[WINNER OF BEST HISTORICAL FICTION STORY IN THE FICTION AWARDS] There is a story that has been whispered into ear after ear across many countries. It's a sad but hopeful story, the story of The Lost Princess of Scotland. You should know that the story I am about to tell you is true. The horrific events within said story are real, however I should inform you that some details have been altered and exaggerated over the passing years so believe as much as you wish... ~~~ Seventeen years after the tragic attack on the Scottish Kingdom, Rosalie is leading a simple life with her Aunt and Uncle in England. Their lives are soon turned upside down when an unwelcome visitor calls upon their cottage. Running for her life Rose stumbles upon the help of Georgiana, Princess of England. Introduced to a whole new way of life, Rose finds herself falling for Georgiana's older brother, Alexander. Lust and power are a dangerous combination and Rose soon finds herself caught in the middle of a treacherous plot. The Kingdom may not be the safest place to stay after all. [[word count: 50,000-100,000 words]]

I used to think my husband was the most powerful and intimidating man in Greece. That was until my whole world was flipped upside down in a split second by an unknown stranger. Then I began to realise that there will always be someone richer, stronger, more powerful than my husband and the man I thought I knew everything about, was not really who I thought he was. [[WARNING: SOME CHAPTERS OF THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!]] Cover made by the amazing: @wrappedinamystery Completed: 1/4/16 ChickLit: #16 Romance: #10

Copyright ©2015 "He is very handsome, Serene," Trinity complimented with a forged swoon for affect. "Very good catch, indeed." "Even though he's Enigma?" I asked. She pursed her lips, looking down at me. "You'll have to sleep with an Enigma on Tuesday so you shouldn't feel so ashamed about it." She was right. I'd have to bed five princes this week (I'm not a whore, it's just tradition) and all of them from different kingdoms. "True." I stood up, looking in the mirror one last time. I wore a transparent white dress hugging my curves, waves of hair flowing down my shoulders and back, and my blue eyes dusted with hints of gold flecks. That was all the makeup I wanted, Trinity telling me it was sweat proof very provocatively, hinting at tonight. The clock chimed seven. [Warning: Sexual Content] ***Cover made by the awesome Andyrojas143*** ***I'M TAKING IT OFF HOLD, UPDATES WILL BE MADE SOON***