Chaos Walking Novels & Stories

In a ravaged Earth where fallen angels and their offspring the Nephilim walk the world humans known as Hunters fight back. Their mission? To hunt and kill the Nephilim and save the women the angels are taking for breeding purposes. What happens when one Hunter finds herself captured by the enemy? Will the truth she finds bring society to its knees

I have to admit that my husband's true love is a charming and charismatic woman. After she returns to the country, my husband, who always says he knows nothing about being romantic, racks his brains to think of ways to please her. Even my son wants her to be his mother—he says it to my face, too. To my husband and son, I'm only worthy of cooking and cleaning for them. Later, an autistic little girl tugs on my shirt and says firmly, "Zach might not want his mommy, but I do!" It's only then that I realize flowers can bloom in parched land. When I'm finally living the life I want, my ex-husband and son come to me, telling me they regret their actions… My ex-husband calls and says Zach misses me. I answer, "I'm not his mother anymore." Then, he says he's made a mistake—he's realized that I'm the one he loves. The man beside me kisses the back of my hand, sounding jealous as he says, "Do you think you deserve to be with her when I've yet to win her heart?"

The new intern, Cynthia Joller, had posted about me online, claiming the company had made them use their leave for team building. No one wanted to fly all the way to an island to spend time with colleagues. However, what the internet did not know was that our company's team-building tradition involved booking a top-notch five-star resort every year: all-inclusive, family-friendly, with an extra three days of paid leave, and a $30,000 budget per person. The whole internet dubbed me a cold-blooded capitalist, so I decided to give in to their demands and issued a notice. [In response to employee feedback and to honor personal time, this year's team-building retreat has been canceled. Instead, a $500 allowance for personal travel will be provided.] The notice stirred up a commotion in the company. Long-time employees gathered at my office door, pleading for the return of the sunny Madiles retreat.

I set up a company cafeteria for employees with an abundant meal daily worth 150 dollars per person. Meals are prepared by a world-renowned master chef. Every day, I only ask my employees to contribute a token of one dollar. Instead of gratitude, all I get is their envy of the neighboring company. "I wish we had that. Their healthy lunches cost them nothing, and the company covers everything." "Yeah. Free salads always seem to taste the best." Before long, this chatter spreads through the office, and the new hires carry it into the company's group chat. "Mr. Shaw, can we switch things up? All this rich, heavy food is just too much for us!" A few of the senior employees quickly jump in. "Yes, Mr. Shaw! We're not asking for anything extravagant. We only want something like the healthy lunches the other company gives out for free!" Perfect. They ignore my lavish 150-dollar meals that cost them almost nothing, yet they pine over the neighboring company's modest lunches. I scroll through the chat, feeling nothing but sharp irony. I immediately send a company-wide email. "Attention, everyone! By popular demand, and so you can all experience a truly free lunch, the cafeteria's daily meal is reduced from abundant to simple starting today. "Snacks and fruit options are discontinued and replaced with the same healthy lunch set offered by the neighboring company. The company will cover the full cost. Enjoy your meal!"

It started with a glance. A smirk. A touch that lingered too long. He’s the boy they warned me about—inked, broken, addicted to danger. My stepbrother. The walking sin who thrives off chaos and knows exactly how to make a good girl come undone. We were forced into this family. But I was the one who let him into my bed. My head. My heart. He tastes like trouble. Kisses like he owns my soul. And when he tells me I'm his—even if the world burns for it—I believe him. Because I didn't just fall for my stepbrother. I fell into the darkness with him. And now, I don’t want to find the light.

Jason Halem believed in order, tradition, and his pack. Those were his principles. He had no concern with the issues of the heart and he was just fine with being alone until he met Jasmine Calvin, the walking chaos that stumbled into his office and ended up taking more than just his secretary position. She was not a werewolf like him but that didn't stop her reign over his entire life, for she was his mate. Jasmine Calvin knew how to work a man to her advantage and she had her eyes on the wealthy cold hearted Jason Halem. He intrigued her in every sense of the word and from the moment she saw him, she knew he would not be an easy case to crack.

‎Amari Dawson has spent her whole life figuring out how to disappear. Locked in her room by a stepfather who sees her as less than nothing, she's survived by staying small, quiet, and out of the way. ‎Then the dead start walking, and disappearing is no longer a choice. ‎Thrown into the chaos of a city overrun by the rising, Amari finds herself navigating broken friendships, buried secrets, and a world that keeps demanding more from her than she thinks she has to give. But something is changing. In the world, and in her. The scratch on her arm that should have killed her didn't. The wounds that should hurt don't. And the veins creeping beneath her skin aren't going away. ‎Amari has always been told she's nothing. But she's starting to think they were wrong about her all along.

In the twisted dance of fate, I'm Dixie – a feisty 17-year-old caught between the human world and a werewolf nightmare. Life was chaotic enough, but then Trix, the bane of my existence, reveals he's not just my high school bully; he's an alpha with a destiny entwined with mine. This revelation left me floored. Forced into a marriage I never wanted, I'm now tangled in a supernatural mess where Nardoos threaten our existence, and every step feels like I'm walking on a tightrope. As tension rises, I find myself questioning everything – from my identity to the very essence of true connection. As I wade through the chaos of being a halfling in a werewolf pack, forbidden love, and an ancient prophecy, I spill the beans on this wild journey where I hold the key to a destiny I never signed up for in my palm. Can a rebellious girl and a fierce alpha rewrite the rules, or are we destined to be prisoners of a fate we never chose?

“Do not let her touch you ever again.” “Why not? She’s my…girlfriend. You’re just my sneaky link cellie.” The rage in Jordan’s eyes is volcanic and terrifying. He takes a step closer, voice dropping to a threat disguised as a promise. “Try me, Preppy… and I swear I’ll kiss you in front of every guard, every inmate, every pair of judging eyes in this hellhole. Then we'll see who you truly belong to.” Quincy Laurent—alias, richie rich—had the kind of life people envy. He's got a future paved in gold. One mistake shattered it all. Now he’s Blackbridge’s prettiest, trapped in the same cell with Blackbridge's most chaotic, Jordan Vex. Jordan is everything Quincy is not. inked, dangerous, magnetic, a walking storm with eyes that see right through the armor Quincy didn’t know he still had. They clash instantly. Quincy hates the chaos Jordan embodies… and hates even more how drawn he is to it. While the prison changes him, Jordan ruins him. And the desire he believes is a fantasy is tested when he finally learns who Jordan is.

Six years ago, Rilla was a "weak hybrid" hiding in the shadows of the Iron-Vail Pack - until the day her blood "woke up" as a legendary Pureblood. In the chaos that followed, the Alpha and Luna were killed, and Rilla was branded a traitor who murdered her own best friend, Rowena. Now, the five brothers who once meant everything to her - Philip, Royal, Ripley, Robbie, and Rory - have won her at a high-stakes auction. To the world, she is a walking fortune; to them, she is a tool to be used, a breeder to secure their dying lineage, and a prisoner to be broken. As the Alphas trap her in a world of silk curtains and gold bars, Rilla is forced to face a brutal reality: her biology binds her to the very men who loathe her. While Robbie prepares his "tools" for a night of questions and Philip treats her like a parasitic stain, Rilla harbors a secret that could shatter the pack’s last hope. She is "broken" for their purposes, fated only to conceive with a fated mate - a fact the Alphas don't yet realize as they demand an heir to save the woman Philip truly loves. Caught between the urge to "leave it all for the crows" and the haunting memory of the child they tore away, Rilla must decide if she can survive the Alphas’ revenge - or if she'll take their $5 billion investment to the bottom of a fifteen-story drop.