Metal Hidden Blades

Liana Elizabeth Rose of the prestigious Rose family woke gasping—remembering everything. At first, she thought it was a dream. Or a hallucination. Maybe heaven, maybe hell, or wherever people go when life has been cruel enough to steal their breath. But the room was the same. The curtains were the same. The smooth, unscarred skin she touched was the same. As if the last five years of betrayal and humiliation had never etched themselves into her. Then the panic hit. She remembered. Every. Single. Thing. The cold metal of prison bars. Her husband Adrian’s dead, beautiful eyes accusing her of the accident. The trial. The cousin who framed her. The family who abandoned her. The little brother who no longer remembered her voice. Her death. And the cruelest truth: she wasn’t even from this world. It was a book a stupid novel her roommate had recommended. She died inside a story she didn’t write. And now, she woke up at the moment everything began to crumble. Fine. Sharpen her mind. Feed her ambition. And when the plot tried to drag her back, she’d pull harder. Then there was him—Adrian. From his point of view, the world shifted. Her scent. Her voice. Her existence. Everything about her crawled under his skin, sank into his bloodstream, coiled around his bones. He didn’t understand it. He didn’t want to. He only knew: if she breathed, he wanted it. If she moved, he followed. Obsession wasn’t a symptom—it was his nature. And Liana? She had rewritten herself into the one thing he could never let go of. This time, she wasn’t the victim. She wasn’t a plot device. She was the storm. And Adrian? Learning, too late, that even possession has a price.

Calen was a benchwarmer on the university swim team, someone who never actually competed. The captain, Karl, was everything he wasn’t, a campus golden boy. Three records broken. A new girlfriend every other week. One night, Calen realized he’d left something behind and went back to the locker room. That was when he heard it. Ragged breathing. Strained, barely held back. And beneath it… the slow, awful sound of metal bending under pressure. He pushed the door open. Karl stood with his back to him. His bare muscles writhed beneath his skin, moving wrong, his spine standing out in sharp ridges. His fingers were dug deep into the steel locker, nails tearing through metal, leaving long, brutal gouges. The air was thick with the smell of blood… and something wild. Predatory. Karl snapped around. His eyes burned gold in the dark. Blood stained the corner of his mouth, and when he bared his teeth, the canines were far too long. Far too sharp. He ran. He barely took two steps before something crashed into him from behind, slamming him to the floor. Karl’s weight pinned him down, his body radiating heat… too hot, almost painful. A low voice brushed his ear. “You saw something you weren’t meant to see.” “I won’t say anything….” Karl lowered his head, his nose grazing his neck as he inhaled slowly, deeply. “…You smell fucking irresistible.”

Celeste Williamson is about to turn eighteen, which means she's about to find her mate - this is fine and all, but what happens when her mate turns out to be her brother? Will she accept him or find out a hidden truth? Be his mate or reject him to keep her own sanity? Not only is her brother her mate, but talk of a prophecy starts to cloud her judgement... And even worse, Celeste seems to be the target... How will she balance these challenges? Will she find out her entire life has been a lie? Or will she find her destiny within these hidden truths? COMPLETED

Book 1 - Alora Dennison is an orphaned child from a shamed bloodline surviving in her families old pack. On the dawn of her transition pushing her into adulthood she imprints on the mate she will be bonded to for an eternity, in an unexpected turn of fate. Only he isn't the man of her dreams. He is the only one in the entire state she would never have wanted to bond too. Colton Santo is the arrogant, dominant son of the Alpha from a rival pack which is set to unite the packs and reign in one kingdom. In years gone by his disdain for her and any from her bloodline has been prominent. Her treatment by his pack has pushed her to live in near isolation, fearful for her existence and now before all assembled, on the dawn of her awakening, they all just saw her imprint on their future leader. Fate has decreed it, but everyone around her is about to try and stop it. Fate isn't about to make it easy on her either, as a long forgotten war erupts in their lands, bringing an age old enemy with a thirst for blood back into the forefront of lycanthrope life. Will she survive long enough to ever find out why she has borne a black mark on her lineage her entire life? And why exactly, Colton's father is just so eager to see her dead. Will Colton step up and honour the bond, or will he be the one to deliver the final blow?(Part 1 of a 2 book series)

Tolong bijak dalam membaca! Di dalam cerita ini mengandung unsur 21+ dan juga Comedy yang akan membuat Anda terhibur, Shassy adalah kekasih Raka, yang merupakan sepupu dari Keenan sang CEO tampan yang terkenal dengan sifatnya yang dingin dan kejam.Tapi di sisi lain, Shassy bekerja sebagai sekertaris pribadi dari Keenan. Shassy pun mendapat julukan 'Sekertaris Terkuat' karena sanggup bekerja dengan Keenan lebih dari satu bulan.Tekanan dari Keenan sempat membuat Shassy frustasi. Tapi dukungan yang tidak di harapkan oleh Shassy, muncul dari orang terdekat Keenan. Dukungan itu memaksa Shassy untuk terus bersama dengan Keenan.Hingga akhirnya … "Keen, besok aku akan bertunangan dengan Shassy," ujar Raka"Apa kamu buta, hingga mau bertunangan dengan wanita itu," dengus Keenan, yang tak bisa mengungkapkan alasan di balik kalimatnya itu,Akankah Shassy dan Raka bersatu seperti janji mereka? Ataukah ia akan beralih menjadi menantu dari Mutiara Andara-ibu dari Keenan yang sangat menyayanginya?HAPPY READING …,

This is wrong,” he stated the obvious. Eyes locked with mine like a metal to a piece of magnet. “Yet feels so right,” my response came out curt and sharp. That’s how much the tension has me caged. He came in contact with me, his breaths erratic and mine weren’t any different at the feel of his touch. Something has shifted and he it was no longer what it used to be between us. No psychic is needed to spell that out. But how? He’s Noel, the guy I’ve sworn to spend the rest of my life tormenting. And I’m Cheryl, the girl he’s promised to never let know peace.

"No matter where you are in world, as long as the moonlight lay waste upon the tips of the blades of grass. I will find you. I will destroy everything in my path, if that is what it takes to make you mine. Why, you ask? It is simple. Because you belong to me." Embark on the twisted love story of the strongest Night Hallow, the Count of Erana and the human kissed by the Sun, Asthenosthene as they find solace and purpose in each others eyes. Will the pleasure-driven and sadistic faceless Count of Erana, Chaol Dremurr have his icy heart thawed by Asty? Or will Asty become the slave of the tormented life he gave her? As the woman who carries the weight of the entire country, will she be able to abide by the rules and tame the destructive count? Will he fall or will she fall? Or will the Count of Erana's heart change for a mere village girl?  

Isabella Jennings thought she had married an ordinary man. Yet, one day, she discovered that he was the CEO of the very company she worked for. But what amazed her even more was discovering another of his hidden identities. He was the mysterious heir to the Grand Group, the most affluent behemoth in Astraea! To the world, he was a decisive, ruthless king of his business empire. Behind closed doors, he would do whatever Isabella said, treating her like his queen...

I once thought Jareth was the love of my life. He said "Mom's in the hospital," but then turned around and kissed Lily in the VIP seats at the concert; when his bipolar disorder flared up, he was violent with me, but then told Lily, "You’re such a good girl"; he had videos with Lily saved on his phone, and in the chat records, he called me "the cold, emotionless finance robot." Five years of love, ruined in his lies and betrayals. He thought I would cry and scream, but all I did was watch him finish his final act. When he knelt on the ground and said, "I was wrong," what I handed him was the merger agreement: "Sign it. This is the first debt you owe me." Those broken hearts will eventually turn into sharp blades that will pierce him. And I will rise from the ruins, living more beautifully than anyone else.

Thirty years ago, a progressive rock band called The Yellow Kings began recording what would become their first and final album. Titled “The Final Reconciliation,” the album was expected to usher in a new renaissance of heavy metal, but it was shelved following a tragic concert that left all but one dead. The sole survivor of that horrific incident was the band’s lead guitarist, Aidan Cross, who’s kept silent about the circumstances leading up to that ill-fated performance—until now. For the first time since the tragedy, Aidan has granted an exclusive interview to finally put rumors to rest and address a question that has haunted the music industry for decades: What happened to The Yellow Kings? The answer will terrify you. ©️ Crystal Lake Publishing ©️ Crystal Lake Publishing