Drippity Drop Lyrics Novels & Stories

"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.

On Mother’s Day, I was driving an intoxicated wealthy woman home when she suddenly said, “You know, I stole my husband from another woman.” Then she handed me a photo. The moment I saw it, my entire body went numb. The man smiling with his arm around her looked exactly like my husband — who had supposedly died eight years ago. After my husband, Cedric Foster, died in an accident, he left me drowning in debt and caring for his comatose mother. To pay everything off, I worked a day job and drove for a rideshare service at night. When creditors came knocking and I had no money left, I sold my blood more times than I could count. “Handsome, isn’t he?” said the woman with a smug smile. “He was married back then, but for me, he walked away from his wife and abandoned his family.” As we entered an exclusive luxury neighborhood, the woman rushed toward two figures waiting ahead. The moment I recognized them, every drop of blood in my body seemed to freeze. I could barely breathe.

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.

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.

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

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.

​Two dangerous players. One blood-stained crown. And a fated mate bond that feels like a death sentence. ​Avery is a ghost. A packless rogue hiding her lethal Lycan lineage behind silver scent-maskers, she only cares about survival. But when her teenage brother is captured by the tyrannical King Magnus, she is forced to do the unthinkable: orchestrate the brutal abduction of the King's estranged son. ​Jake Crescent is a True Alpha—a 6'6" god of war who turned his back on his father’s corrupt throne. But after Avery delivers him straight into the King's cages, his world fractures. ​Now, they are forced back onto the university campus. Avery must act as Jake's official "shadow," monitoring his compliance for the King. But the ultimate cosmic joke awaits them: Jake is Avery's fated mate. ​Wounded, furious, and radiating a dark, possessive hunger, the betrayed prince is no longer the protective male she once knew. He promises to make her suffer for every drop of blood she spilled. Avery must play the heartless traitress to keep her brother alive, even as the mate bond threatens to burn them both to ash. ​In a game of psychological warfare where love is a weakness, who will break first?

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?"

Samantha Jones has lived most of her life in a small village she can't await to escape. No matter her story and background, she has worked ridiculous hard to reach her dream college in Oxford. She'll be finally getting out of all that bad gossip and join a college life with her dear missed friend Emily Black. She hasn't seen Emily ever since Emily left the village five years ago. Both of them want to let the past drop and be reckless for the first time in life. Boys, booze, party, a typical student life. Samantha didn't reckon, to ever see Jacob Baker again. Especially not in her dream college. Jacob also left five years ago. To be precise, he ditched her during the worst time of her life. A hurt and betrayal that changed her whole attitude and his at the same time. He isn't the cute boy he used to be. Jacob Baker has turned into a hot womanizer with attitude issues. But he is also the ultimate party master. Seeing Samantha again stresses both their worlds. ⚠️ ⚠️⚠️Warning steamy/ explicit graphic contents and mature language! Also contains traumatic scenes! Read at own risk, not suited under 18.

Manora has been called wolfless, defective, and a shame to the Crimson Fangs. For twenty years, she lived in the shadows of her family’s estate, waiting for the day they would finally decide she was no longer worth keeping. That day comes when they send her into a cave with a dying heir. Alpha Kaven was meant to be king. Instead, he is blind, stripped of his memory, and slowly rotting from a wolfsbane curse. He has been hidden away in a den so a traitor can quietly take the crown that should have been his. Manora is sent to him as a final insult. A girl with no wolf, no power, and a past full of scars. But the first time her blood touches his lips, something shifts. The curse weakens, and the man they left for dead begins to wake. Now they are both being hunted. A future ruler who trusts no one, and a girl who is only starting to understand how deeply she has been lied to. Every drop of her blood keeps him alive, and every step beside him pulls her deeper into a war she never asked for. He needs her blood to survive the night, and she needs his strength to survive what is coming. Together, they may become the most dangerous thing the seven packs have ever seen.