Claiming His Royal Heir

12267649-_uy200_Author: Jennifer Lewis
Genre: Romance
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Ancient book restorer, Stella Greco’s life turns upside down when the anonymous sperm donor of her son shows up at her front door. Not only is Vasco sexier than she ever imagined, he’s also the King of the exotic country of Montoya and he’s determined to bring her and his son back with him.

I went into this book with my eyes wide open. It’s Harlequin Heat for one and it’s also book 18 in the Billionaires and Babies series. This book gets a solid 3. It was an easy way to spend my Saturday morning and to get familiar with Overdrive. The sex scenes were typical. Shuddering, crescendos, made love into the morning, you know the drill.

Stella was a fine character, if not a little naive. I liked her motivation in having her son through sperm donation. She had principals, even when Vasco came around she was cautious in letting him around her son, no matter how badly she wanted to take his pants off. That only lasted like five minutes, though. After the move to Montoya, her kid gets whisked away and she mentions him so the readers don’t forget what she’s there for. When it came to Vasco after he had earned her trust, she was a little dim, but hey, I’ve heard that good dick can do that to you. When she was hurt enough, she tried to remove herself from the situation, which I found to be smart. She had a cool job too.

You may be asking yourself, why did the King of some far away European land jerk off into a cup and sell his baby batter in the good ol’ U S of A? Apparently, in the Kingdom of Montoya, all the children who are not the heir are kicked out of the kingdom to avoid coups and discord. Vasco had an older brother, but he died in a car crash, taking their parents with them. Having no money, he donated sperm to be able to feed himself. It’s far fetched but let’s be real, this whole plot is about as plausible as Kanye West becoming self-aware.

Vasco was typical. Not bad in any way, but typical for a novel of this kind. From an “exotic” country, dark hair, tan, tall, sexy. I wouldn’t be able to pick him apart from any other Harlequin heartthrob. His motivations for bringing Stella back along with the baby (Nick), were kind of silly. He was essentially like “I was only here for the baby, but she’s hot so, I’ll take her too.” My favorite thing about him, as a character, is that at no point did I wonder why Stella was falling in love with him. He wasn’t bad at all! He wasn’t abusive, or mean, or hurtful to Stella. He wasn’t interesting, but he wasn’t Christian Grey (blech).

The conflict of the romance was that Stella wanted to be a proper family with Vasco. Meaning, a marriage. Vasco, like all playboys in romance novels, wants to know why things have to change and can’t they just keep playing house forever? Vasco had a tragic backstory about watching his parents hate each other and that’s why he thought marriage only ruined relationships. I distinctly remember that for about half a second a “rival” was introduced but after doing her job and making Stella feel insecure, she’s never mentioned again. Vasco leaves their castle (of course they live in a castle), and Stella decides to pack Nick up and leave because she’s not cool with being an in-house booty call.

Vasco returns and is shocked to find out Stella left. It was the wake-up call he needed to propose marriage. They get married, have another kid a couple years later and the book wraps itself up there.

The background characters in this book were given almost no attention. The writing barely paid attention to them so I didn’t either. He had a couple of aunts who sounded exactly the same in their 3 lines of dialogue. Vasco and Stella each had a BFF who popped in when the plot needed to be shoved along. All in all, I can’t blame a regular woman for hopping countries to live with the rich, sexy father of her child.

I would recommend this book if you have a long wait anywhere, or if you need something to do on your commute.

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