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My family sold me for $10 million. For three years, I was Dominic Winter's dirty secret—locked in his basement, bleeding twice a week to keep the ruthless billionaire alive. While I slowly died in the basement, he planned his wedding with my sister. The night he touched me, and whispered that I was his salvation, making me believe I mattered—I was pathetic enough to believe his words. However, I heard him tell his mother the truth one night: "She's just a medical necessity. Handle her with care." That was all I was to him—a medical necessity. I was eight weeks pregnant with his child. I ran. Six years later, I'm Dr. Bree Roberts—the world-renowned scientist he's been desperately searching for. I have our son. I have my freedom. I have the only cure that can save his dying life. Now Dominic Winter is on his knees, begging. But the girl he destroyed? She's dead. And the woman who rose from those ashes? She's going to make him pay for every drop of blood he took.

"Yes”, I say slowly, tears welling up in my eyes as each drop run down my cheeks, hot and carrying the weight of my emotions, I feel my throat closing up and my chest tightening as I struggle to find words. What have I done to him? I think to myself, it dawn on me that maybe, just maybe, his aching and bothersome affection towards me could be sincere and I was at the brink of losing it. Billionaire CEO Elias Vermontary seems to only care about raising stocks and making investments, anything and everything to diversify the Vermontary enterprise. He is considered the most eligible bachelor in the country but marriage is unfortunately the last thing on his mind. In a bid to die down the rising rumors of his sexuality and the conniving efforts of his family, he decides to get married to Selene Argraval a struggling lawyer, who has a nerve wrecking disdain for the wealthy and their lavish lifestyle. As their worlds collide, they must learn to face the challenges of life together, forgoing their differences and withstanding the pressures of their contrasting lives. Will a love that doesn’t seem to exist brew, and will it be better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all? Unravel the sacrifices made in a bid to love harder and longer.

Adonis smirked, loosening his tie as he stepped closer. “Stop pretending, Zoe. Or should I say… Mrs. Walter?” His voice was low, teasing. “You’re drooling over me, admit it. I know exactly how happy you are to be married to Adonis Walter.” Zoe folded her arms, rolling her eyes. “Over my dead body.” “Oh, come on,” he said, shrugging off his tuxedo and letting it drop carelessly to the floor. “You get to have all this.” He unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside, leaving his toned chest on full display. Defined abs, sharp collarbones, muscles that flexed with every slight movement—he looked like he walked straight out of a magazine. Zoe’s eyes betrayed her for a split second before she quickly looked away. Damn it. Even if she disliked him, she couldn’t deny the truth. This man was hot. Zoe Powers agrees to an 18-month contract marriage with Adonis Walter to save her father’s company. What starts as a deal soon turns into something real. But with Adonis’ bitter ex-girlfriend and jealous brother scheming against them, will their love survive the storm?

“You were never my true mate, Just a substitute.” Silva Coldberg believed she had it all: perfect Luna to the Alpha, respected, envied, and finally carrying the heir after three years of heartbreak. Until the night she gave birth and everything shattered. Her mate didn’t claim their son, but turned him to a sacrificial cure for his true mate. Broken, paralyzed, and left to rot in rogue territory, Silva was meant to disappear like a bad memory. But she didn’t. Rescued by her greatest enemy, Alpha David Moore of the Red Drop Pack, Silva was offered new life, marriage and power against everyone who destroyed her. No love. No mercy. Only revenge. But the longer she plays the role of his Luna, the more dangerous the lines become. His gaze lingers. His touch burns. And when her former mate comes crawling back, obsessed with the woman he doesn’t recognize, Silva must choose. Vengeance or the Alpha who might ruin her plans—and her heart. She was betrayed by her former mate, butchered by her own blood, and buried in silence. But wolves don’t stay dead. They hunt. And this time, she’s the one digging their graves.

Eidolon Avenue: Where the secretly guilty go to die. One building. Five floors. Five doors per floor. Twenty-five nightmares feeding the hunger lurking between the bricks and waiting beneath the boards. The sequel to Eidolon Avenue: The First Feast (“a great read...powerful and jarring” - Cemetery Dance) returns to the voracious Eidolon as it savors The Second Feast. A narcoleptic man in apartment 2A battles a vengeful past determined to rob him of everything as he runs from the barbaric disaster of a delusional love. A woman in 2B, reinventing herself to please a callous boyfriend, discovers the horrors that wait in the shadows of her self-renovation. The man in 2C, a teacher at the nearby Catholic girl’s school, collapses beneath the brutal consequences of his lecherous desires. An older woman in 2D, after decades dedicated to the church, is cornered at last by the grisly carnage beating at the hollow center of her faith. And a college student in 2E, hungry to escape an ignored life of invisible anonymity, finds herself captured between the pages of a ravenous book. All thrown into their own private hell as every cruel choice, every drop of spilled blood, every silent, complicit moment of cowardice is remembered, resurrected and relived to feed the ancient evil that lives on Eidolon Avenue. ©️ Crystal Lake Publishing

Sophia’s world shatters when her cheating boyfriend and backstabbing best friend smear her name across the city with vicious lies. Jobless, homeless, and desperate to vanish, she stumbles across a cryptic online ad: live-in tutor, remote estate, one thousand dollars an hour. She clicks apply before doubt can stop her. The mansion is breathtaking, the little girl heartbreakingly quiet, and the contract… written in blood. One crimson signature later, the gates lock behind her, and the truth claws its way out: wolves in tailored suits, monsters in the shadows, and a ruthless Alpha who orchestrated her arrival. Ethan Blackwell—billionaire, pack leader, and the stranger from her drunken one-night escape—claims her as his fated mate. He doesn’t want the bond; he’s too proud for a fragile human. But he’ll never let her leave. Worse? His two brothers circle closer, eyes glowing with the same primal hunger, ready to challenge tradition and tear the pack apart to possess her. Sophia came to hide. Now she’s the prize in a war of teeth, fate, and forbidden desire. One click. One drop of blood. No way out.

As the college entrance exams approached, I paid the top student in our class to tutor me. But the day she came over, she brought along her childhood sweetheart and insisted that he join our study sessions. I declined her request politely, and she did not press the matter further. The boy left my house in defeat and was struck by a car, suffering injuries so severe that they left him crippled. He could no longer continue his education and was forced to drop out, taking on grueling manual labor to survive. The girl continued tutoring me nonetheless. We both gained admission to the same university, grew close over time, fell in love, got married, and started a family. But on the night of our wedding anniversary, Sharon slipped poison into my soup and watched impassively as I began to convulse and vomit blood, the crimson stain spreading slowly across the floor. "This is what you owe Harry," she said with cold venom. "Taste what it's like to lose all hope." It turned out that she had harbored resentment toward me for all those years. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day she first came to my house with her friend.

“Soraya Barata tidak lebih dari seorang gadis polos yang mudah diperdaya!” Kalimat itu selalu terngiang dalam benak gadis berusia 21 tahun bernama Soraya Barata. Bagaimana tidak? Saat ini dia tengah bersedih. Lantaran dikhianati kekasihnya di saat Ayahnya tengah drop dan harus menjalani perawatan di sebuah Rumah Sakit. Bukan hanya itu. Sebastian Danu—kekasih Raya juga merampas kekuasaan perusahaan Barata. Memblokir semua rekening, hingga Raya harus terlunta-lunta mencari uang untuk biaya operasi ayahnya. Bahkan Raya terpaksa menipu seorang pria paruh baya untuk mendapatkan uang yang dia butuhkan. Masa depannya hampir saja berakhir. Untungnya datanglah seorang pria misterius bernama Raiden yang saat ini menjadi malaikat untuk Raya. Walau Raya dan Raiden harus menjalani hidup dengan terus kucing-kucingan dari kejaran anak buah pria yang sudah Raya tipu. Hidup Raya semakin hancur saat dia mengetahui pengkhianatan yang luar biasa dari orang-orang terdekatnya. Ia pun bertekad untuk membalaskan dendam dan merebut kembali apa yang menjadi haknya. Apakah Raya mampu mencapai tujuannya?

At the company's annual gala, the CEO announced that this year's top sales performer would receive a two-million-dollar year-end bonus. I was the top performer. However, my manager called me into his office the very next day and explained that the company was cutting costs and improving efficiency. As a result, my bonus had to be reduced. I initially assumed everyone's bonus was being cut. Then, I found out I was the only one getting shortchanged. Even worse, they handed my position to a useless coworker who could barely do the job. I understood everything immediately. 'So this is how it is. You're tossing me aside after you got what you wanted from me.' Fine. I stopped putting in any effort from that day forward. I clocked in, did the bare minimum, and watched the company slowly fall apart. Sales began to drop month after month. Even the major clients I had already secured began withdrawing their investments. That was when the CEO finally panicked. He showed up at my front door, begging me to fix things. I kicked the door open and looked down at him. "You think a garbage company like yours deserves my help?"

On my wedding night, I was rushed to the hospital in an ambulance after a tampered condom left me in excruciating pain. The surgery took over twenty-four hours, and the story spread like wildfire. My husband, Alexander, let it be known that anyone who managed to photograph me in my post-surgery state would be rewarded with ten million dollars. Overnight, I went from being a billionaire's new wife to the laughingstock of every elite circle in New York. The next day, Alexander's childhood sweetheart Dahlia showed up at my door. That was when I learned the truth: she'd coated the condom with industrial-strength adhesive as part of what she called a "social experiment." She didn't show a shred of remorse. Her tone was flippant and cruel: "It was just an experiment. I mean, how was I supposed to know you'd react like that? Besides, we both know you were never good enough for Alexander. So drop the act." Alexander stood beside her, his gaze cold and dismissive: "If it weren't for the marriage contract, no one would've touched you. You know that, right?" What he didn't know was that the woman he was calling a slut had saved his life more times than he could count.