Boxtrolls Egg Novels & Stories

LOVE GROWS EVEN IN THE HARSHEST OF WORLDS. Three young Dragon Slayers travel south to find a missing father and more clues to the theft of the Egg of the Dragon God, a relic that will decide the future of their world. Coming from rival clans, Aki, Temujin and Sasha forge an unlikely friendship, discover ancient secrets, and face overwhelming odds. Though the fate of all the clans hangs in the balance, ice shaper Sasha cannot help but rekindle his passion for Aki, while the beautiful wind guardian remains unaware of a prophecy concerning the man she is destined to love.

The life cycle of a butterfly lasts for an average of thirty days. In human time that was nothing. Within that thirty days the butterfly would go through the craziest of cycles, starting as an egg enclosed within a shell that is both impenetrable and fragile. Then that shell would break to let out a creature that was hideous and scary and weird. Soon the creature would enclose itself completely for the second time, never to be seen like that again. It was a period of transformation. In thirty days, a butterfly's life will be complete, coming out of the cocoon as a changed and majestic creature. But humans aren't butterflies and thirty days weren't enough. Book cover credits to the amazing A-Graphics (@hiagraphics). Check her works on https://www.facebook.com/hiagraphics/

Before Cameron Finch goes on a business trip, he gives me a doll that looks exactly like him. "Babe, whenever you miss me, you can press this button on the doll. Once you've unlocked the easter egg, I'll come back and spend time with you." Later on, the plane Cameron had boarded crashes. I can only hug the doll he's given me, unable to sleep a wink at night. All I can do is press the button repeatedly until my fingertip goes numb and stiff. When I press it for the thousandth time, the doll lags momentarily. Then the recorded voice takes on an entirely different tone. "This marks the thousandth time you've hit this button! Congratulations on unlocking the easter egg! "Gwen, Mari and I have already registered our marriage. Our wedding will take place at the end of this year. I know this is unfair to you, but there's no such thing as 'first-come, first-served' in romance. I hope that you can give us your blessings. "Mari wants me to tell you that you will always be the bridesmaid of her wedding. I really hope you can attend our wedding since our families are friends and all. I will always be an older brother figure to you." My finger freezes at the message. As soon as the last word falls, I feel my phone buzzing. Marissa Becker has texted me. "Gwen, I'm getting married soon! I've reserved a slot for you as my bridesmaid! You must attend the wedding, okay?"

The fertility clinic called to inform me that my embryos were ready for transfer. I touched my abdomen, still numb from the anesthesia of that morning's egg retrieval. Even with cutting-edge medical technology, embryos couldn't be prepared this quickly. Before I could call back to clarify, my husband stopped me. "Mom's been pressing us hard. I pulled some strings to fast-track the process so you can get pregnant sooner. Imagine twins! My buddies will be green with envy." Silent, I drove straight to the clinic and dialed 911 on the way. "Hello? I'm reporting a fertility clinic involved in illegal surrogacy."

When Lili applied to be an egg donor at an elite fertility clinic, she never expected to walk out with a private surrogacy offer—one that comes with seven figures, no strings, and only one requirement: total obedience. Drawn into the world of two impossibly powerful billionaire brothers, Lili agrees to carry a child the old-fashioned way... with no lab, no petri dish, and no pants allowed. But Cade and Beckett aren’t just looking for a surrogate… they’re looking for control. For surrender. For a woman they can break and breed. The arrangement was supposed to be clinical and temporary. But once she’s in their world, Liliana realizes the contract doesn’t protect her… it owns her.

In his first life, Iniko lived with pain and loneliness. His unviable egg was taken to a laboratory where he was brought to life by a cruel scientist, only to be held captive and abused. When he escaped, he was alone in the world. That changed when he found Eliane. He fell in love with her and gave her his heart, only for her to be mated to his brother. Knowing he would always be a third wheel and wanting Eliane to know that he truly loved her, he gave his life to save her. That should have been the end of his story, but on the night they burned his body, Phoenix heard the heartbreaking cries of those around her. She used her powers of resurrection and pulled Iniko’s ashes into a glass egg where his body reformed and regrew. In his second life, Iniko was born as he should have been. As the son of Avani and Zephyr, Iniko was raised with love and affection. He has no memory of his horrible past. When he turns five, Iniko shifts into his human form for the first time. Immediately after shifting, he sees her, his mate, announcing their bond to everyone who came to watch his first shift. But Iniko is the only one who doesn’t remember his past. He’s the only one who doesn’t know what his life was like before, or that he gave himself to his brother’s mate when he knew she didn’t belong to him. Can Iniko and his mate get past the history he knows nothing about and forge a new life together? When Iniko learns about his first life, will he and Ancalagon remain friends? What will it mean that a second Alpha of Alphas has awakened?

Molly absolutely loves Christmas. Candy canes, egg nog, mistletoe, the works. She can't get enough of it. And so it's only natural that she works at the local Christmas store, Christmas Wishes. But when the Scrooge-like Nicholas comes to town, looking to sell his father's business out from under him, it looks like Molly's dream job is disappearing. Worse yet, she's starting to fall for Nicholas, despite everything telling her not to. With one last chance to save the store, Molly appeals to the power of Christmas itself, attempting to convert Nicholas to seeing the beauty of the holiday. Can Christmas magic really make Christmas Wishes come true? Fans of Hallmark Christmas movies will be swept away by Christmas Wishes, a small-town standalone holiday romance with mistletoe and magic. Grab a glass of eggnog, sit by a warm fire, and enjoy!

In my last life, my sister, Raven Webster, and I rescued two eggs. Her egg hatched into Snowviper, while mine became Blazewing. But Raven stole Blazewing from me. None of us could have imagined the world would end in a brutal heatwave apocalypse. Raven died from heat stroke in that inferno. And before she died, she tricked my husband, Snowviper, into strangling me with his own tail. Somehow, we were both reborn on the very day those eggs hatched. This time, Raven snatched up Snowviper. She thought having him would keep her safe through the heatwave apocalypse. What she didn't know was that Snowviper's powers could only be fueled by drinking fresh human blood every single day.

The Empire rules on the wings of dragons. Riders are hand-selected for training from childhood, and Anzi is one of the rare few who wait to hatch theirs this year. Until she discovers the terrible truth that the dragon riders are not partners with their dragons: they're slavers. The dragons are bred in captivity and enslaved from within the egg, and they are nothing but mindless shadows of what their once-noble species used to be. After two hundred years, the surviving dragons in the wild are coming back to rescue their brethren. How they survived the Purge, no one knows, but they are angry and they are coming, in fire and in storm. And as she struggles to come to terms with the realization that the nation she loves so much that she would give her life for it may be nothing more than propaganda and illusion, she discovers something else: The dragons who survived the Purge are shifters, able to hide in human form. And Anzi has met one of them already. Her mate.

Jack Cooke—my husband, who'd never so much as scrambled an egg—suddenly went full kitchen freak. He bought a ton of pots and spatulas, then spent all day just... polishing them. When I called him out, he shrugged. "I like things clean. That a crime now?" Behind him? A mountain of dirty socks. Then it got weirder. He dragged all the kitchen stuff into our bedroom. At night, he'd get weird with a dishcloth. Like, disturbingly weird. I was done. I asked for a divorce. Jack stormed into a private dining room and shredded the papers right in front of our investors. "You're seriously ending our marriage over this? Kinda dramatic, don't you think?" I didn’t blink. “I gave up my spot for your pots and pans. A little thanks wouldn’t kill you.”