Hollywood Royalty : The Complete Series

HOLLYWOOD ROYALTY SERIES Natasha Madison Contents Hollywood Playboy Chapter 1 Jessica Chapter 2 Jessica Chapter 3 Tyler Chapter 4 Jessica Chapter 5 Tyler Chapter 6 Jessica Chapter 7 Tyler Chapter 8 Jessica Chapter 9 Tyler Chapter 10 Jessica Chapter 11 Tyler Chapter 12 Jessica Chapter 13 Tyler Chapter 14 Jessica Chapter 15 Tyler Chapter 16 Jessica Chapter 17 Tyler Chapter 18 Jessica Chapter 19 Tyler Chapter 20 Jessica Chapter 21 Tyler Chapter 22 Jessica Chapter 23 Tyler Chapter 24 Jessica Chapter 25 Tyler Chapter 26 Jessica Chapter 27 Tyler Chapter 28 Jessica EPILOGUE ONE EPILOGUE TWO Acknowledgments Hollywood Princess Chapter 1 Kellie Chapter 2 Brian Chapter 3 Kellie Chapter 4 Brian Chapter 5 Kellie Chapter 6 Brian Chapter 7 Kellie Chapter 8 Brian Chapter 9 Kellie Chapter 10 Brian Chapter 11 Kellie Chapter 12 Brian Chapter 13 Kellie Chapter 14 Brian Chapter 15 Kellie Chapter 16 Brian Chapter 17 Kellie Chapter 18 Brian Chapter 19 Kellie Chapter 20 Brian Chapter 21 Kellie Chapter 22 Brian Chapter 23 Kellie Chapter 24 Brian Chapter 25 Kellie Chapter 26 Brian Chapter 27 Kellie Chapter 28 Brian Chapter 29 Brian Chapter 30 Kellie Epilogue One Epilogue Two Acknowledgments Hollywood Prince Chapter 1 Erin Chapter 2 Erin Chapter 3 Carter Chapter 4 Erin Chapter 5 Carter Chapter 6 Erin Chapter 7 Carter Chapter 8 Erin Chapter 9 Carter Chapter 10 Erin Chapter 11 Carter Chapter 12 Erin Chapter 13 Carter Chapter 14 Erin Chapter 15 Carter Chapter 16 Erin Chapter 17 Carter Chapter 18 Erin Chapter 19 Carter Chapter 20 Erin Chapter 21 Carter Chapter 22 Erin Chapter 23 Carter Chapter 24 Erin Chapter 25 Carter Chapter 26 Erin Chapter 27 Carter Chapter 28 Erin Chapter 29 Carter Chapter 30 Erin Chapter 31 Carter Chapter 32 Erin Chapter 33 Carter Chapter 34 Erin Epilogue One Epilogue Two Acknowledgments About Natasha Madison Also by Natasha Madison Hollywood Playboy Copyright © 2019 Natasha Madison. 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Cover Design: Jay Aheer https://www.simplydefinedart.com/ Editing done by Jenny Sims Editing4Indies Proofing Julie Deaton by Deaton Author Services https://www.facebook.com/jdproofs/ Content Editing By Elaine York Dedication To Dani who knew one picture could lead to a whole series. Thank you for holding my hand through everything! Chapter One Jessica Breaking News: Tyler Beckett is ready to take on the press. Sources say no expense will be spared, and the press will be handpicked. The question is, who will be the lucky ones? “Knock-knock,” I say, knocking on the big brown door to my editor Stephanie’s office. Laser-focused on her computer screen, she looks up at the unexpected, yet hopefully welcome intrusion and removes her glasses. Her button-down white silk shirt is tied at the neck with a bow sash off to the side, showcasing how put together this woman really is. “Hey, Jessica,” she says, smiling at me. “Come on in.” She motions with her hands to the empty seat in front of her executive desk, causing her gold and silver bangles to clink together. “You said to come see you before I head out for the day,” I say, acknowledging the reason I’m invading her space. Walking into her corner office, I’m drawn to the view of the Hollywood sign like a beacon in the distance. When I walked into this office seven years ago, I intended to get some experience under my belt to add to my resume. I busted my ass in high school and had my master’s in foreign communications by the time I was twenty-two. I had a plan to travel the world and bring people stories that they often didn’t hear about. Aspirations for seeing my byline on articles and published in print and online were what I dreamed about the most. But here I am, seven years later, getting the juicy Hollywood scoop that people crave. And the best part? I am not just good at my job; I am the best at it. I know every single photographers’ number by heart. If something happens in this town, people call me to offer first dibs on the scuttlebutt. “Yes,” she answers. “Please sit.” I walk toward her, my long, flowing black skirt moving between my legs as I take a seat in one of the chairs. After crossing my legs, I wait for her to tell me why I’m here. “I got a call today from HillCrest.” She looks at me, rocking back in her chair. “What now?” I ask. HillCrest is one of the biggest production companies out there. They began with indie films, and then one of their movies blew up and won seventeen Academy Awards. That was fifteen years ago … now, if you want them to back your movie, it means a blockbuster, even if it’s shit. Trust me, some pretty shitty ones have gone on to gross over the one-hundred-million mark that weren’t worth the paper the tickets were printed on. “I’ll cut right to the chase.” Getting up and walking to the corner window, she keeps her back to me. “Tyler Beckett’s new film.” “Adrenaline Run?” I ask her, thinking about the chatter of it becoming the biggest box office hit ever, or at least that is the word on the street. The trailers have been playing nonstop for the past two weeks, the billboards are