The name's Chaos. Chaos Killbourne to be exact. People call me reckless, but they're wrong. I'm more like the perfect storm. Destroy an entire city with a single glance? I can do that. Wipe mankind off the face of the earth once and for all? I can do that too. Born to lead a revolt of epic proportions so the Dark Ones can rise up and rule the world is my destiny. Refusing to follow direct orders and become a weapon of mass destruction is my downfall. Cursed by fate, I'm currently on a collision course to form the perfect union in order to balance my explosive supernatural powers before I self-destruct, and take the planet with me. There's just one tiny problem. Once formed the union can never be broken. With a bad attitude and an even worse temper I can't be tamed. Not that I have time to worry about my love life, of course. I'm just trying to make it through high school in one piece. All I know for sure is that the future of mankind rests in my hands, which really pisses me off. I never asked to save the world. After all, I was born to destroy it. Copyright © 2014 ~ Somerlea All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means without written permission from the author. Cover Art by Photographer Marcus Ranum.

*Completed*Harry is a damaged boy. His mum is dead and his dad abuses him badly. Lydia was given away when she was just a baby and now in a toxic home. What happened when they meet and they are the only comfort they have left but no one knows about there hidden relationship. Is it for the best because Harry is the troublemaker at school and she is the shy one. What happens when things start to get tangled and unraveled. Lydia is too look like Zoe Sugg aka Zoella the youtuber. Follow the twitter account for all things for this Fanfiction at hiddenandabused. ONE DIRECTION DOES NOT EXIST HERE. THEY ARE NOT FAMOUS.

"It is your choice," he said, stepping so close to me that our lips were almost touching. "Either do what I say - or get another job." My heart stood still as I gazed up into his deep, dark, dangerous eyes... In a world where women's only role in life is to sit at home and look pretty, Lilly is determined to fight for her freedom. There's only one problem: a powerful man blocking her way.

He carries a gun, She carries make up, He breaks the law at night, She sleeps at night, He loves her, She loves him. What's keeping Zoe and Michael apart? If love as strong as theirs is true surely they shouldn't have it forbidden? © 2015, Ash (bxndtxbers), All rights reserved NOT EDITED !!!

Louis is a kitten hybrid, he was a young 16 year old stray when Harry adopted him. Now with his 19th birthday coming up, Harry feels less like a step father and more like a comforting lover when Louis starts showing interest in a new type of relationship with him. Louis means a lot to him but is Harry really ready to try dating again after his fiancé died 5 years ago.

First ever attempt at Poetry. Also my entry into The Attys!!! Be sure to vote if you liked it thanks :)

Boy meets girl. Girl falls for boy. Boy stays with girl, and they live happily ever after. If something sounds too good to be true, then it probably is. That scenario sounds perfect for fairy tales and movies. But this was real life, and things didn't always work out so perfectly. I did fall for a boy, and by some grace of God, he fell for me too. He stayed with me when I asked him to, and we had our happily ever after, at least for a little while. But nothing lasts forever. And when our fairy tale ending started to crumble around me, I was left all alone with nothing but white noise.

Katesby is the daughter of Michael Clifford. She lives a privileged life with a loving extended family. Ashton's son, Ryder, is her best friend... and maybe more. She can't imagine not having him in her life. But when family secrets are revealed, will Ryder be there when she needs him most?

"On the outside, he's a tough guy. But, once you get inside you start to realize that all of it's just an act. Behind closed doors, he's a pretty boy who likes to put on make up and paint his nails. Not that there's anything wrong with that, right?" ~~ON HOLD FOR EDITING~~

"You're just a rich bitch, and I hate you." But in fact, he really, really didn't. (I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 13, PLEASE KEEP THAT IN MIND)