This book, guys. This book. If you’ve never read Rachel Hawkins before (like me, prior to Royals), you are DEFINITELY missing out.
First, I must admit, that while I love a good love story, and I find the British Royal family mildly interesting from time to time, I am by no means a connoisseur of royal romances. That said, if every royal romance is like Royals, someone should make me a list, STAT. In fact, if anyone reading this knows of books that leave you laughing like this one, feel free to reach out to me on Twitter with titles.
Royals is the story of a teenage Floridian, born to British parents who traded in the monarchy for a life in the colonies. How fitting, then, that their eldest daughter would fall for a prince, and find herself swept up in the magic and turmoil that life as a royal brings. Enter Daisy, who has not fallen for a prince, but finds herself whisked away to a life of castles and protocol for a long summer anyway. And what a summer it will be.
Let’s kick this review off with a warning:
Once you pick up Royals you aren’t going to want to put it down. And you might want to read it in semi-privacy, or at least around people that won’t mind when you cackle-laugh at the top of your lungs. I lost count of how many times Daisy’s running commentary had me absolutely dying with laughter, and that was just the things running through her head. What comes out of her mouth is even better.
Then, there’s the shenanigans that the Royal Wreckers get up to. I don’t want to spoil any of the fun that this group of miscreants pull Daisy into, but rest assured that when there’s an untamed crew of rich, spoiled, boarding school boys running free during their summer break, insanity ensues. You don’t want to miss it.
Okay, all the jokes and witty banter aside, this book is ultimately about more than just romancing royals and the people that surround them. Daisy experiences a tiny morsel of the winding maze of protocol and finery that her sister is trying to navigate. And while for much of the book you may find yourself wanting to elbow Ellie and remind her that her family didn’t sign up for all this nonsense, by the end, you’ll see that the Winters girls won’t wander too far from family.
In addition to the antics and sister-drama, Daisy finds herself in a bit of a semi-forbidden, enemies-to-lovers situation, and how she handles it will have you flipping pages faster than a master chef flips pancakes. I absolutely fell for the authenticity of Daisy Winters. She swept me into her world and kept me invested through the end. I hope that everyone who reads this book becomes just as captivated as I was.
I had never read Rachel Hawkins before, but you can rest assured as soon as my fingers stop typing this review, I will run off to my library’s online catalog and see just how many of her books I can get my hands on at once. There will be re-reads of Royals for sure, especially when I am in need of a laugh, but I need to know the rest of the characters that have been born of Rachel Hawkins’ genius.
Not to mention that I may or may not have spent at least an hour scouring every Rachel Hawkins-related page on the internet to see if she has any plans for more books in the Royals universe. There are so many delightful young men populating the world that I would LOVE to see be tamed (just a little bit) by love.
Whether this is an absolute stand alone or not, you definitely don’t want to miss out on Daisy Winters and her crazy Scottish summer. Read Royals. Listen to Royals. Be absorbed by Royals. Then go sing its praises from the highest rooftop you can find.