How many girls can say their first kiss was with a prince in the British royal family?
I was fourteen and he was sixteen, and yes, it was magical. But that kiss didn’t exactly change my life. To tell you the truth, I didn’t even think about it-or Nicky Windsor-for the next ten years . . . until fate, in the guise of my grandparents, brought us...
Falling in love with a prince wasn’t something I planned . . .
When I reconnected with the first guy I ever kissed, I never dreamed I’d end up moving to England to be closer to him. But Nicky and I are in love, and living together was the next logical step.
If I thought dating royalty was a tough gig when I was living in the USA, I’m learning...
The royal wedding was only the beginning of my happy ending . . .
I’m now a full-fledged member of the royal family. That means all my problems are over, doesn’t it?
Apparently not.
Even though I’m now a princess-by-marriage and a duchess-by-title, I’m still the same Kyra who’s prone to putting her sneaker-clad foot into her mouth.
It’s been quite a year for the Royal Family. We lost our patriarch, and some of my closest family members are struggling with romantic woes. With all of the worries and sadness, I’m having trouble getting into the holiday spirit.
But a very Royal Christmas has a way of making even the most...