Silent Separation

Yasmin has survived five years of Cole Martinez’s cruelty—his icy contempt, his mother’s vicious words, and the humiliation of watching him parade his mistress around town. She’s learned to stay quiet, stay small, and never fight back. But two pink lines on a pregnancy test change everything. Cole made it clear he never wants children. If he finds out about the baby, Yasmin knows exactly what he’ll demand. Yet for the first time in years, she feels something stirring inside her that’s stronger than fear—a fierce, desperate love for the tiny life growing within her. Now she faces an impossible choice: stay silent and risk everything when her secret shows, or find the courage to run from the only life she’s known. In Cole’s world, defiance comes with a price. But some things are worth fighting for, even if it means losing everything else. Can Yasmin break free before it’s too late, or will her secret become the final chain that binds her forever?

He saved her from the fire. Now, she's the only one who can save him from his throne. Eltonia has spent eleven years as the Alpha's Omega, loving him in silence. She's his attendant, his confidante, and the only one who can ease the pain from the scars that haunt them both. But Alpha Oreon is running out of time. The council has given him an ultimatum: find a mate by his thirtieth birthday, which is two months away, or be dethroned. As his wicked uncle, Abram, schemes to steal the pack, he unleashes a "selection" of potential mates, each one more disastrous than the last. First comes a loud-mouthed shrew. Then comes a silent, deadly assassin. While Eltonia is forced to serve the very women vying for her Alpha's heart, she's trapped in a slow-burn battle of her own. She must protect Oreon from his enemies, his potential Lunas, and his own inner demons... all without revealing that she is the true mate who's been by his side all along. Can her secret love save him? Or will the vipers in his court destroy him—and her—first?

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

He wanted a blonde. He got a wildfire. I married him in her place. Wore her dress. Lightened my hair. Played the silent, obedient bride. Because when your stepmother sells your sister to a billionaire obsessed with legacy and looks—and your sister runs—someone has to take the deal. So I did. Cassian Drevane doesn’t want a wife. He wants a symbol. A blonde. A mannequin. Not a woman with secrets, a spine, and a mind that won’t stay quiet. But I wasn’t just playing the part. I was studying him. And the more he tried to control me, the more I saw the truth beneath his ice. He never wanted me. Neither did I love him. Now we can’t live without each other. Not because of love, but because of something deadlier. In a world where secrets are currency and love is a luxury no one can afford, one lie can destroy everything. What began as a marriage built on deceit slowly turns into something dangerously real — a slow-burning war between duty and desire. In a house filled with whispers, shadows, and betrayals, love becomes the most dangerous secret of all.

One marriage of convenience. Two dangerous men. A secret that will burn an empire to the ground. Elena married Lorenzo Moretti for one reason: survival. To save her dying mother, she became the "Porcelain Queen" to the city’s most feared Mafia Don. The contract was simple: her company in exchange for his protection. No touch, no love, just a beautiful, silent cage. But the silence is shattered when Lorenzo’s estranged son, Dante, returns from Sicily. Brutal, reckless, and hungry for everything his father owns, Dante doesn't see a stepmother—he sees a challenge. What begins as a cold war of glances in the hallways spirals into a visceral, forbidden obsession. Caught between the man who saved her life and the man who makes her feel alive, Elena enters a world of blood and betrayal where every kiss is a death warrant. Now, a pregnancy has turned the Moretti household into a ticking time bomb. With a husband who is physically incapable of being the father and a son ready to kill for the throne, Elena must navigate a deadly game of shadows. In this house, the only thing more dangerous than the truth is the lie that keeps you alive.

One silly dare in a crowded club. One clumsy puff of his cigarette. One choking cough that turned innocent giggles into something dangerous. Grace thought she was just playing a game with her friends. She never expected the man in the shadows, the one with the cold eyes and the lighter that flicked like a promise, would watch her every second after that. Adrian Valente doesn’t chase women. He claims them. Ruthless mafia king. Owner of the night. The kind of man who makes rooms go silent when he walks in, whose name alone is a warning carved in fear. She ran back to her table laughing. He stayed seated, cigarette forgotten, staring at the spot she’d left like she’d stolen something vital from his chest. Now he knows her name. Her laugh. The way her cheeks flush when she’s embarrassed. And Adrian Valente never forgets what belongs to him. One dare started it.One look sealed it. She has no idea the devil just decided she’s his. And devils don’t let go.

The fifth year of my husband's affair, the system that had gone silent finally reappeared, telling me that I could go home. In the final week, I stopped arguing with him. I allowed him to go out with other women and stay out all night, and let him give away the things that I treasured the most to someone else. The day I was meant to leave was our fifth wedding anniversary. He burst into the house with Ivy, knocking over the food I'd prepared and pointing a shard of broken glass at me as he pinned me down by the neck. In a fit of rage, he questioned why I hurt Ivy and the baby she was carrying. "Since when did you become this cruel? You make me sick!" I smiled, not bothering to defend myself. "I did it all, and I really am that cruel. What, did you only realize that now? "Anyway, I wish you two a long, happy life together." As he stared me down, I viciously stabbed the artery in my neck, and my life in this world was finally over.

Luna Asterbelle peacefully welcomed her wolf upon the celebration of her 18th birthday. It was what she was waiting for, knowing that her mate would come looking for her by the time that her wolf resounded within her soul. Though after five years of quietly living her life with her ambitions, it all got broken into pieces when her long time bully returned, Jerome Dawson. He kept on harassing Luna because of the fact that her whole family was the sole reason why his one and only living parent died. He hated her since they were children, and now that she’s a grown adult, Jerome wants her to pay for what her family has done. With the identity of a she-wolf, would Luna choose to stay silent or be aggressive against Jerome this time around? What would happen if Jerome realized that there’s something special about her, which he hasn’t seen from any other women that he met before? Will their red string of fate continue to play with their lives until one of them surrenders or will it lead them to a happy ending?

Three thousand years ago came the twilight of the gods. The betrayal of the Fire God reduced all civilizations to ashes, along with order itself and the glory of the divine realm. Three thousand years later, upon the new lands created by the King of the Gods, the deities were gradually reborn. The silent and ruthless King of the Gods. The beautiful and gentle Queen of Heaven. The innocent yet cruel Fire God. The endless conflicts between gods and giants, the blessings left behind for a thousand years, the memories preserved within the Hall of Valor… To me, all of it had once been nothing more than tales recorded in ancient scrolls. Even my encounter with Loki felt like a destiny long foretold. Only after becoming engaged to him did I realize that my marriage to Odin had once been the happiest time of my life— and that Loki himself had been the one who destroyed that happiness with his own hands. Had there been no memories left by the God of Love, had the war between the two tribes never begun, I would have known clearly what I was meant to do. To remain by Loki’s side. To accompany him—from rebirth… to destruction.

Dr. Adrian Foster had once walked away from a life of privilege and prestige—a life filled with influence, elite circles, and constant surveillance. Tired of the suffocating weight of status, he chose a path of quiet simplicity, leaving behind the security details and luxury convoys that followed his every move. He married into the Lane family, hoping for peace. But for three long years, he endured mistreatment, scorn, and humiliation. His wife’s family saw him as nothing more than a burden—slapped, insulted, and misunderstood at every turn. Even Lyra, the woman he loved, betrayed him. Blinded by ambition, she chased after another wealthy man, convinced that Adrian had nothing to offer—that he wasn’t worthy of her or her dreams. But the Adrian they dismissed is not the man he truly is. Now, the time has come for him to reclaim everything he once left behind. No longer hiding, no longer silent—Adrian will rise. And those who mocked him, belittled him, and cast him aside… will soon understand who he really is. They will regret underestimating him. They will witness his return. And they will kneel.