Chosen. Would you want Your Family to be....? We were chosen. Okay, that might be an understatement.....WE WERE CHOSEN!!! My brother Kyle would be satisfied with that response. My family and 199 others were picked from literally every family that has 3-6 members in the world, and now are competing for 50 slots. I still can't believe we were chosen, I didn't even take any of this seriously because I mean I know statistics and it was like a trillion to one odds, everyone I know is talking about this.....Right, well I better explain

Rebecca Reynolds loves being Juliet. Posing as an anonymous blogger and sorting out everyone's love life has her doing what she does best, giving other people their happily ever afters. But when her father shows up at her doorstep inviting her to live with him and his family in Washington DC, Rebecca meets Will and everything she knows about love is turned upside down. Will Kensington, the President's son is as charming as he is dangerous, as enigmatic as he is mysterious and as tempting as he is forbidden. Caught between politics and something that resembles a bad retelling of a fairytale, the only way Rebecca can make it through is to put together the pieces of the sixteenth summer of her life which she remembers nothing of. Remembering that summer could tell her why her step brother hates her more than anything, why a girl she's never seen before is suddenly her best friend and why the President's son, the one boy she can't have is the one she can't help fall for. After all solving other people's love lives is easy but dealing with your own is a mess. Don't believe me? Then Just Ask Juliet.

"Do you know what to do, Amunet?" A voice as sweet as silk whispered into the young girl's ear. Amunet didn't look over her shoulder, but shifted uncomfortably on her bare feet before nodding her head. A soft hand touched her back and urged her forward. All eyes turned towards the girl dressed in transparent linen with her dark hair tumbling down her back and her violet eyes lined by kohl. Every movement caused the jewels on her wrists and ankles to dangle and shimmer in the light. She raised her head and found the Pharaoh's transfixed stare. His jade eyes narrowed in on hers and the room became still and silent. Amunet bowed and, at the pluck of a harp string, began to dance. --- DISCLAIMER: this story is NOT historically accurate. It does not take place in any real time period and therefore there will be inaccuracies and areas that don't make sense in the context of "ancient Egypt." CONTENT WARNING: though this story is not explicit (sexual or otherwise), it does mention more mature themes that may be troubling to some readers, including but not limited to forced prostitution and miscarriage. cover by @Addietay

In the era where swords rule, where women consider their modesty their greatest virtue. Where a man would kill to find his wife warming another mans bed, a time when women would consider it the greatest of adultery or fornication to warm a bed other than her husbands. A time when an honorable man guards his gaze, for his gaze is solely for his wife alone, as well as his heart. He's feared, ruthless, cold, heartless, manipulative, cunning, a rake. Or so they assume... She's beautiful yet silent, not by a defect, she simply dislikes to mingle with gossip.Yet she has emotional scars that no one sees behind her smile, but a few. Cover by @forcade