In 1865, a young girl by the name of Alice Liddell went missing from outside of her home in Oxford, England. Left in the care of her older sister, Margaret, no one could understand how the seven-year-old had disappeared so suddenly. Yet, after multiple search parties were gathered, she was never found, leaving her family to grieve and wonder whatever happened to the youngest member of the family. No one would ever suspect the girl had fallen down a rabbit hole and no one would ever believe the adventures the girl would encounter in a world called Wonderland. From talking flowers to a mischievous grinning cat, Alice had experienced encounters that only children with the wildest imaginations could dream of. Over a century after her disappearance, the impossible happens. Alice reappears, however, she is only a few years older than when she disappeared. Crawling out of a rabbit hole in the Forbidden Forest, the wizarding world is stunned to uncover the girl who is completely unharmed, but more importantly, she is alive. However, with no surviving family, Alice is left in the care of a witch who helps her readjust before she begins her time at Hogwarts. For Alice, readjusting to her former world is far from easy but she's always been up for an adventure. Especially since she has her trusted White Rabbit to keep her company, not to mention a group of friends willing to help her along the way. She also comes across a boy who is so by the books and so set on following the rules, it's clear he needs a little nonsense in his life and Alice knows all about nonsense.

Catherine lost her heart years ago to the sisters of the well and hasn't thought of the Looking Glass since. Her life as queen was full of hatred and resentment for the kingdom that took everything from her and the life she decided she never deserved. She and Raven have ruled the kingdom making it the opposite of what it was before, turning it into the most unhappy place on this planet, but Time has something else in store. Not only that, but the former Red Kingdom has turned to blackness and the war with the White Kingdom rages on more brutal than ever. What if Catherine was able to regain her heart and end the war? And what if she could save her beloved Jest? My continuation of Marissa Meyer's standalone novel Heartless, I decided to change the ending for all of us. We can't all be heartless.

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.