shadows peak

My company had arranged a wilderness survival retreat deep in the heart of Moonshadow Forest—a place where even seasoned wolves tread cautiously. That night, a sudden downpour ripped through the campsite, drenching the earth and filling the air with the thick scent of damp moss and shifting soil. I woke abruptly, the cold seeping into my bones. Instinctively, I reached out to the space beside me, seeking the warmth of my mate. Empty. A sharp pang of unease clawed at my chest. My wolf, dulled by the suppressant herbs I had taken to blend into human society, stirred restlessly. Fumbling in the darkness, I grabbed my phone and dialed Nigel. The line barely had time to connect before he emerged from the undergrowth—disheveled, breathless. His grip was iron-tight as he seized my wrist, pulling me downhill. His scent was sharp with adrenaline, but beneath it—something foreign, something wrong. We ran, my boots sinking into the mud. My keen vision caught glimpses of his rumpled clothing, the way his collar was misaligned—and the faint imprint of lips on his jaw. My pulse pounded in my ears. Betrayal. I wrenched my arm from his grasp, my claws itching to unsheathe despite the human form I forced myself to maintain. "Where were you?" My voice came out low, edged with the danger of a wolf barely leashed. The suppressants in my bloodstream faltered under the weight of my fury. The storm had driven everyone into their tents, leaving the clearing eerily silent as we reached the base of the mountain. But she was there. A woman stood beneath the flickering glow of the emergency lanterns, her hair tousled, her fingers gripping Nigel’s jacket as if it belonged to her. I knew her. The new intern. Her face held an unsettling resemblance to mine, as if the Moon Goddess herself had carved her from the shadows of my reflection. The realization struck like a silver dagger to my chest. Even the mate who had once sworn to fight the world for me had given in to betr

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

For as long as Chloe can remember, she has been nothing more than a money making machine for Alpha Nathaniel Thorn of the Blue Mountain pack. To be fair, every female is consider no more than an object and a slave. Anyone who can’t serve the Alpha in the way he wants doesn't survive for very long. Dance, strip, sleep, repeat; Chloe doesn’t know any other way of life. But that all changes the night that Lucas Wolfe turns up. Lucas Wolfe has one mission and that’s to bring Alpha Nathaniel Thorn to justice following a months long investigation into the corrupt Alpha. Using his family connections and with the backing of the International Committee for Supernaturals, Lucas is able to infiltrate the Blue Mountain pack. He finds exactly what he needs to bring the Alpha down but what he didn’t count on was finding his mate; Chloe. But something much more sinister is looming over the pack. Girls are turning up dead which initially has nothing to do with the pack or the committee until a supernatural being is found dead for humans to find, opening a can of worms no one is prepared to handle. Meanwhile, someone or something is watching Chloe from the shadows, waiting until the moment is right…

Max has never admitted to anyone that he dreams about his past, snippets of information about people he’s sure are his parents… reading him a book, raising him up in the air, calling him another name he can’t remember… They seemed happy. So why did he find himself growing up at an orphanage?Celine is always haunted by the event that changed her life forever, her sister getting taken. When her sister disappeared, she wished it had been her instead. They said she was dead, but she knew deep in her heart that her sister was still alive. Haunted by her past, she navigates her day-to-day tasks like a sleeping robot, waiting to be awakened by the right operator.Two individuals, thrown together by fate whose secrets might destroy the fabric of their existence. Will they find the love lurking in the shadows or will it remain elusive?--=--This is the second book in the Orphan Trilogy, and because Celine and Clara's stories are intertwined there may be parts that you are familiar with if you read the first book. But don't worry these are all from Max's and Celine's perspectives so you will definitely see new material.

I kissed my brother in the darkness, my brother Easton, the one who will be the future alpha of Silver Peak pack, the one who was loved me but now hates me.....

At the peak of my career, my husband slapped me in public.  With a look of disgust, he said, “Tess, you’re pathetic. You made Grace fail the class because you’re jealous. Don’t you know she’s applying for a scholarship?” Caught off guard, I stumbled and fell to the ground, clutching my stomach as pain surged through me. I knelt there, begging him to take me to the hospital.  However, all he did was swat my hand away and sneer. “Quit the act! Aren’t you just a useless woman who can’t get pregnant?” At that moment, my heart felt like it had shattered into a million pieces. It wasn’t long before bystanders intervened, insisting on taking me to the hospital. Unfortunately, it was too late to save the baby. Once the surgery was over and the reality of what had happened sank in, I turned to him and demanded a divorce.

In a world teetering between myth and reality, Everest never asked to be a savior—just as she never asked to be the destined mate of Finn, the brooding Alpha haunted by a shattered past. When an ancient prophecy ties her bloodline to unimaginable power, Everest must navigate a labyrinth of treachery, forsaken monsters, and a bond that feels more like a curse than a blessing. As dark forces rise, Finn struggles to confront his demons and accept the love he doesn’t think he deserves, even as Everest’s magic becomes the wolves’ last hope for survival. But their fragile connection is tested when a vengeful monster of legend emerges from the shadows, hellbent on annihilating their kind. With the clock ticking, Everest must embrace her destiny, heal what has been broken, and decide if love is worth risking everything—even her humanity. Bound by fate. Torn by fear. Will her light be enough to banish the darkness, or will the wolves be consumed by it forever?

Athena, a young Omega werewolf, hides in the shadows of a pack that despises females. But when the Alpha discovers her existence, she's forced to flee for her life. Captured by Dante, a Lycan prince, she expects death. Instead, a forbidden bond forms between them. A dangerous love affair with deadly secrets and mistakes. Will their love thrive or will their worlds tear them apart?

Sequel to 'Moon's Betrayal' set a month shy of the twin's eighteenth birthday. References to book one. Can be read as standalone. Follows Bellamy Carter, the Siphon who helped the Venscothi family time and again in the first book, and Kenzie Venscothi, the female twin of our favorite Krosthani trio. Kenzie has been raised believing that she has no magic or wolf which was supposedly the result of inheriting the Nokaura poison that once ravaged her mother's body. What she does not know is that this is a lie that they concocted after she was born to try and protect her from a prophecy that pits her against Asry the Nokaura King. Bellamy comes back just in time to save her before her parents do something that will unknowingly kill her. He helps her get away from the lies she has been told all these years. The truth is remarkable. She has the most powerful magic he has ever encountered. It is one reason his magic always manifested strongly around her growing up because hers was being suppressed. Their destiny brings them together in the most intimate way possible. It will irrevocably change the world of witches, a people that they belong to more than the shifter side of their hybrid DNA. Everything has a balance in their world. Strong magic comes with a weakened wolf. They are more witch than shifter. They not only have to face Asry but also have to deal with other powerful witches who want to either enslave them or destroy them. There are even more enemies lurking in the shadows just biding their time to strike. Can they protect each other while protecting everyone else as well? Can they figure out who their enemies are and stop them before it is too late?

I’m done with men! Not because I hate them, but because everyone I meet, and is just fine enough to pique my interest, I compare to him. And it ends right there and then. The ridiculous thing is that my love interest isn’t real. He is a figure that hunts my nights and brings pleasure into the few seconds that I’m captured by my sleep paralysis. I know that, and I am totally okay with it. Just as I start a new job, and my life seems to take a better turn, determined to forget the man from the shadows, I find my forbidden pleasure standing right in front of me. Suddenly my dream man wears a tailored suit and frowns at me. He is my boss. And he is very real.