01 in Humor [16-09-17] Georgia Brooks, the notorious, troublesome tomboy is the caretaker of Clark Brown, the mysterious, cold man who is an undercover billionaire. Georgia's motive is to uncover him and just make him happy. But what when secrets are revealed and the badass tomboy is close to tears? Join them on this rocky road of adventures which includes their occasional fights and revenge, stolen kisses, trip to a circus, journey to England, landing in jail and much more! Excerpt from a chapter : His lips curled in disdain and just when he was about to unwrap the towel, I quickly turned around showing my back to him. What the fucking hell? What if I saw his thing? "Don't you care? Like honestly, couldn't you just order like your usual self to get the hell out of your bedroom or just . . . turn around for you to change? You could have at least warned me that you were freeing your willy, I would have closed my eyes!" I rambled and felt myself feeling all jittery again. He didn't reply and I could mentally picture him scoffing or rolling his pretty eyes. A part of me which never saw a grown man's buddy down there was curious as to how it looked. Was it really long and monstrous like a huge sausage they describe in erotic scenes? Was it soft like a banana or hard like a radish? Was is it like spring that when you poke it, it would go wagging like a dog's tail? A teeny little peek would do no harm . . . (cover : calalu)

"We have to talk" I started. "You think?" he raised his eyebrowes. "I'm sorry for everything I said yesterday." "Why? You meant what you said." "I was drunk!" I felt strikes of pain in my head as I was raising my voice. "Never mind." He stood up and walked away. I followed him. "Stop. Mark, please.." "What?!" he turned around facing me and I saw his dissapointment. "I'm sorry for what I've said." "Don't be. Atleast now I know where we stand." His voice was so cold I could feel shivers down my spine. "Please.." I said as I was about to cry. "What exactly do you want me to say? Everything is okay, honey? I forgot what you said? What?!" He went through his hair with his hands. I saw him struggling. "I didn't know you still feel that way about our marriage after all that has happened. If I had known, I swear to God, I would never touch you. Fuck, Lena, I started falling in love with you and than you go and say something like that. Fuck! You know what, don't worry. I won't be in your way. You just do whatever you want with your life not minding the stranger you're married to." "Mark.." I stopped him by grabbing his hand. I felt tears running down my cheeks. "Don't.."he stopped to take a deep breath "touch me ever again!" he growled. Lena Martin is a beautiful twenty years old girl who is about to marry seven years older Mark Jepsen just to save both families from two crazy old men. Can she handle his lifestyle or will it ruin her innocence and good heart? Can Mark overpass his hurted ego and grow to love Lena or is it a lifetime misery for both of them?

[THIS IS A SAMPLE. READ THE FULL BOOK ON RADISH FICTION] ---- Wyatt Wilson has always been at the top of his grade. He's winning every quiz, debate, and academic Olympic under the sun. His teachers adore him, his mates envy him and everyone generally thinks his parents are genuinely proud of him. But that's not the Wilson household for you. Meet the Wilsons, a family of seemingly generational artists. Wyatt's parents aren't interested in grades and scholarships; they're interested in art contests, exhibitions and art style. Every Wilson can create art - except for Wyatt. As Wyatt struggles with being accepted at home, a new threat in form of a foreign exchange student threatens to take his place at the top of the class. Can Wyatt cope with losing the one thing that makes him relevant? - Cover by @EPrescott