Her Royal Baby
A woman in labor. A man on a
mission. The Mansfield Brothers series
All Brianna Coleman remembers of
the near-fatal accident is the hero who saved her. Not
her name or the father of the baby she delivers hours
later. Until news of a coup in a foreign nation triggers
a memory. Her baby's father is the missing member of a
royal family…and her son the next target.
After saving them, Hunter Mansfield
won't abandon them. But can he defend them against
international assassins who pursue the newborn? He'll do
anything—pay the ultimate price if necessary—for one
chance to protect the woman he loves and her little
"I loved this book. I will be adding it to my
list of favorites, that will be read again
someday. I love books with danger, action,
suspense, and romance. This book had it all. It
even had a sassy cat, that I feel in love with."
-- Paula Legate,
"This book is full of drama, action, danger, mystery
as they try and figure out Brianna's history and keep
her safe at the same time. Their is even a prince and a
traitor. This is a clean read that I enjoyed reading.
I would like to read the other two books in the
Mansfield brothers series." -- Rhonda,
"Very good book. The action and suspense started
immediately and kept me hooked throughout the book.
The ending confrontation had an interesting twist and
lots of intensity..." -- Susan,
"It is a wonderful read for me even though the
journey wasn’t smooth for Brianna and Hunter. They met
at the worst possible way and yet, I happy that they
found the happiness that they deserve in the end. I like
the ending too with a twist that I did not expect it to
come." -- Hsiau Wei,
"A tough, protective hero is at the center of this
suspenseful story. Good pacing, expert
storytelling and sweet chemistry make this story a
page-turner." -- Melanie Bates,
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"A lovely, light read!" --Monica Cardoza,
"Exciting right from the start, this book will keep
you on the edge of your seat. Very exciting this
book is full of drama, action, danger, and mystery." --
"OMG - I absolutely adored this book. I couldn't wait
to turn the page. I liked the twist on the amnesia
thing, especially we as the reader knew what she'd
forgotten. I found the phone call from the prince thing
a little too obvious, but maybe it was meant to be. I'm
so glad I picked this book up to read. I I gotta track
down others in the series because I loved the Mansfield
family." -- Tory Michaels,
Copyright Beth Cornelison 2014
The car was coming right at him. Weaving. Speeding. With
him at twelve o’clock.
Adrenaline shot through Hunter
Mansfield. Irritation and alarm nipping the back of his
neck, he slowed to a stop along the rural Louisiana road
where he jogged every Sunday afternoon. He assumed a
ready stance on the balls of his feet, prepared to jump
out of the way of the erratically lurching vehicle as it
neared. The glare of sunlight reflected off the
windshield, preventing him from seeing the driver. A
drunk? A distracted teenager?
The small blue Honda’s
engine roared, and the car lurched forward, its wheels
kicking up gravel as the passenger-side tires moved from
the pavement onto the narrow shoulder. Hunter braced,
rapidly weighing whether to dive for the four-foot ditch
to his left or feint right into the road, assuming the
car wouldn’t correct its path in time. Both posed risk.
Just as he shifted his weight to spring to
his left, the sun slipped behind a cloud. He caught a
glimpse of a face behind the steering wheel. A woman. A
startled, frightened look. A last-second swerve, tires
He jumped aside but not fast enough. The
sedan clipped his hip as he launched himself toward the
ditch. He landed with a tooth-jarring thump. Rolled.
Pain streaked from his shoulder down his arm.
twisted to watch the Honda rocket past, grumbling an
invective under his breath.
Still traveling at a high
speed, the car overcorrected from the swerve to miss him
and fishtailed. In seconds, the driver had lost control.
The sedan careened off the road at high speed, flipped
and rolled into the ditch.
Horror punched him in the
gut. Scrambling to his feet, Hunter ran down the road to
the inverted car and crouched at the broken driver’s
window. “Hey, are you okay?”
A pained and panicked
cry came from inside.
Unable to see the front seat
even from a squat, he got on his stomach and peered
inside. The sight that greeted him backed his breath
into his throat.
The woman lay crumpled on the roof
of the sedan, which was now below her. Her forehead was
bleeding. Her face was wrenched in a mask of agony. And
she clutched her…rounded belly.
ratcheted up a notch. She was pregnant. And judging from
the pool of bloody fluid under her hips, her water had
broken in the crash.
Another wail of pain from her
confirmed it. She was in labor.
“Damn,” he muttered
as a chill slid through him, despite the warm autumn
sun. “Ma’am, are you hurt anywhere other than your
head?” He reached in far enough to put the car in park
and turn off the engine.
She turned wild blue eyes
toward him. Frightened eyes. “Don’t hurt me!”
raised his palms. “I won’t. Calm down.”
Don’t hurt me. I’m not—” She stopped with a gasp and a
moan, holding her stomach.
Hurt her? What the—?
“I’m not going to hurt you, ma’am. Why would you
“My baby!” she gasped between shallow pants.
“Yeah. I see that.” He jerked at the
Velcro strap that held his cell phone strapped to an
armband while he jogged and dialed 911. “I’m calling an
ambulance now. Try to slow your breathing. You’re
Another frightened groan answered
him, and she cast a nervous glance around her. “Where am
I? What happened?”
Hunter arched an eyebrow. “You