2019 WATTY WINNER FOR HISTORICAL FICTION. Charity loves Ian. Ian thinks Charity is an incorrigible flirt and he is certainly not tempted. Not one bit! Or at least that's what he tells himself... Bright, optimistic, and a bit naïve, Charity Crewe has always been in love with Ian Douglass. And it would certainly help if he loved her back... just a little bit! Though Ian was raised on the estate and generously given lessons with the Crewe siblings, no one, especially Ian, has ever forgotten he is the housekeeper's son. Charity might not care what anyone thinks of her, but Ian certainly does, so he is determined to protect her reputation as well as his own. He's worked too hard to secure his position to risk his livelihood, not to mention his mother's. He has discouraged her affections at every turn... with only a few moments of weakness. However, while Charity is away gaining some polish, circumstances drastically change and Charity must decide if she is willing to risk everything, even complete and utter ruin, in pursuit of the man she loves. Authors notes: This is Book One of The Crewe Legacy, a four-book series in progress, involving the Crewe siblings and other characters you'll meet along the way. I hope you enjoy Ian and Charity's story and that everyone else intrigues you! CONTENT WARNING: this story contains some mature sexual content, descriptions of spousal abuse, child abuse, murder, and suicide.

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.

"I never meant to fall in love" -Uppföljare av Fairytale, rekommenderar att läsa den först.

Hans händer ger avtryck på min kropp. Varje liten beröring gör ont för att hålla honom borta. Han. En av dem. Hans händer ger avtryck på min kropp. Men jag tänker inte låta mig stoppas. Varje liten beröring gör ont för att hålla honom borta. Jag tänker inte låta mig stoppas.

"You loved me when I couldn't love myself"

"Do you trust me?" Uppföljare av Touch. -Rekommenderar att lästa den först, boken finns i min profil!

"This is a modern fairytale. No happy endings"

His fairytale was shattered. • Bok 3/3 av the fairytale series.

"You're the ember to my flame when it gets dark"

"Du är hopplös Kaylee, du kommer aldrig bli något" Ord som jag dagligen hörde. Jag har en gåva, dödandets beröring. De vill att jag ska använda den, de vill att jag ska slåss men jag vill bara försvara mig själv. ~~~ Det är flera år in i framtiden och allt är inte som det har varit. Kaylees värld vänds upp och ner tvärt när hon plötsligt råkar höra något som inte var menat för henne. Kommer hon lyckas fly? Eller lyckas hon bara för att där efter råka illa ut på nytt? Är det en ny era på väg? Eller kommer allt bara sluta i kaos? ~~~ Tonårsromaner; #79 - 2016-04-08 Tonårsromaner; #36 - 2016-05-21 © whateverSmile på wattpad.