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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

“For someone who’s soon to be married, you sure look miserable, Mr?” “Creed,” the man replies, his words slurred, almost like he’s absent minded. “Alexander Creed.” He completes. . . . Two days to the wedding. Two days to Alexander’s wedding, his path crosses with a girl who makes him feel like himself. Evangeline. They share a dance at a club, and that dance led to a steamy night together. A steamy night that somehow left lingering emotions. When Alexander decides not to push through with the wedding, his bride-to-be reveals a heartbreaking information. Evangeline’s and Alexander’s meeting was never a coincidence. For Evangeline, it was just a job, but for Alexander, her name has refused to evade his memory. What will happen when she returns three months later with the resulting factor of their affair? Read to find 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

Seven years ago... I was his stalker. Three years ago... I was his wife. Two years ago... I was his ex-wife. Since the day he left me, my life has never been the same. It seems like I gathered all life's misfortunes - my mother died from cancer, our family business went down, and my dad could not face the shame, so he killed himself, leaving me to take on the responsibilities of paying his debts. I have to work hard to make ends meet. I worked as a baker, a dance instructor, and an entertainer to pay the debts as well as to support myself. I was trying to be okay until he came back. He manipulated everything - owned the bakeshop where I worked as a baker, paid me to give him private dance classes, and made me agree to perform in private with him. Do you think that is already worse? Nah-uh! He paid my family's debt in the banks, so I am obliged to pay him based on his terms. I am Patricia Sandoval, sold to Stuart Cordoval - I am his personal assistant, private chef, personal dance instructor, exclusive entertainer, and on-call bedwarmer for my beloved ex-husband. This may sound absurd, but yes, I am sold to my ex-husband.

Elisha Noringco is a married woman, until one day she met Oakley Throne, a married man too. They drink, dance and fuck. They said that it's just a fuck, is it true or that incident will left a big impact on their lives.

I'm a dance major who's preparing for her exams. Everyone thinks I'm a good girl, but there's one thing they don't know about me—I've fantasized about being violated more than once…

95% of the book has explicit contents, discretion advised. I loved Liam Stonovich for three years. He was my first, my last, my everything. When I heard he was going to propose, my heart soared. I went to his place, brimming with hope—only to have it all ripped apart. Liam was in the shower. With his ex. And the ring I thought was meant for me? It was on her finger. I wasn’t his forever. I was his rebound. Shattered, I headed to the most elite sex club in L.A., just to have fun and forget about my heartbreak. That’s where I met him—Shark, a.k.a. Michael Stone. A man whose presence alone screamed danger and sèx on legs. I gave him a lap dance, thinking it would be nothing more than a one-night fling. But I became his obsession, and he, my wet dreams. Then I learned the truth. Shark is Liam’s father. I thought it was all going to end there, but the enemies attacked, and secrets unfurled, revealing who I truly am. Now caught in the web of the most dangerous men in the underworld, who’s going to save me?

Laki sa layaw at brat si Beatrice Lustre. Dahil nag-iisang anak, alam niya sa sariling siya ang magiging heiress sa nagkalat na branches ng Lustre Hotel Services sa Pilipinas. Kaya naman sa debut party ng dalaga, engrandeng selebrasyon ang inihanda ng mga magulang. Ang hindi niya alam, sa pagkakataong iyon na pala magbabago ang kaniyang buhay. Dumating ang unfamiliar na gwapong lalaki bilang last dance niya, si Lucas Sebastian Apollo. Siya ang pinakabatang bilyonaryo sa bansa at CEO ng Apollo Groups of Companies. Ang nakatakdang ikasal kay Beatrice pagtungtong ng dalaga sa ika-25 anyos. At dahil unang pagtatagpo pa lamang, pagkamuhi ang namuo sa dalawa. Sa stubbornness ni Beatrice, hindi ito basta-basta magpapakontrol. Bagay kung saan mababa ang tolerance ni Lucas lalo't sanay na nasusunod ang lalaki. Paano nila pakikisamahan ang isa't isa? Ano ang magiging takbo ng buhay nila sa kanilang arranged dating at marriage life? Posible kayang maramdaman ang tunay na pag-ibig sa pagitan nila kung ang kasal ay may malalim pa lang tinatagong agenda?

Mom, Dad, and Jesse—my younger sister—went out to sea on a trip, but they were caught in a tsunami, and all three perished in the accident. I was left all alone—just as I was about to start university—burdened with nothing but a mountain of debt. In the end, everything I had saved for my university tuition, along with the house Mom and Dad had left me, was taken by debt collectors. I was then forced to work in a shady factory, laboring 16 hours a day, sleeping in a shabby ten-person dorm, and surviving on nothing but thin, flavorless broth. I finally cleared the last of the debt when I accidentally discovered that Jesse—who was supposed to be dead—had appeared on television and become a famous dancer. Mom and Dad even gave an interview about her success. It turned out they had taken out a massive loan and faked their deaths to flee to Pravia for Jesse's dance studies, leaving the entire debt for me to deal with just as I was supposed to start university. I went to confront them, demanding the truth, but they threw me out like trash. I was then hit and killed by a speeding truck at the side of the road. "How could Lorraine be such a nuisance, not even having the decency to die far away from our doorstep?" I have been given another chance, reborn on the day they faked their deaths.

Simula pagkabata ay lihim ng minamahal ni Marycole si Rowan Martinez. Ngunit hindi ito makita ng binata, kahit na magpapansin siya dito ay dedma lang ang beauty niya. Hanggang sa sumapit ang debut niya at hiniling sa lalaki na maging last dance niya ngunit binigo siya nito. Mula noon ay iniwasan na niya ito dahil tanggap niya na kahit kailan ay hindi siya nito magugustuhan. Hanggang sa nagtungo siya ng ibang bansa upang tanggapin ang opportunity na maging isang sikat na modelo. Paano kung may pagkakataon na matupad ang matagal na niyang inaasam na pagibig? Susugal kaya si Marycole kung alam niyang simula noon ay hindi niya maaangkin ang puso nito. Paano niya paninindigan ang nakatago niyang pagmamahal sa lalaki kung araw-araw niya ito makakasama at makikita? Paano kung lingid sa kaalaman niya ay pareho silang may damdamin sa isa't -isa? Mananatili kaya nilang maitatago ang siyang sinisigaw ng kanilang puso? How does Marycole Barraca keep from Rowan Martinez that she is Secretly in love with him from a long time?