Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.

❝Hollywood is scary. She is scarier.❞ • • • Emily Pinault is on hiatus as Hollywood's Golden Girl after a series of traumatic events. Just as her luck would allow, another is added to the list when she catches her fiancé in the act of cheating. Unaware that she knows, he's audacious enough to push her limits further: he postpones their wedding. In a whirlwind of rage, Emily comes up with a plan-a revenge plan. She no longer wants to forgive and forget. Instead, she's bloodthirsty for payback. To get even, Emily grabs the first good-looking man she sees and confidently asks, "Will you marry me?" Nicholas King is the ruler of the #1 media company nationwide. But he's also about to turn thirty and is in desperate need of a wife. His company's shareholders want the stability that comes with a married man. This is when Emily's intrusion turns out to be quite the temptation for him. Achievements: #1 - hollywood (08/01/2020) #1 - actress (01/26/2020) #1 - actor (06/26/2020) #1 - young adult (12/19/2019) #1 - diverse lit (02/05/2020) #1 - husband (02/22/2020) #1 - cute (12/18/2019) #1 - revenge (04/22/2021) #1 - wife (12/29/2022) #3 - chicklit (11/22/2019) #3 - steamy (04/19/2020) #5 - new adult (12/06/2019) All rights reserved @Zanzan112. Copyright 2019. [The first book in the Hollywood series.] ***BEING PUBLISHED AS "LOVE, UNSCRIPTED" BY ZANIELLE HART ON FEB 12th 2026*** Preorder on Amazon, KU & all major book platforms. Socials: Instagram: authorzaniellehart TikTok: authorzaniellehart Website: zaniellehart.com

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.