[DISCLAIMER: This story is intended for a mature audience. Reader discretion is advised.] His name is Khaos, and he came from nowhere. My name is Audrey, and I'm no one. He's broken. I break things. We're perfect for each other, except we're not. Perfect. *NOW ON RADISH FICTION APP ON iOS. UPDATES EVERY SATURDAY KHAOS-DAY*

When Alexis's mum suddenly makes them pack up and leave their home she knows something is wrong. What her mum didnt know is that they moved towards the very thing she wanted to keep her children away from. Alexis then meets a very possessive, controlling jerk named Brody. What will she do when everything catches up to her? Read to find out. x (Authors note!) Thank you very much if you decide to read my story. I really appreciate it :). However I would like to inform everyone that I wrote this as a teen and so there are many mistakes, it doesnt flow sometimes and it feels very rushed. I will some when in the near future be editing this story and put in the corrections it needs and the details. I hope people are patient and also hope that those who have read it, enjoyed it but were disappointed give it another read once ive changed it. Not sure if I just put it in as a new story or if I just edit this one. I'm not quite sure. But thanks guys, hope you like it anyway :D

Aria Cantrell is a descendant from the most powerful witches. Other witches fear her. Humans that know of the supernatural secret try to execute her and her family, knowing that their existing power could kill them all. After being almost killed by her ex-boyfriend and a mob of hunters, she packs up her bags and moves to her father's home town. New school, new people, and...werewolves. She soon meets the sexy and delicious alpha that seems to think that she is his. Join Aria in her journey of unexpected obstacles, shocking secrets, and more importantly, love.

She told stories no one wanted to believe. Tales of torture and suffering beyond their comprehension. So she was branded insane and bunched up with the rest of the lunatics and shipped off to be stored in a cold castle full of shackles and screams. There she would be re-educated, taught the proper way to behave, and ridded of her nasty ways. It would be a rough start. Everyone always had rough starts. At first she would fight and scream. But eventually she would see the light and be grateful that she had nurses to throw buckets of cold water on her every time she woke screaming from a nightmare. She would thank the doctors for chaining her to the walls and denying her food when she started to babble nonsense stories. Everyone see's the light. Dr. Roger makes you see the light. *ATTENTION!* If you want cheezy romance where the nerdy girl gets the bad boy or some teenagers wet dream or some erotica novel, then go else where. This is a book!

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

Italian playboy billionaire Marco Orsini has a dilemma. With the ultimatum to either marry or get disinherited, he must now find himself a wife before his grandfather's birthday--and he entrusts his fate on one woman to find him the perfect bride. ********** Twenty-nine-year-old Francesa Marcolini never expected that the day will come when the handsome yet hateful playboy billionaire Marco Orisini would barge into her office and announce that he needs a wife. Despite being a teacher of etiquette and personality development, Francesa had no intention of becoming the matchmaker for this arrogant Italian no matter how determined he is for her help. But to Francesca's horror, she finds herself on that very job! Cover design by Holly Thurston

Kennedy (Kenna) isn't known for her beauty. She's never been complimented on her appearance unless being called beautiful by your family counts, and to Kenna- it doesn't. Sick of being ignored because of her looks, Kennedy gives herself a makeover but it isn't very successful. After encountering a crying Marissa Rivers on the behalf of her obnoxious brother, Noah, she becomes acquaintances with the girl. After a chat about Kenna's failed efforts at makeup and how she's a nondrinker, she offers Kenna the help of her and her friends. Kenna graciously agrees but there's a catch. Kenna will have to be the girls' designated driver to the next few parties that they want to attend until she can do her own makeup which may take a while but what happens when Kenna accidentally gets drunk at one of the parties and Noah has to bring her and the other girls back to their home? She gets involved in a lot more than she planned. And it seems as if all she wanted was to become beautiful.

Stephanie Hersh has always lived a sheltered life, but that is until she meets John Schmidt. The man who manages to make her actually feel free and loved. He is the man who brings her joy and laughter. The love of her life. Her one true love. Or so she thought... Who ever thought that your own soulmate could hurt you in ways that were unimaginable? Mentally, emotionally, and physically. Love hurts, but what hurts the most is trying to find a way to escape it... Completed 11/08/14

!!!!STORY MOVED TO AMAZON EBOOKS!!!! NOT FULL STORY! What Ruxin Novak wants he gets by any means necessary. When he finds himself wanting sweet innocent Eva Thorpe, he resorts to blackmailing her. With every second he spends with her he feels more drawn to her. With a new possessive fake boyfriend Eva finds herself getting lost in her feelings for Ruxin. Will she see him as the cold hearted person everyone else says he is or find the real man beneath it all? © All Rights Reserved. 2013 to Kylee Yount. Cover done by @KellyLM

If you've read The Mischievous Mrs. Maxfield, you know who Brandon Maxfield is. He's only my readers' favorite book-husband ever. *wink* If you've read his little journal note about the honeymoon and swooned, then you might like this. We've been in Charlotte's head throughout the whole epic ride of her life, glimpsing the mind and heart of the prince who swept this not-so-proper princess off her feet. If you want to see more of what went through Brandon's mind, read on. See what it's like from this side of the fairy tale... ***PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU HAVE NOT FINISHED The Mischievous Mrs. Maxfield.*** Author's Note: These are not duplicates of scenes that have been depicted in The Mischievous Mrs. Maxfield told from Brandon's POV. This book is going to consist of Brandon's journal entries as he goes through the similar experiences as Charlotte so it's not going to read like actual scenes in a book. Fan it at: https://www.facebook.com/TheMischievousMrsMaxfield *** Copyright © 2014 by Nina Tippett. All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior written permission of Nina Tippett. This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Images, music and videos used in the cover art and any of the multimedia content posted in this story are the sole property of their respective owners.