Energy In Godrics Hollow

My boyfriend and I had been together for eight years. We were already discussing marriage when Robbie suddenly asked me to wait a little longer. He said he needed to hold a grand wedding with his first love before he could marry me. Because, as he explained, for his first love—who struggled with anxiety—marriage was her greatest wish in life. He couldn't bear to see her spiral into self-harm under the weight of her illness, so with tears in his eyes, he promised to give her a home. Stunned, I asked what would happen to me. Instead of answering, he snapped impatiently, "Can't you show some empathy? It's just a year or two more. Are you really that desperate to get married? "And another thing… lend me your ring. Let Lucy wear it for now. You won't be needing it anytime soon." I stared at the man before me, someone both familiar and suddenly a stranger, and felt only a cold, hollow ache in my chest. But at last, I saw his true face behind the mask. Later, I chose to attend their wedding. I brought with me a very special blessing.

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

BLURB: "Take it slowly Kian…you don't have this energy when it's Arya." No…no, I thought I heard myself say that. It was Eva's voice, but No! She was my best friend and what was she doing upstairs with my husband? Married under contract policy to save her father who was diagnosed of a terminal illness, Arya's life was made miserable as he always tortures her every day. The torture becomes unbearable when she is pushed down the stairs by her husband and has a miscarriage, followed by more misfortunes,she returns home from the hospital and finds her husband in bed with her best friend. Hurt and betrayed by their actions she Leaves and finds solace in the arms of another man who adores her and makes her life a paradise. What will happen when her husband comes to her requesting she goes back to living with him as they are not yet divorced? Will she be able to forgive he him after what she went through for the sake of the love she has for him? Find out…

Selene a brave female werewolf having a birthmark from an Alpha bloodline and the last of her kind, who never knew of her true identity but worked as a maid with Mr Orion a ruthless alpha werewolf who wasn't interested in finding a mate but kept countless lovers, He later happened to be Selene's mate, a twist of fate. _____ " Selene, your birthmark... is a sign of your destiny. It's only given to the children of an Alpha werewolf blood" She smiled again, her eyes glinting with a knowing light." Ah.. But that's where you're wrong Selene. you'd see what you're truly capable of and when you do, you'll join us as of our own" I felt a shiver run down my spine as she straightened up, her eyes never leaving mine. what did she mean? What was I capable of? And what did she mean by "join us"? I was human, not a werewolf. But the mark on my arm seemed to be pulsing with a strange energy, as if it was trying to tell me something.

This is the second book of the 'His' series. The first book is "His Plump Mate". Aiden is the first born son of Austin and Rebel Willis. He is 32 years old and still hasn't found his mate. Meanwhile, his twin, sister and one of his younger brother's all found their mates. After ten years of searching, Aiden gave up and threw all his energy into improving the pack. Reid wants to cheer his brother up and takes him to the coastline. When they get there, Aiden meets his fated mate, Thalia. Thalia is a trained hitman for survival. Thalia's life is a mess. She is princess of the Moreno Crime Family and her father Diego, a no rank wolf is the head of the family in the human world. He is forcing his daughter to enter into a marriage alliance to a man she detests. Aiden is furious and Thalia is trying to protect her sister from having the same fate as her. Thalia flees with her sister to her uncle's pack. Will Aiden be able to help Thalia and will Thalia be able to trust Aiden after she has suffered years of trauma?

In my fourth year as a substitute bride for my runaway sister, married to King Alpha Kieran Ashworth, I became pregnant with his child. When I sought the High Priestess at the sacred temple to perform the "Protective Blessing Ritual" for our unborn pup, I was devastated to learn: "You and Alpha Kieran have never established a true mate bond. I cannot perform the blessing ritual." The soul truly connected to him was my half-sister, Isabella Morgrave. Isabella suddenly returned, claiming to suffer from "Luna's Eclipse",a werewolf affliction spoken of in whispered terror, with only three full moons remaining. To fulfill Isabella's dying wish, Kieran held a mating ceremony with her. At Isabella's birthday banquet, a blood curse appeared, and everyone believed it was cast by my jealousy. They imprisoned me in an obsidian cage that absorbed moonlight energy and purified me with "demon-breaking blood," causing me to miscarry and lose our child. When I discovered Isabella's illness was fabricated and all the framing was her elaborate scheme, I decided to leave. However, when the truth came to light, Kieran went completely mad...

On my father’s sixtieth birthday, I was overseas, negotiating an energy contract. I deliberately told my wife to throw a huge banquet for him. That day, I watched the mansion’s security footage with a smile. Unexpectedly, I saw my nine adoptive siblings surrounding an unfamiliar old man. That old man wore my dad’s class ring as he happily pulled my wife onto the stage. “Thank you for coming to my birthday banquet. This is my daughter-in-law, the president of the Viapent Group. She’s the absolute best! She spent three million dollars on this banquet! It’s all thanks to my eldest son for finding such a capable wife.” In one corner, my actual father was in tattered clothes, washing dishes with my son. He accidentally splattered some water. One of the guests kicked him in disgust, causing him to cough up blood. The security footage was cut off. How dare these people mistreat my father and son? I called a special number. “I’m putting a stop to the negotiations. My father and son are being abused back home. I am returning to them now.”

She thought he was just the principal. Strict. Cold. Dangerous in ways no man should be. He never smiled. Never softened. He ruled Hollow Creek College like a god behind glass walls. And yet he watched her. Every time she passed. Every move she made. She was only trying to survive her first year. No friends. No family nearby. But when she stepped into his office for the first time, everything changed. He smelled her innocence. She felt his hunger. What she didn't know what no one knew was that Kael Draven wasn't human. He was an alpha. A wolf bred for dominance, bound by instinct. And she had just awakened the part of him that was never meant to surface. Now she's seated beneath his gaze, caught between fear and desire. She doesn't know why her body burns. She doesn't know why he's looking at her like that. All she knows is that something inside her has changed. And Kael? He's done fighting it. This isn't a love story. It's a claiming.

In Black Salt, love is a sickness you can’t hide—a slow gnawing beneath the skin that leaves you hollowed, grayed, and eventually gone. No one stays long enough to see it through; they leave before the rot finishes its work. It’s what the town teaches you: when it starts, you run. You look away. You survive by pretending not to feel. But Atlas is tired of pretending. The halls of Black Salt High are full of kids pretending they don’t see each other’s bruised hearts, pretending their bones aren’t already whispering warnings. Still, he can’t forget the weight of a father who stayed—not out of love, but because he never felt it deep enough to decay. That truth lingers in Atlas like a second shadow. And then there’s Nova—the outsider with a storm in her bones. And Wren, all sharpness and fight. Milo, who cracks jokes to keep the silence at bay. Luce, who wears her thorns like jewelry. Together, they don’t know how to stop the rot. But they’re learning how to sit with it, how to name it, how to refuse the small, hollow deaths of pretending not to care. In a town where love is a death sentence, staying might be the bravest thing of all.

Ten years of devotion. Two years of a hollow marriage. One night to break it all. Lanka Monroe was a stray, a broken pup rescued from the dirt and raised within the cold, prestigious walls of the Wolfe Crest Estate. For a decade, he worshipped the man who saved him—Andrew Wolfe, the lethal, untouchable Alpha of the North. But the hero of Lanka’s youth became the tyrant of his adulthood. To the pack, Lanka is the seductive social climber who drugged the Alpha to secure a mating bond. To Andrew, Lanka is a stain on his reputation, a burden to be endured until his "true" match returns. When Andrew’s old flame, Serena, reappears to reclaim her throne, the fragile peace shatters. Lanka is tired of being the ghost in the hallways. He’s ready to tear the ancestral earrings from his flesh and walk out of the estate with his pride intact. But as he hands over the divorce papers, a dark secret in the Wolfe bloodline comes to light. Andrew doesn’t just want a mate anymore—he needs a donor. And suddenly, the Alpha who wouldn't touch Lanka is the one pinning him to the bed, demanding the very pup he once forbade. In a world of ancient pack laws and silver-tongued lies, Lanka must decide: Will he remain a sacrificial lamb for the Wolfe family, or will he let the bond burn to ashes to find his own freedom?