The House With The Clock In Its Walls

"Don't bother running. You were under my possession the moment you decided to strike my face. How very bold of you, dear." Giselle brought it upon herself when she dared lay a hand on a prominent, adored, but also feared man. She couldn't help it, since that jerk caused her to lose her takeouts. He refused to apologize; he deserved her impactful hand. But little did she know that one distressing incident would open a different path. It's a path that is dark and thorny, leading her away from her peaceful life. She would soon face a challenge she least expected. "I've been spending my nights with a-"

She opened the door, and when she stepped inside, someone else closed it behind her. She jolted. Her head spun in shock to see him standing there. Her nerves felt jittery. He couldn’t possibly kill her now, could he? “W-what do you want?” Anna stuttered. The usual smirk wasn’t on his lips as he glared at her. “One thing I hate is when things don’t go as I planned. Silly little loopholes,” he said, pushing away from the doorframe. Her heart rippled when he took a step toward her. He was tall and large—she felt like a little girl compared to him. “I will scream,” Anna breathed, cold sweat rolling down her back. He held her chin. His hold was gentle as he caressed her jawline. Anna shivered. Then his lips tilted into a smirk—not enigmatic like the ones she had usually seen. This one was… sinister. One that told her he didn’t have good plans for her. “Careful there. We wouldn’t want you ending up with a broken spinal cord now, do we?” His large palm flew to her throat, his thumb gently caressing it. Tears brimmed in her eyes. “What do you want?” Her voice came out as a low whisper. “Your body,” he deadpanned. “As manure for my apple tree.” After being thrown to the wolves by her own father, Annalisa must make the ultimate choice—follow her heart or destroy the man she’s come to love.

Allisya tidak bisa menyangka di jodohkan dengan Aris, awalnya menolak karena tidak ada perasaan pada Aris. Namun ini sangat memaksa, Allisya terpaksa menurutinya meskipun ia sudah memiliki seorang kekasih bernama Daniel. Selama Allisya mengenal Aris, rasa nyaman itu mulai ada. Aris membelanya, sekaligus menjadi penghibur saat Daniel berkali-kali menyakitinya. Apakah hati Allisya akan menentukan pilihannya? Mencintai Daniel atau Aris?

My life turned upside down when I crossed paths with the playboy heir of the most powerful Italian family, Cosimo di Maggio. Against my objections, he pulled me into his world of luxury and extravaganza, but I soon realized it wasn’t going to be a fairytale experience.

Since the first time met Wolfgang, Emily had fallen in love with him. He treated her well and was handsome and gentle, making her infatuated with him. However, he was both intimate and distant, sometimes being very friendly towards her but other times being cold and distant. But Emily wouldn’t give up, she loved him and was determined to flirt with him until she won him over. Then one day, on a full moon... she saw him transform into a... werewolf! Her destined love, Wolfgang, was a werewolf! What was Emily to do?

"I never plan of having children, let alone a pathetic mother of my child!" *** Gagawin ni Magenta ang lahat para sa inang may sakit, kahit pa ibenta maging ang kanyang kaluluwa sa demonyo. *** Because of her sick mother, Magenta has no other choice but to accept the job that she never heard of before and is offered to her. She has to work with a business magnate known in the business world as the king of investments as he owned the largest holding company in the country. A billionaire who prefers paying a woman to fill his bed in a one-month contract. And later, she had to pretend as his wife. Magenta didn't know him until she accepted the job of being his woman for a month. When she met him in person, all of a sudden, she felt reluctant to sign their contract. Brooding and mysterious, he's every inch of a dangerous man. But the thought of her mother gives her the strength to sign the contract with the devil. He is the first man she gives her innocence to. But she did not just give up her pride and dignity. She surrenders her heart, but it seems like he has no intention of taking it.

Jeff Pritchet isn’t much different from other teenage boys, with one exception. His monstrous, spider-like appearance and loner persona make him a target for bullying, when all he wants is a friend who sees beyond the surface.The unconventional pair find themselves marked for hatred, and when his bond to Aarav is threatened, Jeff discovers a sinister side he never knew he had, proving that, when pushed too far, emotions can be deadlier than venom.©️ Crystal Lake Publishing

Si Sofia Ramos lumaki sa isang orphanage. Musmos pa lamang, naintindihan niya na kung gaano kaimportante ang pera sa mundo. Kaya naman, nang makalabas na sa kinalakihang orphanage, napagpasyahan niyang makipagsapalaran sa syudad kahit ano pang trabaho ang pasukin niya. Pero isang lalaki lang pala ang mag-iiba at magaangat sa kaniya sa buhay. Sino nga ba ang lalaking ito na nagbigay ng kulay sa kaniyang walang kulay na buhay?

My husband's first love was scalded by boiling water. To punish me, he forced me into a customized steamer half my height, turned the heat to its highest setting, and sealed me inside. "I'll make you feel the pain Jessica suffered a thousand times over!" Trapped in the suffocating space, my breath came in ragged gasps. Heat seared my skin, and my body felt as though it would melt. I sobbed, begging him for mercy. "Please! I'm going to die!" But he didn't look back. Holding his beloved in his arms, he walked away. He even locked the door after he left the room. "Don't worry, you won't die. This is the only way you'll understand Jessica's pain." Despair swallowed me whole. I screamed, my voice raw, but the boiling water beneath me splashed up, scalding my skin, stealing even the strength to cry. He left the country with Jessica that same night. A week passed before he finally remembered my existence. "That wretched woman must have learned her lesson by now. Let her out." What he didn't know was that the water had long since boiled away, the heat had faded, and inside the steamer, my corpse lay rotting—swarmed with maggots.

My mother was the most renowned forensic artist, yet she refused to acknowledge me as her daughter. On my eighteenth birthday, I was kidnapped and called her for help. However, my mother replied impatiently, "Today is Angelina's birthday. Just die if you want attention that badly." Later, all the bones in my body were shattered and scattered everywhere. When my mother reconstructed my face from the bones, she lost her mind.