Christmas at the Castle by Melissa McClone

Release Date: 10.18.2016


A royal wedding. A meddlesome mother. An unexpected union.

A European getaway during the Christmas holiday is exactly what veterinarian Katrina “Kat” Parsons needs. She can’t wait to be a bridesmaid in her childhood friend’s royal wedding, but she hopes to steer clear of the bride’s arrogant older brother.

Crown Prince Guillaume wants his younger sister’s wedding day to be perfect, but he’s suspicious of Kat. He and his mother on are on high alert, afraid Kat is not just there for the wedding, but also to find a prince of her own.

But when Kat’s kindness and generosity prove them wrong, the prince realizes there’s more to her than he ever imagined. Can he trust his heart or will he lose the one woman he can’t live without?


This modern Cinderella story enchanted me since the beginning.

I loved the setting,a beautiful european castle,and the time of the year,Christmas, that will become even more magical for the Princess wedding.
The characters were developped really well,they are so different from each others but they will all win you over at the end.

Kat and Guill story will melt your heart putting a big smile on your face.

This was the first book I've read in this series and it could be read as a stand alone but I'm so curious about the other characters' stories I need to read the others really soon.


Kat reached the bed and realized she’d left the door open. Closing anything, other than the refrigerator, was something she never had to worry about living alone.

“I’ll leave the door open in case you want out.”

The dog motioned with his left front paw.

She laughed. “Is that your sign for belly rubs?”

The motion continued.

“Okay, I can take a hint.” Kat sat and rubbed his tummy.

The dog looked like he was smiling.

“Aw, you’re so cute.”

He stretched.

She stopped rubbing to give the dog more room, and he waved his front left paw again.

She rubbed him again. “A little spoiled, huh?”

“Extremely spoiled.”

The sound of Gill’s voice knotted the muscles at the back of her neck. She looked up. He stood in the doorway with his hands at his side.

Where had he come from?

Kat hadn’t heard footsteps or noticed anyone in the hallway, but she couldn’t help but stare at him now.

Oh, baby.

A handsome dog for a gorgeous guy.

He wore gym shorts, and his T-shirt clung to him as if he’d been working out. Talk about fit. Not overly muscular. Just right.

Her mouth went dry.

His slightly red cheeks made him seem younger and look like he had at camp after they finished an activity under the hot sun. His damp hair curled more and begged to have fingers run through the strands.

Not her fingers.

Hot, yes, and disappointing that he didn’t have a great personality to match his good looks. 

Still, she couldn’t believe how normal he appeared in the workout clothes.

Normal and attractive.

Best part? He seemed almost approachable.

Not that sweat and running shoes made the prince less of a jerk.

She focused on the dog. “Many of my clients spoil their pets.”

“Most animals don’t have an entire staff at their beck and call. More than a few here treat him as their own.”

“Maximillian’s lucky to have so much attention.”

“Yes, he is.”

Gill’s gaze was locked on her. Not only that, but he was walking toward her.

Kat’s pulse skyrocketed. Cardio workout not required.

The room seemed smaller in spite of the high ceiling. The prince was tall—an inch, maybe two over six feet—but his presence seemed much larger.

The dog waved his paw again.

Maximillian. Her cheeks warmed. The prince wanted his dog. He wasn’t here for her.

A twinge of disappointment shot out of nowhere.

Not how she should be feeling about a man like Gill. A man—make that a prince—who didn’t hide the fact he hated her.

Must be his hotness factor.

“I’d stop petting Maximillian.” Gill came even closer. “Or he’ll be after you for rubs while you’re here.”

“I don’t mind.”

“Because you love animals.”

He hadn’t asked a question, but she answered anyway. “Yes.”

Gill stood at the side of her bed. A raw, earthy scent replaced his expensive aftershave from earlier. His leg was mere inches from hers. One slight move and she would bump into him. The temptation to do just that to see his reaction was strong.

Bad idea. Best not to agitate the beast.

She had enjoyed poking and prodding him when she was younger. Maybe that was part of the reason he acted so annoyed around her.


  1. Thanks so much for reviewing the book and also hosting a stop on my blog tour! Enjoy your day :)


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