Fallen Crest Series Novels & Stories

Eren's jealousy is getting stronger when he sees Eren's actions on the CCTV screen. After shooting the two monsters dead, Eren descended from the tree. While pointing his gun at the monster, Eren slowly approached. He wanted to confirm if the two monsters had been killed by the fire of his Dessert Eagle gun. He continued to approach the monster with the aim of retrieving his clothes that had been removed by him. “Ah finally the trap I made worked as well. Looks like I succeeded again in the second mission. Eren put his clothes back on which had been torn in several parts due to the claws and bites of the beast.

Joel’s POV Small Crest Foundation. A large white building that had wild ivy spread across the brick, paint peeling on the front door and gargoyle statues which set the tone for the orphanage. The four of us went inside to see if we could find information on Rose. Upon entering I spotted a woman dressed in nun garb. “Excuse me sister, who can we speak with about a previous adoption?” I asked. She simply looked me up and down and crooked a finger to follow. We trailed her until we reached a large red door with an old style knocker on front.

*** Note from the Author: This novel has dark, forced sexual elements, brutality and raw demonic aggression. Please read with caution this is a dark erotica tale. Some elements could be triggering for some. *** “He’s like a king living up on that hill.” Udora remarked to me in a hushed voice. Living in WitchFall Fortress on that hill. Guarding the WitchFall dungeons. I thought bitterly. Having not like the man since he’d accused my friend Mara of being a witch and taken her away.

I voiced out. "And whose fault was that?" she said glaring at me. Your psychotic mind, I mumbled beneath my breath, just then she decided to drop one of her crutches, she tried to make it look like an accident but failed miserably. She's going to be the death of me, mumbled before adding a string of curse words to the statement. I hurried over to her and supported her falling figure by putting my hand around her waist leading her to the nearest table. I ignore how right it felt to place my hand around her waist or how she seemed to fit perfectly in my arms every time I carry her. I went to pick up the fallen crutch and made my way back to her.

An obsidian stone is inside my seal, and the guards fall over themselves to let us inside once they know who I am. The wall is ridiculously tall, made of thick, reinforced steel. I crane my neck back, move my hair back to see it all. The portly guard pulls a lever, and a portion of it lowers. Clunky and groaning, the ice flys out, the gate forcing its way open. The gate lowers completely, warm water slowly trickles out, and the inside of Estate Eclipse is steaming. I grab onto Dante and he helps me past the blocks of ice until we cross the other side of the gate.

At least with Ken being the popular guy, the sales lady will put all her attention in Ken. "Are you done Bear?" Roy's phone vibrated with the usual morning text from Monroe. A cold breeze swept across Roy's face as he walked out of the complex. Perhaps bringing a jacket along would've been good. Outside the gates of Evergreen Apartment Complex─just like everyday awaited a tiny female, caramel dyed hair tousled messily by the wind, feet bouncing probably to keep herself warm. Roy brisked up to the figure, their height difference obvious. Monroe grinned, spotting Roy and quickly linked their arms together, dragging him along with her─to the campus.

The parking lot was empty except for a few cars, mine no longer among them since last night. I stood there for a second in the cold, waiting for Stella to pick me up like she'd promised, and let myself feel it for just a moment. The exhaustion. The fear. The tight, useless anger at a world that kept asking more of me than I had left to give. Then I shoved it down, the way I always did, because falling apart in a parking lot wasn't going to save my sister and it wasn't going to get me through camp either. Stella's headlights turned the corner a minute later. I climbed in without a word, and she didn't push me to talk, just drove.

Camillia and Marco ended up dying in an accident. It was suspected to be a revenge killing. When the news popped up on my screen, I was rushing to complete my thesis in the library. The comment section went into a frenzy. [An accident? Please. Camillia is the Colene family’s spy! That child is Marco’s! The Don despises traitors, so he took them both out himself!] I stared at the screen, and my fingers trembled. This was not how it happened in my memory.

“You have an invitation from Cresent Pack. The Alpha—Richard — offers you two lands for an alliance with us.” “I have to pass.” “Richard also says we can ask anything from them as long as it’s plausible. They really wanted this alliance.” That’s unusual. As far as I knew, Richard’s pack rarely sought an alliance. Now, not only was he asking for mine, but he was desperate for it, too. “What’s their situation that made them so desperate to have us on board with them? I don’t remember Crescent Pack ever being involved in a conflict that needs our assistance.” Kieran pulled the chair before me and sat comfortably, then explained, “For the past few months, they have been losing their members. The

I scan the face of every single wolf; I know most of them, but there are a couple faces of wolves who I haven’t met or have met and don’t know the names of. As we approach Max’s body, the sight breaks me. Violet is rocking a screaming Serena as she loses her mind next to her mate’s fallen body. Everyone is around them, Aston, Cici, Blue, Seth, Gemma, and even Samirah and Damon, all with tears in their eyes.