I Swear She's Destined For The Screen นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She admitted shyly. “Really?!” I exclaimed. That was sooner than I thought. “That’s great news!” “It is?” she quirked an eyebrow at me. “Yes!” I held her hands. “Please, in everything you do, make sure to win his heart.” “Wh-what do you mean?” she slowly slipped her hands out of my grip, her forehead furrowed in confusion. “He’s your mate and your fiancé. I’ll feel terrible to pursue someone else’s mate.”

Zander look down at the woman immediately. "Scarlett?", he called. He didn't expect to meet her here. " Why are you here?", She asked. "I'm just a fan here to see my idol", she replied Zander was disappointed. He thought she is here for him. " You are Jays fan?", he asked. "No", She replied. " Then who?", he asked. Scarlett leaned in. "You", She whispered in his ears. " What? Aren't you here as a fan?", he asked.

“Yeah. About that. Do you remember last week when I told you about that dream I had?” My heart fluttered again... the pack link must be starting to shift. I could feel my link to the pack start to pulse. Now that is different... wait, what was the question? “Oh, last week.” My voice was wavering, what is going on? “You mean that dream where you were an Alpha?” I laughed. “Yeah. I remember.” I gasped again.... is someone watching me? “Yeah. I think... that was a premonition.” He sighed. “That I am really destined to be an Alpha. Not a Beta.”

Freyja cleared her throat. “My script has been selected.” “Really?” Colton’s smile intensified. “Congratulations, it seems that my wife is on her way to becoming a famous screenwriter and maybe even a female director in the future.” She sneered. “Would you like to come out for a meal? It’s on me.” Colton sat up instantly upon hearing this. “Are you serious?” “Just come if you want to. If you don’t want to, then forget about it. I’m hanging up already.”

Emboldened by the whiskey, I blurted out, "Unless you have a miracle cure for being a genetic dead end, move along." His eyebrows inched up, intrigued and not leaving me. “Well since you won’t leave , I guess I should tell you a little bit about my life ...” The words rushed out of me. I started telling the strange man the sad details about my life. “ I thought I am supposed to be a wolf shifter, destined to find my true mate. Except every mate I'd ever had ended up horribly killed through no fault of my own. I was the proverbial black widow - a cursed woman doomed to a life of loneliness and misery. “ I yelled in tears.

I nodded even though she was looking and waited, when the time passed she finally looked at me and then gasped loudly. “No way,” she muttered. I frowned and looked behind me, who was she talking to? “Are….are you okay?” I asked and all she did was nod. She had those eyes filled with nothing but adoration and love, the same look I have any time I see Liam Hemsworth on the TV. “I am, sorry,” she apologized and sat up straight. “Welcome to S corps, how can I help you?” She asked with that professional voice.

She waved her hand dismissively. “She was in a sitcom. I’m supposed to be a badass man eating werewolf. ” She stroked her chin thoughtfully, and suddenly snapped her fingers. “Anna Panquin, true blood, halle berry, Xmen, Gal gadot-.” “-and you made your point. How about the action scenes? There’s a lot in that manuscript, and your suggestion means I have to tell Omalley that I’m pregnant.” “Stunt double.” She smiled like she had the answer to whatever I would come up with. “And Yes, you have to tell him, trust me on this one.”

She has no intention to stop. “Say something.” Levi interrupted her thoughts. Blinking slowly, she held his gaze. “I want both the throne and the child!”

She'd confess who she was and perhaps see herself the way I see her. Nothing but pure perfection. ----

“I’ve already got a perfect nominee. Do you know that Nathan Sadoc married, not long ago, to the princess of our company?” “Um..y-yes, it’s big news.” I stammered. What’s that to do with Blazer? W…wait! My jaw sagged; my eyes widened as Marley gave me a sly smile. NO WAY. She showed me a ‘Bingo’ face. “I want you to do the first interview with him,” she said in a confident tone, “talk about his family, his wife, his taste. Girls will desperately want to know.” NO FUCKING WAY.