❝Serial Killer Kids, Simone. That's what the show's called.❞ ❝Serial Killer Kids? Are you kidding me?❞ ❝My bad. Serial Killers' Kids. See why punctuation's important?❞ For as long as twenty-two-year-old Simone Fisher can remember, she's been in the spotlight. It's understandable, because her father is the infamous Swindale Slasher. That doesn't mean that she'll be following in his footsteps, right? Right. Tell that to everyone in Swindale. When a reality TV show about the children of serial killers shows interest in her, she figures making money for her baby brother wouldn't be such a bad idea. A few cameras following her around? Easy. Pretend drama? Easy. Being subjected to Adam Roth, the only son of the Moose Man? Not so much. What starts as a way to make easy money ends up being so much more...

[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*

[Rae, Part 2: 18+ Only - This book will not make sense if you don't read the first one.] Pregnant, barefoot and on a mission: Rae Erickson can blame hormones for making her so...bloodthirsty. She's pissed off with the demon hunter who's made the father of her unborn children his personal whipping boy. She's pissed off with the fallen angel who's made it his mission to piss her off. But most of all, she's pissed off with the father of her babies - who thinks he's doing her a solid by letting her go. Morning sickness, demon-hunting 101 and a weird craving for chocolate sauce in her cereal won't get in the way of her planning her happily ever after - even if she has to kill to do it. Because until her water breaks, she won't...