moveable feast

Fire and plague. Certainly no strangers to London Town.But when legions of living dead rise from the Thames’ fetid waters to feast upon the living, the city teeters on the brink of antihalation. And while floaters seek blood, another army takes advantage of the chaos. Boiling out of their rookeries of crime, marauders swarm through London’s affluent neighborhoods looting and burning.©️ Crystal Lake Publishing

I looked at my fiancee and saw the corner of his lips, curved, and there was satisfaction in his eyes that couldn't be hidden after he had managed to push me off the cliff, letting the pack of rogues feast on me. Why? I badly wanted to open my mouth to ask him why he did this to me, but I couldn't muster the courage to ask him. It wasn't because I couldn't, rather I was afraid of hearing the cruelest words from the mouth of someone whom I loved. ~•~ Dahlia Hail was kicked out of her pack for a crime she did not commit. She became a rogue the moment she left the pack. In the forest, she happened to meet a man. They became partners in life as time passed. However, it didn't last long. Dahlia was betrayed by the man she loved. She was discarded by the man who threw her in the pit of rogue hunters, leading Dahlia to die at their hands. She thought her life was over, but the universe blessed her and gave her a second chance. In her second life, she dedicated herself to exacting her revenge, only to discover that the script was changing due to the butterfly effect. How come Kaleid became her Professor and started to approach her with the identity as her mate?

When Angeline met her mate, Stefan she thought all of her dreams came true. In the beginning, it felt like it but everything changed when Stefan's first love and Beta, Claire came back home. Angeline was slowly seeing the change in Stefan despite his possessiveness over her while keeping her at a distance that just kept on getting bigger and bigger. The last straw was when Stefan asked Angeline to prepare a feast for the pack but ordered her not to be part of it. In her frustration, Angeline left and went to the pack's orphanage near the border and set her wolf free. In the middle of her run, she met a mysterious, but handsome man who fell in love at first sight with her wolf. But because of the mood that she was in, when the guy asked for her name she gave Beta Claire's name instead of hers. Little did she know that her tactics would soon backfire on her when she met the same guy in front of Stefan's office door. It shocked her to know that her mystery guy was no other than the powerful Alpha of the North, Ethan. Ethan never spoke of how he met Angeline seeing her uneasiness, which surprises her. But Stefan on the other hand, just became overly possessive of Angeline and took her against her will telling her no one will have her but him. Waking up in shackles Angeline love for Stefan slowly turned into anger, especially after finding out his plan with his Beta. To make it worse, Angeline found out she was pregnant with Stefan's child, who was planning to throw her away the moment she gave birth. With her heart breaking, Angeline must find a way to stop them from taking her child.

"Ethan," she began, her voice wavering slightly, "I've been thinking... considering our situation, maybe it's time we end this charade." Ethan, engrossed in a book, looked up, his eyes meeting hers. "End what, Mia?" he asked, his tone gentle yet curious. "Our marriage, Ethan," Mia said, her words hanging heavy in the air. "It's not real, and we both know it. We're living a lie, and I can't keep pretending anymore." Ethan placed his book aside, his expression serious. "I understand it's not ideal, Mia. But we made a commitment to our families. We can't just throw it all away because it's difficult." "But what if there's another way?" Mia suggested, her voice gaining strength. "What if we stage a cheating scandal? "Mia, I can't agree to something like that. It's dishonest, and it would hurt both our families. I won't play a part in such a deceitful plan." **** Ethan's voice, low and filled with desire, broke the sultry silence. "You look absolutely enchanting tonight, Olivia." Olivia's eyes smoldered with seduction as she replied, "And you, Ethan, are simply irresistible. This dinner is a feast for more than just our appetites." Their hands grazed each other, sending electric pulses of desire through their bodies. Ethan leaned in closer to Olivia, his voice a seductive murmur. "I can't resist your charms, Liv. You have a way of igniting my deepest desires." Olivia's lips curved into a seductive smile as she replied, "And you, Ethan, have a magnetic pull that's impossible to resist. Our little secret is driving me wild."

When eighteen-year old Elaine narrowly escapes from getting murdered on the night of her Turning Feast, revenge is all that's on her mind. That is until the young, dashing Alpha Alexander saves her from the scene of the murder. She subsequently leaves her home pack and goes to live in Moon Stone pack with Alexander. She begins to unearth secrets about her parents' death and who their murderer is, while figuring out her feelings for her saviour. But her hopes of a forever with him is dashed when she discovers that he has a pregnant wife. Will Alexander give a happily-ever-after with his destined mate a chance, or will he choose to perform his duty to his pregnant wife instead? And when Elaine finds out that her uncle is the murderer, will she be able to finally avenge her parents? Find out in this fast-paced, adventurous book.

Dragons & Destiny were two things I never chased. Today, that changed when The Mage of Darkness' quest for power left my home, Forrest Keep in ruins. Now I'm at the mercy of a dragon that revels in War. What will it be, flame or feast? Either way, looked like I was knocking on death's door. If I survive, I will be hunted for the secret I carry. I would totally tell them...If I knew what it was. While they search for me, I must find my secret before they find us both.

On my husband's birthday, I poured my heart into preparing a feast and selecting the perfect gift. Yet, he didn't come home. Instead, I received a picture message—a snapshot of him at the hospital, standing outside the OB-GYN ward, his hand resting tenderly on his childhood crush's belly. Beneath the photo, a message read: [The best birthday gift and a symbol of our decade-long bond.] Furious, I called her. "Don't you know he's married?" Before I could say more, my husband snatched the phone and lashed out at me. "Yvonne just wanted to share the joy of becoming a mother. Why are you overreacting? "Yvonne and I have been best friends for over a decade. Your petty jealousy is disgusting!" I once believed his busyness was for our future, but now I knew—he had been busy supporting the girl of his dreams through her pregnancy. Clutching my own stomach, I bit my lip to stop the tears from falling. Ten years of love had drained away. It was time to let go.

He has made it crystal clear that I’m not to call him ‘boss’ except on certain occasions, like right now, when his dominating gaze carries a hint of playfulness. I can’t help but smile every time he gets like this, all lovey-dovey, but when he whispers in my ears asking me to go on an adventure with him, it is like an invitation to a forbidden feast and the thought sends a shiver down my spine which unlike you would think, is almost painful. Maybe this is because I have been on an adventure with him for as far as I want to recollect. My memories, if you peeked inside, would be overflowing with every moment with him, each one a brushstroke painted with his boldness and my, well, let’s call it a touch of recklessness. I now wear a souvenir, a mark etched onto my soul. It’s like a silent agreement, a reminder that our fates are tangled, intertwined like climbing vines. He’s the puppet master, my very own Mr. Strings, and every twist and turn of his whims gets woven into the fabric of my being. Maybe you find that hard to believe, like something out of a fairytale. But trust me, my darling, as I unravel the threads of our adventure, one by one, you’ll understand. With each turn and twist, you’ll find yourself hooked, a willing captive in the captivating narrative of our lives, possibly harnessed in the labyrinth of our love, where danger dances with delight, and fate is etched in the footprints of a love like no other. So buckle up, dear reader, for this isn’t a mere tale, it’s a thrill ride, a love song made of equal parts fear and freedom.

Even before marrying Wayne Cooper, I knew he had a fierce sister-in-law. He would always tell me to never get into a fight with her. After we marry, we spend Christmas Eve at his parents' house for the first time. I'm forced to bustle around in the kitchen as I prepare a feast for over a dozen people. Meanwhile, Wayne's family lounges in the living room. They chatter away while enjoying the fruits I've washed and sliced. As I place the last dish on the table, Wayne's brother and sister-in-law, Kyle Cooper and Lucy Wren, arrive. When I want to take my seat, I discover there isn't one for me. That's when Lucy snorts and says sarcastically, "I heard you're a good wife who's obedient and easygoing, Melanie. I have to say that your cooking is… mediocre, though." This infuriates me. I'm about to retort when she turns to my mother-in-law. She says, "I think you should do the cooking from now on, Gloria. Your food is delicious…"