Chaotic World Novels & Stories

When you pair two strangers who have a lot of hidden sexual tension towards each other, it's only normal that sensual sparks would fly- as well as their clothes when they're eventually getting wild and steamy with each other. ******** Blue's every day motto was "When life throws you lemons, make lemonade. " But she currently had a lot on her plate, and none of it were delicious lemons. What happens in Vegas was supposed to stay in Vegas right? Man, did Blue wish that was the truth. . Her life was rapidly falling apart! First, her fiancé had just been brutally murdered, she had also been rendered completely homeless, she was also on the run for commiting a serious felony and next she's drunk, having a wild and steamy night with a stranger in the backseat of his car. Could Blue find a sense of purpose in all the madness? At the brink of trying to escape from the chaotic mess he life has suddenly become, Blue encounters the presence of the Baron of Aston! One thing leads to another and soon, she was all royally prissy-ed up in a tall castle, married to him as the Baroness of Aston. It was definitely a fresh start to a new, unproblematic life- or so she thought. All good things come to an end. So what happens when her past comes back knocking at her door? And the stranger from that stormy night resurfaces in her life? And this time, he wanted more than just one night with her and he wouldn't take no for an answer. . .

Megan Corteza fell in love with the school’s football quarterback, Ashton Pritzgold. She has a simple beauty, but she is the number one all over senior high school students, but she lacked with one thing, and that is money which matters in their school to become famous that is why she was never on Ashton’s radar. Ashton Priztgold is the most popular guy on campus because he got it all, intelligent, hot, handsome, and the football prodigy, and most of all, son of the filthy rich business tycoon in the country. Megan always kept away from the rich, but one day she was shocked when Ashton approached her, and she became the envy of all the girls on campus, and her once peaceful life became chaotic because of him. For Ashton, Megan was way out of his league because hot cheerleaders and rich girls will always chase him around, but he was on a mission to know her and couldn’t stop himself from falling in love with her. And he didn’t foresee the big mistake he had made will hurt her whole being and shattered not only her heart but her entire future. Megan was broken-hearted and left no choice but to left her home after her high school graduation and promised herself never to forgive Ashton for what he had done to her. Ashton is now the CEO of Pritzgold International Shipping Lines, Incorporated. After eight years, he meets Megan again, and he realized he was such a fool for hurting her because, after so many years, he realized Megan was still his one great love.

Th‍e⁠ir marriage was a transaction.⁠ Th‍eir war was p‍e‌rsonal. T⁠hei‌r pas‌sion was unforeseen. Elara Vega is an⁠ artist whose life i‌s p‌ainted in bold⁠, rebellio‌us colors. When a devastating betrayal by he‌r‍ own family threa‍tens to de⁠stroy everything‍ her⁠ father built, she is‌ given a brut⁠al ch‍oice: sell her‌ freedom to save his le⁠gacy. ⁠Kaelan Sterling is a billionaire fortress of ice and ambit‍ion. To secu⁠re a cruc‌ial merger and shield his empire from a l‌urking threat, he needs‍ one thing: the per⁠fect, unto⁠uchable wife. He doesn't want lo‌ve; he wants a business‍ pa‍rtner. Bound by a cold, clinical contract, they a⁠re‌ enemies from‍ the start. He sees her as a chaotic liability. She sees him as a heartless tycoon. Their for‌ced proximity is a battle of‌ will‍s, fi⁠lled⁠ with sha‌rp word‌s and eve‌n sharper attra‍ction. Bu‍t in t‍he gilded cag⁠es of penthouses⁠ a‌nd high‌-society ga‍la⁠s, a dangerou‍s fire ignites. As a c‍ommon en‍emy closes in, their fa⁠ke r⁠elationship begins to feel terrifyingly real. The lines between strategy and surrender b‍lur. But when hi‍dden truths surface and old‍ wounds are ripped open, their fragile trus⁠t shatt⁠ers. Now, El⁠ara must‌ decide if the man behind th‍e fortune‌ i‍s worth the ultimate risk, and Kaelan must learn that some bonds are too powerful to be broken-even by a billion-dollar contract.

After my older sister, Beatrice Hartwell, has passed away, my brother-in-law, Theodore Wesley, transfers me into his department. At first, I think he's merely watching out for me. But whenever Theodore bumps into someone else, he often leaves his sentences hanging. "After my wife has passed away, it's all thanks to Megan keeping me company all the time that I…" His words are often half-minced and filled with euphemisms. Because of him, the company is filled with rumors of me killing Beatrice just to take over her position at one point. I plead to Theodore to make things clear for everyone in the future. But during a Monday meeting, Theodore continues to mourn Beatrice longingly while bringing me up in a roundabout way. "The reason why Megan is late is that she spent the night in my house last night… Ah, I shouldn't have brought this up. Please don't overthink this, everyone." The thing is, Theodore is the one who wants me to edit the business proposal at his place. My boyfriend is with us the whole time! My colleagues all shoot me knowing glances immediately. They start muttering about "seeing the sister-in-law plot being manifested in real life". I try to explain myself, and yet Theodore keeps mucking things up for me. "Right! She was just editing the proposal in my bedroom—wait, no! It took place in the study! It's my fault for not knowing how to talk properly! The more I explain, the more chaotic things become!" I'm enraged, to say the least. Theodore doesn't know how to speak, right? Then he's better off silent for the rest of his life!

Disclaimer: Mature Audience Only! This book is specifically designed to be viewed by adults and therefore may be unsuitable for children under 18. This book may contain one or more of the following: crude indecent language, explicit sexual activity. "I'm your master, right?" "Y… yes…" "Yes what?" "Yes, master." "Then I order you to go on your knees and suck." .......... They don't call him the devil for nothing. Ryan Johnson doesn’t do distractions, doesn't chase women, until her. But one look at her and her sinful curves, those defiant brown eyes, and his self-control shatters. But she is too young, too forbidden, but the way her pink lips part when he pins her with that stormy gaze? Irresistible. One taste, and he’s addicted. The more he resists, the harder she pulls him under. Elena Carter is a wildfire, chaotic, impulsive, and too reckless for her own good. When she sneaks into an exclusive club with her friends under fake ID, she doesn’t expect to lock eyes with him. He’s everything she shouldn’t want. He’s all dominance, danger and recklessly magnetic, his calm exterior masking a storm of intensity that draws her in like a moth to a flame. He knew it was dangerous, she knew it was illicit, both of them knew it was forbidden but they couldn't stop themselves. Between stolen touches and secret rendezvous, Elena discovers a side of herself she never knew existed, one that craves submission to Ryan’s command. But when the truth comes out, will their guilty pleasure destroy everything or become the one thing they can’t live without? “𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐀 𝐓𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞.”

“So what are we now…?” Maddox asked, leaning in until his visor almost brushed mine. My throat tightened, the heavy scent of his cologne trapping me. “You’re my stepbrother.” His mouth curved into a dangerous smirk, crowding me against the locker room wall until I could feel his bulge. “And…?” *** Jace only wanted a normal life. He wanted to focus on his sophomore year, play hockey, and keep his head down. Five years ago, his father married into a family that held the keys to their painful past—but the real nightmare begins now, when Jace is suddenly forced to share a luxury apartment with his stepbrother. Maddox Donovan is everything Jace avoids. He’s arrogant, destructive, and magnetic in all the wrong ways. The exact kind of boy Jace’s late mother warned him about. Their parents thinks sharing a room will 'bring them closer,' but Jace’s only rule is simple: ignore him. Act like he doesn’t exist. But rules mean nothing to Maddox. One chaotic night—born from tension between them explodes into a ruthless one-night stand, dragging Jace into a game he never saw coming. By day, he’s assisting Maddox on the ice. By night, he’s playing his submissive behind closed doors. It was supposed to end when the semester ended. But as the lines between hate, need, and self-destruction blur, a darker truth looms. Their parent union wasn't a romance—it was a calculated revenge. And when the secrets of the past finally collide with their forbidden present, it won't just destroy their hockey season, it is meant to burn their new beginning to ashes!

After a century of war between humans and the Otherkin, both sides finally agree to a ceasefire. To preserve peace and coexistence, an intermarriage pact is established—every hundred years, humans and the Otherkin must marry. The first Otherkin to produce an Otherkin child will become the chairman of the Otherkin Alliance. In my last life, I married Kevin Walker, the famously devoted Alpha of the Whitefang pack. One year after our wedding, I gave birth to a wolf pup, and Kevin ascended smoothly to the chairman of the alliance. My sister, Meredith Singer—driven by vanity and a thirst for power—married Simon Lynch, the leader of the vampires. However, she didn't expect his chaotic private life, overflowing with mistresses, to leave her with a disease that robbed her of her ability to bear children. Bitter over her ruined life, Meredith blamed everything on me. She drugged both me and my pup before setting a fire that burned us alive. "Annabelle, everything you have should've been mine! I should be the one married to the Alpha! I should be the chairman's mate! You're nothing!" As the fire roared around us, I clutched my pup tightly in my arms. He sobbed against my chest. "Mom... it hurts..." I couldn't do anything but watch as the flames consumed us both. In the final moments of my life, I saw someone I never expected—the zombie king, Landon Zeller. Without hesitation, he charged into the inferno, cradling me and my pup in his arms, trying desperately to save us. However, it was too late. We'd already taken our last breaths.

"He is under our protection now. No male wolf will ever put a hand on him again. I promise you on my blood." Johnson Whitmoor was left for dead. Brutally broken and mutilated with silver knives by the tyrannical Crimson Fang Pack at Bloodmoon Lake, the young male wolf lost his ability to shift and was forced into deep hiding. Desperate to escape the horrific ghosts of his past, his family fled the Midrealm Territories to seek sanctuary in the rugged Moonreach Coastlands. Bearing the jagged scars of a ruined omega on his face and walking with a permanent limp, Johnson’s only plan is to remain invisible, blend into the shadows of the local pack university, and survive. But hiding a fated scent from true apex predators is impossible. Enter the Dark Trio: Kade Fenrir, Zuberi Darkclaw, and Malakai Thornwolf. As the absolute ruling Alphas of the Western Alpha Syndicate, they command the Moon Docks, dictate the regional Trade Routes, and answer to no one. They are massive, dominant, and dangerous. The moment Johnson limps into their territory, his raw, damaged scent triggers an primal, chaotic obsession within their inner wolves. They don't just want to protect the gorgeous, broken male pup—they want to claim him. When old enemies resurface and dark pack secrets threaten to tear the syndicate apart, the Alphas launch a lethal Pack Truth Quest. They will stop at nothing to hunt down the rogues who hurt their mate, even if it means burning down the entire Shadow Howlers dominion. As raw mating heat sparks an intense, addictive physical bond, Johnson must learn to trust the heavy, possessive grip of three protective Alphas. Can they mend his shattered spirit-wolf, or will the vicious secrets of his past hunt him down first?

"Since you have already agreed to the deal you must know that being my personal killer would mean that you have to listen to everything that I tell you to do. There will be punishments if you fail to follow this," he said mirth swimming in his eyes taking Vevina by surprise. She wasn't prepared for this new twist and glaring at him she wretched her hand out of his hold and shouted, "You never said anything about that! And why the fuck would you kiss me with your filthy lips?" ~ Vevina Yaretzi doesn't believe in love. Why would she when all her life she had only been abused by every person that she had ever met including her parents. She is so suffocated by the torture that when her brain finally snaps she decides to fuck it and just kill her parents. She doesn't have a will to live and doesn't care what happens to her future. Sinking deep in her madness, alone, she finds her hand being gripped by another man who is pulling her out of the darkest parts of her mind...towards love? ~ Alastor Tynen is a ruthless Alpha famous for his cruelty when he finds out that he has been mated to an abused weak human or so everyone believes. She is unstable, chaotic and although human she has the potential to scare away werewolves like him only if she was honed right. He knows that the only way to make this crazy woman his is to clash against her craziness. The problem was his pack wouldn't accept a 'weak human' as their Luna and neither did Vevina seem in a state where she would love him or accept them. But Alastor is set on making her his. Would this love be possible?

Lucia I'd lost my parents at a young age, been tossed from one abusive chaotic home to the other until I'd finally decided I couldn't take it anymore and had run away. Only running away had made it worse. **** I'd been stripped to almost nothing because of my stubbornness. My upper body was left uncovered and my breasts were on display, though that was the least of my problems. A tear escaped my eyes then and I watched it fall down to my chest and slide down my exposed breast. I turned to wipe my face with my arm but it barely worked. I was hot and sweaty. My eyes went back to the crowd and my gaze fell on someone sitting at the back. For a second, I forgot how my lungs worked. Bruno Inheriting a ruthless top mafia gang at a very young age did a lot of damage to someone. It certainly did a whole lot of damage to me. Fucked me up so bad I could no longer tell what was right from what was wrong. I didn't give a flying fuck what anyone thought about it. It was who I was now and there was no going back. At least that was what I'd thought. Seeing her up there, hands tied above her head as she waited for whatever asshole was going to buy her at the auction caused some kind of reaction in me. It was enough to tell me that I should probably let someone else buy her so she could be their problem. Unfortunately I'd never been one to stop myself from making a wrong decision. So I bought her anyway. And who would have guessed? She turned out to be the best decision I'd ever made.