dirty.
I was insanely captivated and catapulted onto a stage filled with hot and humorous Henry, lighting me up with laughter and lust. Henry is pure heat. His dirty mouth is delicious!
Henry John Edgar Thomas Pembrook, Prince of Wessco. GORGEOUS. Dark blond locks, emerald green eyes, a mouth and body of sin. Rebel rogue, the royal who marches to the beat of his own drum, and oh is it loud. Next in line to be King of Wessco, thanks to older brother screwing him over by marrying a commoner. Newest reality show star of Matched: Royal Edition where he gets to crown of 20 blue-blooded beauties as his princess.
Sarah Mirabelle Zinnia Von Titebottum. BEAUTIFUL. Brown hair, brown eyes, glasses, and hour glass figure. Bookworm but looks like a naughty librarian. Librarian for real too. Sweet and shy but wants to be brazen and feel as beautiful inside as she does outside.
Henry only has eyes on the shy beauty in the corner who’s not on the reality show but tagged along with her sister who’s a contestant.
“You’re pretty. Hasn’t anyone every told you that?”
“They should have. You should’ve been told every day how pretty you are – inside and out.”
I MELTED!!! My body morphed into lava, a puddle of goo as Henry WOWED me in every way. This magical prince made me SMILE, SMOLDER, AND SWOON. Henry went from making my body melt with heat to melting my heart with words that uplifted this shy lass to the beauty she is inside and out. Sarah prefers to be in the background but Henry wants her front and center! He is giving Sarah her wings so she can finally fly. Oh did my FEELS FLUTTER!!!
This prince is a bit broken, a bit like Sarah in that they both need encouragement, someone to lift them up, hold them tight and tell them that they are worthy. Sarah is also giving Henry wings or perhaps the crown, the courage to be king and own that crown.
This beautiful, broken, pitiful prince. Was Henry ever told how brilliant he is? Kind and strong, generous, and good? I don’t think he was and they should’ve told him. Every single day.
Oh did these sentiments of kindness and strong words of wisdom wrap themselves around me, making me FEEL EVERYTHING!!! Tears trickled down my cheeks as I felt for this prince who doesn’t feel king worthy. Prince Henry needs Sarah, this sweet and sensational gal who is making him feel like he could conquer the world.
Her words make me feel. Like I’m a hundred feet tall and a thousand times as strong. Like I’m a superhero or a god. Like…I’m a king.
Henry and Sarah are each other’s saving grace…MINE TOO.
I’m starting to think of it as the Henry Effect, because he makes me feel so many…things. Safe and wild and maybe just a little bit mad at once. Henry makes me want to take a chance. On new experiences. And on him.
Sweet, shy, and stunning Sarah is coming out of her shell. The beauty in the corner is slowly believing that she’s incredible, and it’s all because of one magnificent prince…sexy as sin and sweet as pie.
Speaking of pie…I’m suddenly HUNGRY.
“I’ve been thinking about this all day.”
I MELTED INSIDE.
It’s only when I speak that I realize I’m breathless. “About what?”
I WAS RENDERED BREATHLESS, as my heart beat out of its chest.
And the man who will be my king sinks to his knees before me.
That image of the man to be king on his knees is POWERFUL, and image that nearly brought me to my knees.
“About tasting you. I’m going to lick you until my tongue gives out. Any objections?”
Oh…my…HEAT!!! I was on fire, my body blazing in need, thighs clenching hard. Every part of my body…ALL OF ME…was ACHING…aching for this prince…aching for this addicting story that scorched me EVERYWHERE. Reminder: I was still reading—a now slightly uncomfortable story because of location—on a tour bus full of people who hopefully did not think I was a pervy princess….though inside I was…am…I so am.
Oh God…His lips slide into an adorably crooked half-smile.
“Speechless, love? Was it something I said?”
Oh Henry, I bow to you and your magical tongue with its sweet words and its even sweeter touches to the princess promised land of the lower region. I wanted to be Henry’s princess badly.
He could crush me; the foreshadowing is clearly written. It’s a tale as old as time: the inexperienced bluestocking and the bed-hopping rogue. Bloody hell; I’m a trope.
Royally Matched crushed me, crashing into me with a force I never saw coming.
I’m not going to fall. I can’t. Because Henry has shown me how to fly.
Henry has made Sarah see the world through new eyes where she wants to take that leap with him, sprouting the wings he gave her to fly.
And I feel like I’m falling after all—like my wings have been clipped.
However, with flying, there’s a risk of falling…falling in love and even falling down on your face when your wings break by the one who gave them to you.
Royally Matched gave me wings, and I am still flying so fast from this fairy tale, my soul soaring high like an eagle in the sky. But I’m still falling too…falling in UTTER LOVE with this brilliant and beautiful book…falling in love with a prince who still has my heart. Prince Henry had my heart before this book. There’s more to this playboy prince than meets the eye: a huge heart waiting for the right woman to unlock it and hold it as her own. This prince held my heart in his hands…owning it…OWNING ME. Royally Matched UNEQUIVOCALLY OWNED ME.
After reading Royally Screwed, I knew Henry would be my favorite prince and oh was HE ALL THAT AND MORE!!! This prince doesn’t follow the crowd, he leads them…sometimes in a t-shirt, jeans, and combat boots. Gorgeous inside and out, Henry is both rogue and regal, a lethal combo for a powerful and passionate prince. A prince who went from callous and cocky playboy to caring and confident man fit for a king. Although Sarah is Henry’s polar opposite, their connection is commanding; she completes him in every way.
The laugh-out-loud humor, off-the-charts chemistry, passion, smolder, strength, sweetness, swoon, soul, and sooo much heart…Royally Matched was EVERYTHING!!! Royally Matched royally exceeded my expectations!!! I did not expect this story to twist and turn itself around me where I FELT ALL THE FEELS. I did not expect to CRY sad tears along with my happy ones. I did not expect to swoon, but oh did I SWOON IN SPADES. I could not help but FALL IN UTTER LOVE with this rom-com that is a fierce and feel-worthy fairy tale but SO MUCH MORE.
Royally Matched blew me away! This book is bloody brilliant and a top 2017 read already!!! I fell in UTTER LOVE with this soul-searing and swoon-filled story!
I may have been late to jump on board the Emma Chase Fan Girl Train, but oh am I a passenger for life! Emma Chase has quickly climbed to the tier of my all-time favorite authors. Her imagination, humor, and heart are poured into every beautiful and brilliant word she writes, words that sparkle like diamonds, and books that are PURE GOLD. Emma Chase doesn’t simply write stories; she pens escapes from reality, adventures where I free-fall so hard that I don’t want to surface for air; I don’t want to stop dreaming.
This book shone in beauty and brilliance like a diamond, lighting me up. Royally Matched CAUGHT ME…CLAIMED ME…CROWNED ME in BOOK BLISS. My heart is still chasing the high of Royally Matched, a hypnotic and heartfelt tale that hit me like Cupid’s arrows, dart after dart, straight to the heart.
Royally Matched was my humor…my heat…my heart…my heaven. Royally Matched was a MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN!!! With a SWEET SIGH and permanent smile etched on my face, I’m still floating on Cloud Nine where I feel like Cinderella, royally hitched to this fairy tale forever. I’m still dreaming too…DREAMING BIG.
“My story hasn’t been written yet, but I know it begins with you.”
★★★★★ 5 royally good stars
Some men are born responsible, some men have responsibility thrust upon them. Henry John Edgar Thomas Pembrook, Prince of Wessco, just got the motherlode of all responsibility dumped in his regal lap.
He’s not handling it well.
Hoping to help her grandson to rise to the occasion, Queen Lenora agrees to give him “space”—but while the Queen’s away, the Prince will play. After a chance meeting with an American television producer, Henry finally makes a decision all on his own:
Welcome to Matched: Royal Edition.
A reality TV dating game show featuring twenty of the world’s most beautiful blue bloods gathered in the same castle. Only one will win the diamond tiara, only one will capture the handsome prince’s heart.
While Henry revels in the sexy, raunchy antics of the contestants as they fight, literally, for his affection, it’s the quiet, bespectacled girl in the corner—with the voice of an angel and a body that would tempt a saint—who catches his eye.
The more Henry gets to know Sarah Mirabelle Zinnia Von Titebottum, the more enamored he becomes of her simple beauty, her strength, her kind spirit… and her naughty sense of humor.
But Rome wasn’t built in a day—and irresponsible royals aren’t reformed overnight.
As he endeavors to right his wrongs, old words take on whole new meanings for the dashing Prince. Words like, Duty, Honor and most of all—Love.
Sarah stands up and presses her lips against mine. And it’s so unexpected, so surprising—I freeze up. But only for a moment. As her mouth gently moves over mine, I begin to thaw. She’s so fucking soft, her taste so very sweet. The kiss is almost chaste—at least it’s the most chaste I’ve ever had. Unpracticed.
And yet, it still manages to make my heart pound against my ribs like an animal in a cage.
“What are you doing?” I whisper, when she pulls back just a little.
“I’m distracting you.” She looks up at me uncertainly. From behind those ridiculously prim little glasses with those big, dark eyes that could bring me to my knees. “Is it working?”
My tongue traces my lower lip, craving more of her.
“I’m not sure. Keep trying—I’ll let you know.”
She smiles quick and relieved . . . and then she reaches back up, wraps her arms about my neck, and kisses me.
Her two lips envelop my lower one, then the upper, all eager, pleasing sweetness. My hands find Sarah’s lower back and I pull her in close, tight against me. Slowly, I open my mouth and she mirrors my movement, opening for me. And it’s good. So very, very good.
It’s like my blood has turned to gasoline, and the touch of her wet, warm tongue is the spark.
I delve deeper, kiss her harder—more demanding—taking the lead. I cup her head in my hands, holding her still while I plunge and devour. A moan seeps from her lips and I devour that too.
But then, breathing harshly, I tear my mouth away.
“Sarah, maybe we shouldn’t. Maybe we should just—”
“I’m sick of being afraid, Henry. And I’m so tired of being alive . . . but not really living. I’ve wanted this for a long time. I want . . . you.” It’s only then that hesitation dims her eyes. “Do you want me too?”
I grip her arms. “More than I’ve wanted anything or anyone in my entire life.”
She takes my hands in hers, lifts them and presses my palms to her breasts. They’re soft and full and absolutely perfect.
Beneath her robe, her bedclothes are paper thin. I trace my thumbs across her nipples, feeling them harden and peak. I want to suck on them until she’s mindless. I want to lick every inch of her skin and watch her flush with desire.
I wrap my arms around Sarah and lift her right off her feet. With a groan, my mouth is back to hers. Her small pretty hands cup my jaw as I carry her toward the bed. I stop against a wall on the way, knocking a frame sideways, lifting her leg in one hand and wrapping it around my hip so I can thrust against her.
There’s so much I know—deviant, filthy, lovely moves. And I want to teach her every damn one.
Amazon Paperback: http://amzn.to/2l4wHM6
B&N Paperback: bit.ly/RoyallyMatchedBN
Emma Chase is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the hot and hilarious Tangled series and The Legal Briefs series. Emma lives in New Jersey with her husband, two children and two naughty (but really cute) dogs. She has a long-standing love/hate relationship with caffeine.