Princess Ever Afterby Rachel Hauck
Regina Beswick was born to be a princess.
But she’s content to be a small-town girl, running a classic auto restoration shop, unaware a secret destiny awaits her. One that will leap from the pages of her grandmother’s hand-painted book of fairytales.
Tanner Burkhardt is the stoic Minister of Culture for the Grand Duchy of/strong>
Regina Beswick was born to be a princess.
But she’s content to be a small-town girl, running a classic auto restoration shop, unaware a secret destiny awaits her. One that will leap from the pages of her grandmother’s hand-painted book of fairytales.
Tanner Burkhardt is the stoic Minister of Culture for the Grand Duchy of Hessenberg. When he is tasked to retrieve the long-lost princess, he must overcome his fear of failure in order to secure his nation’s future—and his own.
Yet lurking in the political shadows is a fierce opponent with sinister plans to abolish the throne forever.
Overwhelmed with opposition, Regina must decide if she’s destined to restore old cars or an ancient nation. Together—with a little divine intervention—Regina and Tanner discover the truth of her heritage and the healing power of true love.
"Hauck can be counted on for captivating, page-turning stories and sincere characters with heart." —Romantic Times Review, 4 stars
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Princess Ever After
A Royal Wedding Novel
By Rachel Hayes Hauck
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She'd found bliss. Perhaps even true love. Behind the wheel of a '71 Dodge Challenger restored to Slant-6 perfection.
Fishtailing into turn two of a west side Tallahassee dirt track, Reggie shifted into fourth gear and pushed the car to its max, the thrill of the race electrifying her entire being.
The engine rumbled with authority as the tires hummed over the track, churning up dust as if to truly bury yesterday. Firing down the straightaway toward pinkish-gold remains of twilight leaking through the tall pines, the last thread of Reggie's lingering doubt flitted away on the cool September breeze.
This was what she'd been born to do—restore junked-up, forgotten old cars to their original, classic beauty. And it only took her twenty-nine years to figure that out.
Ha-ha. Come on, baby. Show me what you can do.
The boys at the finish line—Al, Rafe, and Wally—flagged her home with their hats in hand.
This was amazing. Simply amazing. She should've done this years ago. Jump from the corporate CPA ship onto the barely floating life raft of "pipe dreams."
In the last six months, she'd endured more than her share of sleepless nights since she traded her business suits for coveralls and entered into the car restoration business with Al, who was like a second father to her.
Restoring the Challenger was their first big job. And their first test.
Reggie checked the speedometer. The needle shimmied right at one hundred.
She sped past the finish line. An air horn sounded. Male voices rose with hoots and hollers. She'd done it. They'd done it. And without leaving a trail of car parts littering the racetrack.
Downshifting, Reggie aimed for center field, whipping the car in a series of donuts, mashing on the horn, gunning the engine, letting the 440 breathe and have its say.
Oh mercy, building and installing this engine had given them fits. Those days were the ones most filled with doubt, when Reggie considered dialing her old firm, Backlund & Backlund, and begging for her job back.
One last spin around the infield and Reggie stopped the car and hopped out, letting the engine idle. Rafe swooped her up, whirling her around. "We did it!"
When he set her down, Al embraced her in his dark, teddy bear arms. "I'm so stinking proud of you, girl."
"No, you, Al. It was your idea."
"But you were willing to take the leap." Al, a retired Marine master sergeant, and her daddy's best friend all the way back in the '60s at Sullivan Elementary School, was the brains and brawn behind opening the shop.
When Al had approached Reggie with the idea six months ago, she had nothing to say but "Where do I sign?"
Then he hired Rafe, a Marine who served with Al right before he retired. Rafe left the Marines after three tours in Afghanistan and hitchhiked from North Carolina to Tallahassee in search of "Sergeant Al."
Ole Wally arrived at the idling car last. "I do believe she's plum beautiful. Reg, you drive better than Danica."
She threw her arms around the wizened old redneck with thin wisps of white hair sticking out from under his Jeff Gordon 24 cap.
"Wally, your engine work is the best in the business, and I'd bet my firstborn on it."
"Reg,"—Wally spit, an old habit left over from his Red Man chew days—"don't go banking money on an account you don't have. Got to find a man, go on a date, get married so's you can have a firstborn." Wally sauntered around the car. "Rafe, did you hear something pinging with the engine? Thought I heard it long about the eight cylinder."
Wally—the car whisperer.
"Let's listen for it on the ride back to the shop," Rafe said, leaning over the hood, listening for the ping.
The shop was an old red barn Al had found way out Blountstown Highway. It worked because it was big and airy with a solid roof. But mostly, because it was cheap.
"Say! Reg,"—a loud bass voice boomed across the infield with irritation—"what happened to seven o'clock?"
Reggie squinted through the long angles of light and shadow as Mark, her date for the evening, made his way toward her.
"Mark ... hey ..." Reggie tugged her phone from the pocket in her coveralls. Was it seven already? No, it wasn't seven. It was seven thirty. Seven thirty-one, to be exact. She was late. "I'm so sorry." She met Mark on the other side of the car, glancing back at Wally and shooting him a goofy look. "We had to run the car one last time. Wally heard a ping in the engine." Well, he did. "Danny Hayes is picking her up in the morning, and we have to be sure she's running at one hundred percent."
"Wally and Al can manage a ping, Reg." Mark swiped his finger across the dusty hood and made a grand gesture of checking his watch. "Because you and I are late." He stared at her coveralls. "Is that what you're wearing?"
"Yes, it's all the rage in women's fashion this season in New York, Mark. Grease-stained coveralls." Reggie raised her foot. "But I am changing into a pair of fancy boots. Won't that look smart?"
"That-a-way to give it to him, Reg." Rafe nudged her in solidarity as he came around to slip into the driver's seat.
"Drive careful, Rafe. Get the car back to the barn and cleaned up, okay?" She unzipped her coveralls and stepped out. Underneath she wore jeans and a black, pleated V-neck top—perfect attire for a Wakulla County fish fry. Even if the guy hosting it was crazy rich.
Handing her wadded-up coveralls to Rafe through the window, she winced at the worrisome sound of "over bearing mother" in her words. Nevertheless ... "White-glove the interior, the exterior, even the wheel wells."
"Gotcha, boss." Rafe grinned and gunned the gas while Wally hovered over the engine, ear cocked to the sound of the mysterious ping.
Al motioned for Reggie to step aside with him. "Reg—" His voice broke, and when he looked up, a dewy sheen slipped across his brown eyes. He sniffed, raised his chin, and drew a deep breath. "We done good, girl."
"Yeah, we did." A well of tears filled her own eyes. "I owe you, Al. Big. Now we just have to figure out where our next job is coming from. I was thinking—"
"Have a good night, Reg." Al grabbed her shoulders and turned her around. "I just wanted to tell you I was proud of you. Now, go. Have fun. Laugh. Enjoy your success."
"We are a success, aren't we?" She smiled.
"A one-car success, but yes, so far, so good."
"Al, say, what if we—"
"Girl, go have fun with your beau."
"He's not my beau."
"Fine. Just go. Enjoy. Miriam is waiting for me at home with the grandkids. It's popcorn and Disney movie night for me." Al's bold laugh rang out. He was having the time of his life.
"Well, okay." She patted her hands against her legs. "Off I go."
"Good. Off you go," Al echoed her intent.
"Look, now, if you need anything, call me."
"Reg, what could we need at seven thirty on a Tuesday evening?" Al grabbed her shoulders and turned her toward Mark. "Have fun. That's an order."
"Yes, Master Sergeant Love."
Walking with Mark toward his car, she exhaled, pressing her hand over her middle. She'd done it. They'd done it. Restored a whole car.
"We were down to the chassis when we started working on that Challenger," she said to herself more than to Mark.
"Old Mr. McCandless is going to wonder where I've been." Mark aimed his remote at the late-model Porsche sitting at the entrance of the track. "What about seven was so hard to do, Reg?"
"I was working." She ran ahead of him, waving and cheering, chasing the Challenger as Rafe, Wally, and Al exited the track and headed for the shop.
"Let's go," Mark called.
Reggie met him at the Porsche and slipped into the passenger seat with confidence in her belly that she'd finally found her destiny.
* * *
A mellow Hunter Hayes melody played over Mark's speakers, his Porsche buzzing toward the Gulf Coast.
Reggie nestled against the Italian leather and followed the brilliant red plume streaking the western horizon. Was it possible for life to be perfect? Or almost? For the first time since Mama died when she was just a kid, life made sense. Didn't it? Sure it did.
Working on the Challenger, going into business with Al, steadied her, harnessed her restlessness. Her heart stopped wondering, "Is there something more?"
"I played golf with Eric Backlund yesterday." At thirty, Mark was one of the top real estate developers in Florida. He ate lunch with congressmen and played golf with CEOs, moving farther and farther away from the skinny, sad-eyed, latchkey kid living in a rusted-out trailer.
"Does he still have a seven handicap?" she asked. Her former boss took every occasion to let the office know how well he could hit a little white ball with a thin wooden club.
"He asked about you. Wants to know when you're coming back."
"When a blizzard buries Tallahassee." She powered down her window. The dewy air swept past her face and cooled the heat rising from the conversation.
"Reg, come on. You've got to be smart, think ahead. So, bravo, you restored a classic car." He raised his hands from the wheel for a short round of applause. "Proved to yourself and everyone else you could run with the big dogs. Now it's time to consider your future."
"Not quite with the big dogs yet. We restored one car, and I don't care for your sarcasm." Did he mean to exhort and deflate her in one single breath?
Reggie ignored the knock-knock of guilt, of wanting to please, to acquiesce. But doing what others expected and asked of her was what got her into the CPA business in the first place. Daddy thought it would be a good career for her. He was right. For a season. But she'd learned her lesson. Now was her time. To do what she wanted.
"A little sarcasm goes a long way in opening blind eyes," Mark said.
"Gee, it's a wonder Jesus never used it as he went about doing good and healing. Look, Mark,"—she turned to him—"I'm not going back to Backlund & Backlund, even if restoring cars doesn't work out. So get that out of your head. Or anyone else's. I'd rather sling groceries at Publix." She sat back and faced forward, her gaze fixed on how the headlights were cutting through the darkness, her comfort and sense of well-being evaporating.
"Fine, forget accounting," Mark said, his voice gearing up for Plan B. She'd known Mark for almost twenty years, and he always had a Plan A and a Plan B, C, D, and E.
"But, Reg, for crying out loud, cars? Old cars at that? You're too intelligent and talented, too gorgeous to be wearing coveralls all day and sticking your head in a smelly engine." He slowed the car, leaning to see a blue rural street sign hidden behind a tree.
"You're good with people," he went on. "They walk right up to you and tell you their stories. Remember that woman at my office Christmas party last year? She downloaded her whole life story to you in the buffet line. She still talks about you." He shook his head and hit the gas, craning for the next street marker. "What about being a politician?"
"Ha! Politics? I'd rather work for Backlund & Backlund, Criminal Public Accountants."
"Har-har. Backlund is reputable and you know it."
"Even if they weren't, I'd rather work for them than be in politics." She turned to Mark. "Do you not know me? After all these years?"
"I do know you. Maybe better than you know yourself. Reg, you'd be a good politician. You'd care more about people than your own power or wealth." He slowed at the next street sign, then jerked the car left, leaving the road and hitting a soft, sandy driveway. He downshifted with a low growl. "McCandless develops million-dollar complexes. You'd think he'd pave his own drive."
But he spoke too soon. The car broke into a clearing, easing onto a curved, pebble drive that circled under a high portico to the front door.
Reggie peered out the windshield toward the second floor and the high-pitched eaves. "A palace out here in the middle of Wakulla County." She laughed. "I think I've seen it all."
"McCandless is a bit of an eccentric, but he knows real estate development."
"Let me guess. You want him to back you in something you're doing."
"A development over on St. George." Mark put the car in neutral as a red-vested valet scurried down the front steps. A second valet opened Reggie's door. Her stomach rumbled as she stepped into the potent aroma of frying fish.
"Valets," she said as Mark came around to her side, watching the man drive off with his car. "Hoity-toity. That's definitely not Wakulla County."
Wakulla County was rednecks, good ole boys and girls, her kind of folks. Not valets running down carved stone steps from the doorway of a ... palace.
"All this?" Mark slipped his arm around her waist. "This is going to be me one day, babe."
"Well, not me." Reggie shrugged out of his embrace and moved ahead of him up an illuminated path. Maybe she was being paranoid, but more and more it seemed Mark was painting her into his rich landscape. One in which she didn't belong. What was up with him? When did the air between them change? They'd been friends forever. Just friends.
Though they did have a "date" pact. If one or the other needed an escort to a wedding, Christmas party, work or family event, and couldn't scrounge up anyone else, the other would go. But Mark had a slew of girlfriends. The dating trail behind him was littered with gorgeous women.
"Ever hear from Monica?" Reggie said with a casual air when he caught up to her. Mark had met the dark-skinned beauty at a congressional luncheon, and Reggie didn't see him for four months. "I thought maybe she was the one."
"She went home and got engaged to her college boyfriend."
"Already? That was fast."
"I was her rebound and, frankly, I didn't see a future with us." Mark touched her elbow, lightly steering her down the path toward a white-haired, Colonel-Sanders-looking character—McCandless.
Reggie, on the other hand, had never been in love. Not that she didn't want to be, but, well, she'd not met him. The one. The love of her life.
Besides, she didn't feel she needed a man to carry on a happy life. She rather liked going to parties or weddings alone, meeting up with friends and family. If she really needed a date, she drafted her best friend, Carrie Mitchell, instead of Mark, because it always gave Carrie an excuse to buy a new pair of shoes.
"Before we get too deep into this party ..." Mark slipped his hand into hers and suddenly tugged her off the path. A wash of dread caused her to shiver.
Mark, don't ...
Reggie's phone jingled from her jeans hip pocket. Thank goodness. She jerked her hand from his, reaching back for her phone. Saved by the ringtone. She never loved the Florida State University fight song more.
"It's Al," she said, turning the screen for him to see. "Hey, is everything all right?" Reggie laughed low, relieved to be away from Mark, shaking the heat of his hand from hers. "Please don't tell me you wrecked the Challenger."
"Reg, please ... The Challenger is fine. Rafe has it spit polished and gleaming. I'm calling 'cause I thought you'd like to know we just might have our next job."
"What? Who?" Her heart pummeled her ribs. This is great! "A Starfire #89?" She laughed. "I'll walk on air all the way home if you say yes."
"A Starfire #89? Girl, are you out of sound mind?" Al's laugh boomed. "Now, how do you suppose the rarest car on planet Earth would make its way to Dixie? And to our little shop no less?"
"A girl can dream, can't she?" Why not? Dreaming, with some unction, was what freed her from Backlund & Backlund.
Dreaming inspired her first car restoration. Al might have dreamed up the shop, but Reggie was the one who talked Danny Hayes into giving them a chance with his Challenger.
So there was nothing wrong with a little dreaming. She'd get her a Starfire #89 one of these days. Okay, maybe not, but she'd at least sit behind the wheel of one. Someday.
"There's dreaming and then there's ridiculous, Reg. If ever a Starfire #89 comes across my path, I won't call you but walk on air to tell you in person. And you'll know what I have to say before I open my mouth because my beautiful black face will be as white as a ghost."
She laughed. "I'll look forward to it. So what car do we have?"
Al was right. Best be realistic if they were going to be in the restoration business. Only seven Starfire #89s—one of the world's first race cars commissioned by the Grand Duke of Hessenberg in 1904—had ever been made. Six were known to exist. Four were in museums. Two were owned by billionaires. One, the original, was lost in time. Perhaps destroyed by wars, or rain and snow, or someone looking for scrap metal. Who knew? Or maybe the car was waiting somewhere for someone to rescue it.
"I got the next best thing to a Starfire, Reg. A Duesenberg."
She exhaled every ounce of breath. "Al, no ... come on ... you can't be ... a Duesy?" The air around her swirled, swift and cool, scented with fried fish, and for a moment Reggie thought she was floating. "You're kidding. No, you're not. You wouldn't kid about a Duesenberg!" She trembled. "H-how? Wh-who? When?"
"A Marine buddy—"
"God bless the Marines."
"—retired sometime back, went on to make good with a second career, and bought himself a 1933 Duesenberg Touring Car. He called to ask if I knew anyone who might be qualified to restore it."
"We. Me. You. Us." Reggie slapped her hand to her chest. "Did you tell him we could, Al?"
Mark tugged on her sleeve. "Reg, you're on my time. Call Al later. McCandless is on the move and I want to introduce you."
She shushed him, waving him off.
"Yeah, but this is a pretty special car. Our credentials might be a bit shallow, but we're friends and he trusts me. He's going to think about it."
Reggie snapped her shoulders back. "What? You call me with a think-about-it Duesy? Get on the phone. Tell him we are the ones for the job."
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RITA finalist and Carol Award winner Rachel Hauck was recently chosen by Family Fiction readers as one of the top five romance authors in CBA. Rachel lives in central Florida with her husband and writes from her ivory tower.
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Rachel Hauck weaves another wonderful modern day fairytale! Old World meets Southern girl with grit, like the Princess diaries story, but even better! You will root for Regina and Tanner, and cheer as they fight to save a kingdom that is all but lost. Good sequel to Once Upon a Prince; can be read as a stand alone too, but more meaningful if read in order. Great series!
Good clean romance. Can't wait to read the next book in the series!
Great Book This is book two in the Royal Wedding series. I was looking forward to this book and was not disappointed. What I liked: Regina goes from car restorer to princess overnight. I really enjoyed how Regina grew as a character. This book also had a good amount of laughs. Her driving away with Tanner who jumped into the car had me laughing out loud. Tanner also was a good character. I don’t want to give too much away about his story but I enjoyed it. I also found it interesting how we would jump back in time to Regina’s grandma’s diary entry’s and how they tied into the present story. Very well written. What I did not like: There is not much I did not like in this book. The only thing was how easy and simple Tanners personal family issue was resolved it just seemed like thing worked out way to smoothly. I enjoyed this book. Even though it was a fairy tale kind of story it had very real trials and problems and did not come across like a Disney movie. I thought the author did a great job of portraying how hard it could be to go from being an average citizen to a royal. It was not a walk in the park, add in the humor and this made for a very good read. I’m interested to see how this series will end. I highly recommend this book. One does not need to read the first book in the series to read this one but it’s just as good and it will explain how Regina came to be the princess in more detail.
I love fairy tales...those stories that really let you "live the dream". Princess Ever After definitely fits into this category. It is the second book in the Royal Wedding series, however, it really can be read as a stand along book if you have not read the first book, Once Upon a Prince. I really enjoy reading books in a series, and would recommend that you read the first one if you can. It was one of my absolute favorite books last year and I have already re-read it a couple of times! It is just that good. In Princess Ever After, we meet Tanner Burkholdt. He is the Minister of Culture of a small fictitious nation named Hessenburg. His task is to tell the recently located heir (a princess) that she is nobility and must return to Hessenburg to save their country. Tanner is such an interesting character. He has a great back story and is battling with some serious issues and doubts about his worth and about God's love. Regina (Reggie) Beswick doesn't know she is a princess. Her ancestors fled Hessenburg in 1914 and she was never told of her heritage. Reggie is a fun character. She is definitely an everyday type of girl and is enjoying her life. She has made a career change and is now restoring classic cars. Life is enjoyable and she thinks she is where God wants her to be. Watching Reggie come to the realization that the information that Tanner brings is legitimate and that she is desperately needed in Hessenburg was enjoyable. I especially liked watching the relationship grow between the two main characters once Reggie arrives in Hessenburg and begins learning about her heritage. The romance does not seem quite as deep as in the first book, Once Upon a Prince, but these are different characters in a different story. They have their own story to tell and their own way of reacting to relationships. If every story was the same, how boring that would be! There are some interesting twists and turns and flash backs to journal entries written by Reggie's grandmother, when she was a young lady, throughout the book. All in all, a sweet and romantic fairy tale that left me happy at the end. I received a complimentary ebook copy from Litfuse Publicity Group through NetGalley in exchange for an honest review, which I have given.
Great modern christian romance! I fell in love with the cover of this book immediately. A gorgeous dress and a tiara too, who wouldn't want to read it? I loved Regina's character; she was completely authentic and true to herself no matter what situation she happened to find herself in (which were many crazy and unbelievable situations!). I loved her confidence, her ability to rise to the occasions and circumstances that she found herself in once she learned she was a princess and an heir. This book has so many facets; finding yourself, trusting in God, learning from the past, looking to the future, living the life you were meant to lead. Rachel Hauck astounded me with the depth of the story, not only with Reggie, but with Tanner as well. The mystery surrounding Reggie's Gram and how everything would turn out with the future of Hessenberg was so well put together. As a reader I have no complaints...I loved every bit of the book and I would read it again! This is my first time reading a book by Hauck and I will definitely be reading more from her soon! * I received an ARC of this book via Netgalley and was under no obligation to review.
Have you ever finished a book with a heartfelt sigh because the romance was so good? That was exactly how I closed the last page of this book. I loved the characters and the story, but the romance? Ahh, just what I like in a fairy tale. Full review at my website. I received this book in a giveaway. I was not required to give a positive review. All of the opinions I have expressed are my own.
"Because once you know who you really are, you can't go back to who you thought you were." I think the purpose of this book (and the struggle we all face as we grow from childhood dreams to adult realities) is summed up in this quote by Tanner Burkhardt to Princess Regina. Whether it's facing life as a single parent, or changing jobs, or embracing a sudden call to be the monarch of a small country 4000 miles from "home," life requires faith to honestly face the things we can't control. I loved the chemistry between Reggie and the friends she made on both sides of the pond. I admire the courage she exercised to step out and follow God's call...and Gram's memories. If you like happy endings, you'll love this modern fairy tale romance.
Rachel Hauck has become one of my new favorite authors.
Loved it. A woman heals while healing her homeland.
Probably the one thing I didn't like would be that you had to wait a long time for romance between the hero and heroine, but it was worth the wait once you got to it. Regina is living her life left her CPA job and started a car restoration business with a long time family friend. She really felt she was doing what she was supposed to and what she lived. Until the day Tanner showed up and she discovers that she is an heir to the throne of Hessenberg. She is unsure of what to do, than decides to at least go to Hessenberg to check things out. Tanner is attracted to Regina from the moment he lays eyes on her but knows he is there for one purpose and one purpose only to bring Regina to Hessenberg to take her rightful place. So many new things happening for them both, with a few surprises along the way. Who doesn't love a good average girl becomes a princess story. Overall a great read!!!
I thought this story was basically the same formula as Once Upon a Prince--an ordinary girl becomes a princess, but the twist on this one is that it happens in a different way. I knew I was going to get Christian themes, but a fun, clean story and I wasn't disappointed. Tanner is sent to America to find the long-lost princess and at first, I couldn't decide if he was going to be stuffy or rebellious. His personality almost seemed stuffy, but he had that long, flowing blonde hair... I really grew to like him and found him to a streak of both in him, but he's very endearing. Reg/Reggie/Regina is such a fun character! She's a little bit tomboy, as she loves to get her hands dirty and restore old cars, but she can girl it up when needed. She's fiery, sweet, and really down-to-earth. She's got what it takes to run a country, but it means leaving the life and family she knows behind and it's going to take a lot of convincing to do so. As always, I love the romance and the moments where the sparks fly and I wanted a little more with this one. It is very sweet and I love the way they compliment each other and support one another in their difficult choices. Content: mild, clean romance; moderate Christian elements and themes (talking to and about God). Clean
Oh man, I absolutely LOVED this book. The premise of the story mirrors that of The Princess Diaries in that it's a story about a girl who is a princess, that didn't know she was a princess. That's where the similarities end. I love when an author takes a well-known plot and makes it their own. Rachel Hauck definitely succeeded in that. The story flowed very well, and I loved reading about the history of Hessenberg. It added an interesting dimension to the story. The characters were phenomenal. I loved Regina Beswick. Her sweet, Southern innocence endeared her to me instantly. Her strength and surety of faith added to her charm. Tanner Burkhardt was a handsome man, with a strong, rugged, and sweet side. I loved them together and their romance was story-book perfect. The conflict with Seamus defined their characters and helped move the story forward. I also loved, loved, loved the diary entries from Gram (Princess Alice) sprinkled throughout the story. The message of the story was intricately weaved throughout the story. Both Reggie and Tanner had to overcome fear and self-doubt to embrace all that God had for them. See, when we doubt ourselves or the forgiveness the Lord freely offers, we keep ourselves from living joyfully in the Lord. When we let fear rule our lives, we can never be sure of ourselves in our calling. Overall, I think this was the perfect edition to the Royal Weddings Series and look forward to the next book from Rachel Hauck.
Rachel Hauck is a fantastic storyteller and I love her modern-day fairy tales! Although this is the second book in the Royal Wedding Series, it can easily be enjoyed as a stand-alone novel. Delightfully unique and refreshing, I thoroughly enjoyed the story of Regina Beswick and Tanner Burkhardt and their emotional journey to love!
"That is rare. I was forced, that is why I ran. The one before that one quit." He sighed.
A fairy-tale romance... Well-written with good humor, and while this is book two in a series, you do NOT have to read them in order, to understand the storyline. I didn't, lol- I received this book as advance copy for review from NetGalley. ;) That being said, I enjoyed this book immensely and am planning to buy books 1 & 3 to finish the series.
Lose yourself in a modern day fairy tale. This is the second book in the Royal Wedding Series. For those that love a Princess story this is for you. Reggie Beswick, CPA trained and working as a grease monkey Reggie left her accounting job to do her passion of fixing up old classic cars. She is so content with her life. The first car she worked on is complete and she is needing a new project. Enter Tanner Burkhardt, Minister of Culture for the small country of Hessenberg. Hessenberg has been under the rule of Brighton for almost 100 years. If Hessenberg finds a royal to sign the entail they will once again be a country. Tanner has found the long lost royal, but will a grease covered CPA step into the shoes of a princess and save a country she never knew existed? Reggie struggles with becoming a royal as anybody would. Tanner is a great help to her and finds himself falling for the princess. Yet his past decisions are coming to his door and will need to be dealt with. Will his mistakes force him to step down from his job or will he be able to keep his job and fall in love all at the same time. This book was a fun, light read. Like any girl, I love a story about a princess. I love that Hauck makes her characters real and have a past that comes back to haunt you. While there were some scenes that were a bit of a stretch, that is what makes it a fantasy. I did like the struggles the characters went through as well as turning to God to help. I enjoyed the cameo appearances of characters from the first book as well.
I received an eARC copy of this book from the publisher. Here is my honest review. Rachel Hauck has officially become one of my favorite authors with the second book in this series. I read the first book, Once Upon a Prince, and looked forward to the next book. (There is a third book too - yea!) The idea of finding out that you are a long-lost princess sounds very romantic; Hauck did keep the romance but also did a great job exploring the emotions of having a life-altering decision before you. At the core, this book is about identity and how we define ourselves. It's so often in our family or our jobs when ultimately, it should be in who we are in the Lord. Reggie was a a great modern-day strong princess and Tanner was sweet. His character reaffirms that we all have moments, decisions that were questionable, but the Father still loves us. Read this book! Only after you've read the first book. It could be a standalone read, but the experience will be much richer if you read in order.
I was initially hesitant to read this book since princess themes can be cheesy or all about the dresses and tiaras. Happily, this book does not fit those categories! The main character Reggie is a wonderfully down-to-earth American, and Tanner appreciates all her quirky attributes and sees past them to the special and unique individual she is. He helps her embrace her strengths and face the challenges of stepping into her royal heritage. I loved the mystery and history of her great-grandmother which unraveled slowly throughout the book with journal entries and memories cherished by Reggie. The sweet romance was overshadowed by the other aspects of the plot, but overall it was a good balance. (Thank you to Zondervan Publishing for providing a copy of the book in exchange for my honest review)
Rachael Hauck has again captivated me with her story line as I travel with/through her characters as they rick-rack through life. This was a fun read. I highly recommend it.