Crom Cruach Novels & Stories

"That's impossible! You're just an ordinary woman! You'd never have lived the kind of life you had without me." My gaze was filled with disgust. Only after leaving him did I realize that not only was he unfaithful, but his character was rotten to the core. I couldn't be bothered to waste my time on Simone. I signalled the guards to escort him out. He looked at the ten guards advancing toward him and shouted, "What are you doing? I'm the CEO of Pozzi Corp!" "CEO?" The guards looked at each other before they burst out laughing. "You're just a small-time boss! Do you know who she is? She's the Principessa of the Salvatore famiglia, one of the three most powerful mafia famiglia!"

“Shadowmoon Pack’s official records show only one son born to Alpha Matthias and Luna Seraphina Silvercrest. There’s no mention of a twin anywhere in their public documentation.” “But we were both born there. Both lived there until…” Rafe cleared his throat. “You should see this.” He tapped the tablet and a browser tab opened to a pack-affiliated gossip site (disguised as a regional lifestyle blog for plausible deniability). The headline screamed: “Shadowmoon Heir’s Wedding Crash Meltdown: Alpha-to-Be Begs Ex-fiancée to Choose Him—Publicly Rejects Devoted ‘Friend’ Valerie Thornwood”

"Before we do the ripping the throat out thing, how about we talk about how you have the hots for Talia." Cassie didn't look up. "Go to hell." "Are you shy? Come on, I'm really curious here," he pushed, and Aria’s brows contorted in confusion. "You have a crush on Talia? Doesn't that make you... that... that thing human women do," Aria stammered as she tried to piece it together. "Lesbians, Aria. They're called lesbians," Clyde explained, clapping his hands together like a teacher.

"The rumor concerning CRUZ company...you didn't hear it?" "CRUZ company? I didn't hear about that, what was it about?" "CRUZ company was accused of producing fake designs and forging other companies' designs of paintings. It was all over the news, Clara." There was a hint of shock and surprise in Ella's voice.

’ as loud as I could. Check in was easy. Roomates in the Orphanage would be roommates with people in the hotel. As I walked towards my bedroom, I caught what I identified as the greatest thing I have ever smelt in my entire life. I was always a sucker for sour sweets, sour tastes, sour everything. Grape ice cream and passion fruit ice cream were my favorites in the whole wide world. I’d live a whole life just eating those kinds of ice cream and I’d be the happiest girl in the world. Italy was famous for their gelatos, I immediately wondered if I would be lucky to track that amazing smell and eat it all.

Juan continued, "Aside from that, we've managed to get in touch with Drogoton and Novemton." "What's their situation?" "Sir Draco just left Drogoton this morning in search of a man called Crutcher. Drogoton also encountered a new species of monsters they’re calling minotaurs. These creatures’ bodies are as hot as lava, and bullets are ineffective against them. Drogoton is currently using large amounts of concrete and rebars to expand its walls. They told us to prepare ourselves to go up against these monsters. That's what I’m here about."

He put his arm around my body, pulling me against him, setting off calm and sparks throughout my body. The waiter brought out bread for us. Then a different waiter came out with a charcuterie board. He placed it in front of us and said, “Compliments of the chef. Here we have some parmesan flown in from Italy this morning, aged twenty-four months, our most popular imported salami, prosciutto di San Daniele, and our house-made mozzarella.” He pointed out each item as he spoke. After our main course was served, a tall man dressed in a suit came over to our table. As soon as I inhaled his scent, I instantly recognized that he was a werewolf from our neighboring pack that owned the pharmaceutical

That was like throwing scraps to a beggar. I was the heiress of the most powerful family in Cruxby with a net worth of ten billion dollars. To marry a penniless man like Owen, I hid my identity and lived with him in a rental for three years. To help him secure investment funds, I drank three bottles of white wine on behalf of Mr. Roland Duffy at a business dinner. I ended up with gastrointestinal bleeding from all the drinking, which damaged my health. And ever since then, I'd suffered from menstrual pain every time I felt cold.

Crete — Just Before Dawn The climb was brutal. The rocks were jagged and loose, shifting under Ellie’s boots as she scrambled higher. Her lungs burned, but she kept going, one hand on the weathered limestone, the other steadying the scroll case slung at her hip. Cerebus padded behind her, silent as shadow despite his size, while Dr. Voss struggled with her satchel of artifacts. When they crested the ridge, the horizon opened wide before them.