Cracked Wall Goblin Camp Novels & Stories

When struggling waitress Amy gets the chance to attend a high-society gala, she catches the eye of billionaire CEO Viktor, known as the ruthless "King of Wall Street." To her surprise he claims they must marry for the good of his country, turning her life upside down. Defiant yet intensely attracted to the powerful alpha, she must decide if she can move past their two different worlds to trust what they might have together.

During the outdoor orientation boot camp, Wanda Lawson, the daughter of the richest tycoon, suddenly suffered from a heart attack. She collapsed to the ground and went through a seizure, her complexion bluish-gray. My boyfriend, Joseph Jensen, the drill instructor of the boot camp, overheard my pretentious roommate, Ella Ziegler, murmur, "She's usually fine, so why is she suddenly suffering from some sort of attack when it's time for the drills to start? She must be faking it in order to laze around!" Because of those assumptions, Joseph kicked the medication that Wanda managed to pull out of her pocket into the nearby river. "Get lost if you want to play dead! Don't drag us down with you!" I quickly dived into the river and scooped the medication out. Thanks to my efforts, Wanda's life was saved. Her father was enraged when he found out about the news and wanted to hold someone responsible. With tears streaking down my face, I begged Wanda to not expose Joseph. She nodded quietly to me. Joseph narrowly escaped the judgment. But Ella was expelled by the university right away for her malicious and provocative words. She even had a permanent stain of poor conduct marking her record. On the third day after Ella returned to her village, her family forced her to marry an older man who had remained single for far too long because of his violent temperament. Wanda's father was grateful to me for saving Wanda's life, so he listed me into the list of beneficiaries of his family's trust fund. The amount of money I received was second only to Wanda's portion. On the night news of Ella getting beaten to death by her husband got out, Joseph lovingly invited me to the place we first met so that we could go hiking. When I stood on the steep slope of the mountain, Joseph suddenly snatched the backpack filled with supplies, which included a life-saving whistle, from me. Then, he shoved me off the slope. "Why must you be such a busybody? If you never saved Wanda, she wouldn't have been able to testify against Ella because she'd have died! A murderer like you should just die!" Having broken my spine from the fall, I ended up dying at the foot of the mountain. After my death, not only Joseph got to receive the trust fund thanks to his relationship to me as my fiance, but he also began sponsoring low-income students by using Ella's namesake. That was how he reaped both wealth and reputation in one go. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day Wanda suffers from the heart attack.

Tilly has always known where her strengths lie, and fighting? Well, it’s not one of them. Her family is ashamed of her and as a way to get rid of her they ship her off to Warrior Elite camp after a rogue attack leaves her blind. Tilly knows her fate has her painted as a rogue and it is only a matter of time before she flunks out of training. But she finds something to work hard for when starts falling for the Alpha she can never have, even if he is making her promises for a better future. Onyx doesn’t play games, and he mostly certainly does not take risks. That is until the smartmouthed, blind warrior literally stumbles into his warrior elite camp. Her quick wit and bold honesty awakened a part of him he didn’t think existed. Only one small problem…She is an awful warrior and he can only be with the best. Yet when his gamma lays down a bet, Onyx finds himself taking a gamble he isn’t quite sure how to handle. Especially when it lands him a rejection from his mate…

“I am married, Mateo, you need..” He grabbed my hair aggressively and claimed my lips. “I don't care.. I still want you. You are mine!” He pinned me against the wall and grabbed my ass. “Mateo, we are in my matrimonial home..” “Fuck that” Astrid, a 30-year-old woman, and Mateo, a 22-year-old dude, got into a secret and dangerous love affair, but is it genuine from both sides and how long can they keep it a secret???

My boss was my online boyfriend. But he didn't know that. He kept asking to meet in person. Gee. If we met, I might become a wall decoration the next day. Hence, I made a quick decision to break up with him. He got upset, and the whole company ended up working overtime. Hmm, how should I put this? For the sake of my mental and physical health, maybe getting back together with him wouldn't be such a bad idea.

When Melanie gets kidnapped as a child and thrown into a camp with other girls of her age, she undergoes trainings to become an assassin. And a sex slave. But what she never expected was to meet this strange man that she never in a million visions thought she'd ever meet. Nicolas Silverado is a powerful, influential and feared billionaire who shakes up the city whenever he wants. Rising from a family that owns seventy percent of the world's most successful businesses, Nicolas barely needs to snap a finger before everything and everyone comes succumbing to his feet. He was the man you would walk past on the street and stop to take a second glance. It was a time when werewolves lived in the cities and worked amongst humans in their human forms too, owned countless businesses and ruled their own empires. And the Nikolas were known for their wealth and 70% the money that ran around the money chain. But what happens when Nikolas, haven had everyone bend to his feet, meets a woman who doesn't see or worship him the way the rest of the world does?

"You are nothing but a selfish and ruthless man, Adriano. I hate you, you despise me. A betrayer like you always remains a betrayer." Mia yelled at the man standing before her. Adriano chuckled, a dark expression appeared on his face. He stormed towards her and pinned her against the wall, "You are mine and no one else." "You Are Mine, Mia Marcello. Date all the men you want, their dead bodies will keep piling up then."

******** This book is strictly for mature audience. ********* I wish I could name this. But I can't. He is cruelly handsome, amazingly rich and undoubtedly a drug. He came into my life uninvited,forced himself into me physically and mentally. He broke every wall I built around my bruised soul. He brought the light I never asked for. Now the walls are down and love took a stroll, he left me shattered, crumbled and broken beyond repair.

I’m the daughter of the Alpha of the Embermoon Pack. As my post-transformation wolf form was tall, powerful, and strikingly beautiful, I had always been favored by my parents and cherished by the pack. Yet, during a journey with my brother, Gariel, I was betrayed, ambushed, and sold into an illegal mining camp on the frontier. There, electric fences, raised gun barrels, and endless despair became my prison. To prevent escape, the overseer would select a group of so-called “lucky ones” at regular intervals. In front of all the miners, they would hack off their hands and feet. Half a year slipped by in torment, and I wasted away until I was barely recognizable. My body was covered in scars, looking like a demon dragged out of hell. Even so, I clung to the belief that my brother would come for me. Then, one day, by pure accident, I overheard a phone call between the overseer and my brother. “You sure are ruthless to have the heart to sell your beautiful sister to us. Your parents must be losing their minds by now.” Those words instantly extinguished the very last trace of hope I had left.

I was the top bounty thief in the organization. The best they had. After turning in my final score, I announced on the spot that I was done for good. Then, I stood in my studio, blending paint. A single photograph was pinned to the wall before me. Black Viper filled the doorway, the light behind him casting his face in shadow. "What's it like," he asked quietly, "pretending to be an artist?" He stepped further inside. "Does paint smell better than blood?" I placed the palette knife down and wiped my hands slowly. "I'm done. I walked away." "Old Fox didn't approve of it." "That's not my concern." Black Viper crossed the room and tapped the old photograph on the wall. "Are you certain?" I did not want to look. I told myself not to. However, my gaze shifted anyway. A young boy stared back from the photo. "The blind kid?" I had spent ten years searching for him. "Where is he?" I moved toward the wall, reaching to rip the picture down. "One last job," Black Viper said, pressing his palm against the photo. My hand stopped in midair. "What's the target?" "The final lot at next month's auction that the Gilbert Group will be holding. "It's called Mermaid's Tear."