Writing Boot Camp

Lily lives in a refugee camp with her mother and father. One day, her father is approached by some men offering him work. He takes up the offer in the hope to provide for his family, but Lily never sees him again. Soon later, her mother is shot dead escaping some rapists in the woods. With both of her parents gone, Lily is left to fend for herself, dragged into the heartbreaking, brutal world of human trafficking, when she comes across a man named Lazarus Landucci.

Kamilla Henderson is the receptionist to Zade Ryder, elusive billionaire tycoon AKA cruelty personified. She thinks she's successfully duped her boss into believing she's a nobody. But he's known from day one that she's the heiress to billionaire Mark Henderson. The same billionaire Zade's company is attempting a hostile takeover of.It's not until Zade learns Kamilla's other dirty, little secret that the two lock horns. Kamilla is an erotica webnovel author. When he stumbles upon her latest draft of a chapter detailing her sexual attraction to him, Zade throws Kamilla for a loop by asking for a contractually bound one night stand. Sleeping with the enemy is a rookie mistake. Kamilla's smarter than that, but the world's eyes are on her. She's the next CEO of a crumbling Henderson Incorporated, but no one at her father's company knows or trusts her. Insurmountable stakes. Everything to lose. Her virtue. Her father's legacy. Het precious writing career. Uncertain board members vote on the 'merger' between Henderson Incorporated and Ryder Industries in six weeks. Is she really ready to fuck him for a chance to save her father's company from his clutches? In these uncertain times, what wouldn't she do to save face and keep Sexy Kitten Writes a secret?

Let me introduce myself. I'm Ginger Snapper, I’m twenty-five years of age. I work for Eclipse Magazine. I have been with the magazine for five years, as well as with my blog. I have been writing for as long as I can remember. I’m adopted, and I have always known since I was five. For me, it was fine because I didn’t remember my parents, just that my mom was now my real mom’s best friend. I grew up in a loving home and was given what I needed in life to succeed. She gave me a chance to do what I love. She gave me a family and support to chase after my dreams. So I am grateful for all of that. So, I also volunteer as a mentor to young children in my free time to help give back. I stood up and went to the door to see who was there. When I got to the door, there was a note taped to my door. I looked in the hall to see if anyone was around, but there was no one. So I grabbed the note and went back inside my apartment. It was just a small note folded over a couple of times with nothing written on the outside of it. I unfolded the note and read the note, and I was shocked at what I read. “There is so much about yourself you don’t know. You need to start looking into where you come from. You're in danger and don’t know why you're in danger. You'd better start learning who you truly are before it's too late. I know my mother was killed in a freak accident, and I never knew who my father was.