Walls Berasal Dari Negara

I was never supposed to exist. For eighteen years, I was a secret—hidden away, locked behind walls, known only to my family and my father’s Beta. But on the eve of my eighteenth birthday, everything changed. I felt him. My mate. The bond was undeniable, a force stronger than anything I had ever known. I confided in my sister, Camilla, expecting support. But she saw an opportunity. She wanted him for herself. By the time I found Alpha Alexander Beaumont, the betrayal was already set in stone. He was bonded to her. Heartbroken and furious, I swore she wouldn’t get away with it. But before I could uncover the truth, Camilla was murdered—and I was the one they blamed. Now, the man meant to be my mate refuses to believe me, and I am facing punishment for a crime I didn’t commit. But I am not the villain in this story. And I will prove it...

There are monsters in this world. And they used to be us. Now it's time to euthanize to survive in a hospice where Emily, a woman haunted by her past, only wants to do her job and be the best mother possible. Post-infection Chicago. Christmas. Inside The Hospice, Emily and her fellow nurses do their rounds. Here, men and women live out their final days in comfort, segregated from society, and are then humanely terminated before fate turns them into marrow-craving monsters known as ‘Smilers.’ Outside these imposing walls, rabid protesters swarm with signs, caught up in the heat of their hatred. Emily, a woman haunted by her past, only wants to do her job and be the best mother possible. But in a world where mortality means nothing, where guns are drawn in fear and nobody seems safe anymore – at what cost will this pursuit come? And through it all, the soon to be dead remain silent, ever smiling. Such is their curse. It won't be long before that snow-speckled ground will be salted by blood. ©️ Crystal Lake Publishing

King Rykerr ruled Sea Moon with power, fear, and fire. As the Alpha of the Moon Crest Pack, his strength was unmatched until the “Inferno” came. Once a year, the king loses control to a brutal mating heat. No woman ever survived it alone. To save him and the kingdom, the elders made a cruel rule: every year, ten women would be sent to his bed. Chosen for their beauty. Sacrificed for his pleasure. But then, the king grew sick. His body weakened. Magic couldn’t cure him. He needed an heir Ayla, only eighteen and the youngest daughter of Alpha Dairo, was chosen to give the king an heir. Innocent, pure, and gifted with healing, Ayla was meant to be nothing more than a tool. But fate had a different plan. Inside the palace walls, Ayla uncovered secrets too dark to stay hidden. Lies. Betrayal. Blood. Magic. And a king more broken than anyone knew. She came to heal him. He swore never to love. But their hearts had already chosen each other. This is a story of forbidden love, burning desire, revenge, and dangerous truths. Two souls that were never supposed to meet… now burning together in one destiny.

Vulnerability. That was one thing Alpha Grey Geraldson couldn't afford. Being the devil himself, who made people shiver at the mention of his name has always made him play the cards to his advantage, but then, a catastrophic run-in with the fragile Bloom Bardwell, dented his plans, when she turned out to be the one thing he never wanted, his mate. And thus, madness descended from the pit of hell, coming in the form of the cognac-eyed beauty who tore down his walls without having to try too hard.

Jacke, an archdemon and crime boss, is loyal to his family and seemingly no one else. Alexandria is the Alpha to the Wolves of La Muerte, and one of the only female Alphas known in the world of werewolves. Fate pairs these two in a way that would seem to be their undoing, with Jacke being cynical and mistrusting towards Alex's claims that he is her mate, and Alex being determined to no end other than having Jacke by her side. Will Jacke bring down his walls to let Alex in, and trust that she won't betray his faith or fall short and leave both of them in shambles?

I’d just wrapped up a short trip with my daughter, Elara. On the way back, I figured I’d swing by the Hale, our family’s casino, to check in on my son, Cassian. Maybe grab dinner together. I didn’t expect to be mistaken for his latest fling. Correction: not mistaken—accused. Violently. “You think you can just waltz in here like some queen?” she hissed. “I’m the woman Cassian loves! What kind of whore are you? And is this your bastard daughter with him?” She locked us in the basement. No phone. No light. Just concrete walls and the stench of mildew and madness. Then came the fists. She slapped me across the face—again and again—until my skin stung and my ears rang. When that didn’t satisfy her, she pulled a gun and aimed low. The bullet tore through my knee. I bit back a scream, shielding Elara with my body. “You need to die, whore,” she spat. One of her men hesitated, “We should at least tell Mr. Hale first. If we are going to kill these two in his casino.” Lila of course said no. But that man brought Cassian anyway. My son stepped into this dark little room like it was any other Tuesday—until he saw me. His whole body went still. The blood drained from his face. And then, in the smallest, most broken voice I’d ever heard from him, he whispered, “Mom? What are you doing in my basement?”

Arina De Luca is the daughter of Shadow Borne Pack Alpha. Her life was perfect until the Alpha's sudden death when she suddenly found herself treated like a slave. A seemingly unstoppable situation forces Arina to flee just as she is approaching her eighteenth birthday. For years, Lycan king Alexandre LeBlanc has been without a mate. After seeing what the bond almost did to his mother, he never had the desire to take a mate. All of that changes, however, when Arina shows up at his door asking for assistance. Both of their lives are turned upside down when fate plays a role. What secrets are hidden within the Shadowborne Pack's walls? What will Arina do when she learns the real reason for her treatment? Are Alexandre and his mate destined for each other? As secrets are unveiled, truths are revealed, and choices have devastating repercussion

Ean's face twisted with anger as he grabbed me by the arm, dragging me toward the old, rusted freezer in the corner of the warehouse. "You're going to feel what Helen felt," he spat. "Maybe that'll teach you not to mess with her." I struggled against him, panic rising in my chest. "Ean, this is insane! It was an accident! Let me explain—" He wasn’t listening. He shoved me inside the freezing metal box and slammed the door shut. The echo of the lock clicking into place made my heart pound in my ears. I banged on the door with my fists. "Ean, please! You can’t do this!" I screamed, but the sound of his footsteps grew fainter as he walked away. He left me with nothing but a single bowl of water, like I was some kind of prisoner. I slumped against the cold metal, shivering. The temperature plummeted almost instantly. The hum of the freezer kicked in, and I realized too late—it wasn’t broken like he thought. It was working, and I was trapped. My body shook uncontrollably as the cold seeped into my bones. I screamed for help until my throat was raw, clawing at the walls in desperation. My bloody handprints smeared across the icy surface, a silent plea for mercy that no one would hear. Seven days passed. When Ean finally returned, the look on his face was one of smug satisfaction. He had expected me to beg, to apologize. But when they pried open the freezer, all they found was my frozen body, stiff and silent, my suffering long over.

Two strangers, Alexandra Davis, a country girl, and Derrick Johnson, a tech billionaire have a steamy one-night stand after being drugged. The night ends up leaving the both with scars that change their lives forever. Four years later… They meet again, Alexandra with a son rocks the cold world of Derrick, their emotional walls crumble and are replaced with love without bound. This time fate’s machinery slowly unravels the playout from the night four years ago, a playout that threatens the love they have for each other. Nothing is ever as it seems…

"I should kill you, not make love to you." Alpha Xavier scoffed, his gleaming hard chest revealed through his blue shirt, "wrong, omega. We won't be making love, I will be fucking you, hard, and as for killing me, why don't you ride me to death?" *** Ophelia was sent to assassinate him, not to marry the beastly Alpha, but all she can think about when she's supposed to be getting her revenge, is having him again and again.