Fallen Crest Series Novels & Stories

“Next year, Director Frasier will lead the creation of a new division focused on high-end customized services! The company will dedicate maximum resources to support it! At the same time, we will launch the ‘Starlight Program’ to select and cultivate more core talent like Director Frasier, sharing in the company’s growth dividends!” The audience erupted. I knew this stage wasn’t mine alone. It was a signal, a promise. At Lextron, anyone with the ability and willingness to work hard had a place to shine and a future to claim. … Late at night, after the crowd had dispersed, I stood alone by the massive floor-to-ceiling window. Outside, the city lights were blazing, and traffic was streaming. M

Did she poison it? I couldn't bring myself to touch it. But I didn’t look away from it either. For a moment, I genuinely wondered if this was the end for me. Alpha Caelan of Winter’s Crest. One of the strongest and most brilliant heirs, destined to lead his pack into greater and newer heights—meant to end the long-standing dispute between Winter’s Crest and Frost Fang. And then there was just Frost. Plain, simple Frost. Jackson’s Frost. Who's Finally—truly—happy with the person he loved more than anything, wanting to spend every waking second with him.

A photo uploading, timestamped and watermarked. Headline: Fallen Heir Spotted with Mystery Woman — Is This the Reason He Disappeared? Julia’s face half-lit by the city lights. Brandon’s smile caught mid-laugh. The shutter’s echo reached them too late.

Master Ferguson, the announcer of death mounted the black stage, sighing and I figured out that it was because of Flynn since he and Alpha Harlan were close. He raised his nose to the air as confidence swirled around him before he opened the scroll and with a face devoid of any emotion, he said. “Future Alphas of Crestfall Academy. With great sadness do I announce the death of one of our own—” For a second confusion swirled inside of me. Did anyone leave the academy aside from Stefan and the other two boys? “—Alpha Stefan Hemsworth. Alpha of the Moon Viper Pack” My heart slammed against my ribcage as fear clenched my throat, my heart, and every sense of my being.

“Look at yourself! Suspicious, jealous, and always imagining the worst. “You’re nothing like the thoughtful woman you used to be. You grew up on the streets, Clea. “You could never compare to someone like Fran, who has wealth and grace. “If you have the energy to make up lies, you’re clearly not that sick. “Stay home, reflect on yourself, and clean up the place before I get back. And don’t call me.” The door slammed shut behind him as silence swallowed the room. Then I felt a wet warmth between my legs. The life inside me was slipping away. With the last of my strength, I reached for my phone and called my best friend, Lina Lester.

It isn’t her fault that she’s as messed up as she is--It’s mine. And now, as I feel every moment of her heartbreak and pain, I stand on the streets of Crescent City just in time to see my beautiful child falling from the tallest balcony in the packhouse tower. The last of Channing Greystone drops towards me, her white nightgown, streaked red with her own blood, flutters around her like a flag of surrender as her body cuts through the air like a shard of glass, fated to be broken into dust. "No," I swallow. "Not like this."

“Don’t use his little runaway mate to draw him across the border? Don’t remind him what happens when you steal what belongs to Crestmoon?” I squeezed my eyes shut, I didn't know the beef between Dexter and Enzo, but Dexter was the one who stole Jessica from Enzo. “I don’t belong to Crestmoon anymore, since you abandoned me. You left me to die.” “And yet here you are,” he murmured, “Crawling home. To me.” He stood, towering over me again. “Get dressed,” he ordered. “Something clean. You stink of him.” I didn’t move. “Now, Nina.”

But first, we had to survive the night. I leaned my head against the window, watching the moon rise higher in the sky—full and bright and beautiful. A blood moon, I realized. How fitting. The battle for Crestfall had truly begun. And I had the sinking feeling that before this was over, a lot more blood would be spilled. To be continued...

His wings still out, tensed, and ready, the rest of us holding our weapons. He moved so fast I didn’t even see him. Sliding past the others as fluid as water going around rocks in a stream he came for me, I felt his arm snag my waist and my feet left the Earth. I heard Devon’s shots fire and Kenneth soared into the air in pursuit. Cassi let out a scream and I heard the others calling my name as we ascended, until they were just specks. Kenneth closing in, aiming his crossbow at Shamshiel’s wings, his purple wings beating as he tried desperately to keep up, his face contorted in anguish as he realized he would not be able to help me. In the blink of an eye Shamshiel closed his wings around us

were able? The fallen alpha’s chest seemed to weigh down at the thought of seeing everything crumble again and that made him acted before thinking. With an impulse he grabbed her and with that minuscule and fragile body in his arms, he ran. He ran with his feet in the dark earth, with his hair in the wind in a humanoid form that had never been allowed to use. Kalias ran while hoping to get to that place in time, to the lake that was able to help her improve.