Crystal Alchemist Novels & Stories

My fated mate left the pack, heartbroken, after I rejected him. Seven years later, he returned with his new mate-to-be. By then, the pack doctor had given me my final diagnosis. "Extreme wolf spirit decay." It was irreversible. My wolf would be gone within months. My life was at its end. My fated mate, Alpha Roric, now the most powerful Alpha in North America, smirked when he saw me. I was pale and thin, leaning on my sister for support. "Ayla. Seven years, and you're too weak to even stand straight? When you rejected me, didn't you say that beta was a better match? Where is he now?" His voice dripped with hate. I just tugged on the sleeves of my coat, hiding the way my fingers trembled. A tell-tale sign of my power slipping away. "It's just a cold." Roric's gaze swept over me like ice. "In that case, you should come to my Mating Ceremony with Cressida. I'll save you the best seat." I just smiled. "I can't. I'll be going somewhere far away soon. I'm sorry." Then, pulling my sister with me, I turned and melted into the shadows.

Lisa Peterson opted out of her marriage when her husband's mistress; Marie Tanner claimed that her husband; Alexander Peterson, was responsible for her pregnancy.  She got the divorce papers but her husband refused to sign them. That cold night when her husband refused to sign the divorce papers, she was pushed out of her limit. She walked out on him and she was preyed upon.  It was the very first step that brought different people together to determine their fates. What happens when the fates of two friends are intertwined with a fraudster? Find out in this interesting novel.

Layla Dean—Twenty-Two, Smart, Witty, Sarcastic, Billionaire. Just one obstacle in the path of obtaining what she wants—Aiden Smith. By her definition, He is Satan’s reincarnate. A justifiable verdict after he crushed her best friend’s heart. Layla loathes him. Staying in the same room is nerve-racking. Now, A Million dollars is on the line if they can not work together. Within 60 days, they uncover company secrets. They clash. They struggle. They end up in each’s arms. And they finish their task. If only the tale ended there. It didn’t. How much longer will the resentment continue if they can’t keep their hands off each other? There’s Passion. Sex. Lies. Deception. Tears. All they have left is each other. But of what use is flame if everyone around them puts the fire out?

Valeria became a slave at 8 after her pack was wiped off overnight. Hard labor, starvation, and bullying became the order of her days. But the worst was the rejection and Betrayal from her own mate Magnar and then left to die. Valeria’s world shattered—until she discovered a secret power hidden inside her. A power that was linked to the Moon. A power was rumored to change the world order. It could be a blessing, or it could be a curse. The road ahead of Valeria was long and tough; Enemies and friends were equally unpredictable. How would this bruised girl survive in this cruel world? And when fate brought Magnar to her again, how would she choose? In a world where trust is a luxury and power is everything, would Valeria rise as a savior—or a force of destruction?

In the Northern Alliance, the Claiming is an ancient tradition. On a Blood Moon, an Alpha must fight his way into the Omega quarters, carry his chosen mate on his back, and break through every obstacle to seal the bond. I waited five years for Joric. Tonight, he finally breached my courtyard with his Betas. My heart raced. I was about to run to him when I heard his hushed voice. "Grab Giselle in the chaos. She’s too fragile. I won't let that tyrant Alpha claim her. As for Faelan... she’s the strongest Omega we have. Practically a warrior. She can fend for herself." His Betas exchanged uneasy looks. "Alpha, is this a good idea? You and Faelan are practically mates already. If she finds out, she’ll raise hell!" "Let her," he brushed it off. "The Claiming is pure chaos. It’s easy to grab the wrong girl. I’ll smooth things over with her later. Besides, you all know I never officially filed our mating papers with the Council. Faelan will just have to deal with it for now." Behind the door, I heard every single word. My wolf didn't let out a tragic howl. I just quietly stepped back into my room. Everyone thought I’d bare my claws and fight to the death when a different Alpha came for me. Instead, I quietly climbed onto the back of a far more powerful Alpha. I became another pack's Luna.

She rules her world,she sets the pace. Pretty poison. Driven by revenge and the never quenched hunger for blood and vengeance. She's a one woman army, and the Mafia Bosslady. But will the iron lady ever bend?

The best kind of sex is with your boyfriend's older brother. Why? It just tastes better. ~ Mia Dawson never intended to cheat, it sort of just happened. Truly, it did. Now she has to live with it. Only she's unlucky and it's not just a one-night stand. It was her boyfriend's older brother. A mistake staring right in her face. With piercing hazel eyes. The kind she never wants to look away from. It's impossible to forget it either because the night wasn't terrible. It was good. Arguably the best she's ever had. Mia may be fucked up for enjoying it, even more so for wanting another taste, but she's not going to cave. But for how long can she hold back? Especially if it was all on purpose. He knew exactly who she was. It begs the question, Why would Logan knowingly seduce his brother's girlfriend? And how far is he prepared to take it when he's smitten and hardly wants to let go.

The Water Girl is about a girl in high school that's the water girl for the high school popular football team. She gets picked on and made fun of all the time, but there is one boy that takes an interest in her. Brody likes River for who she is. He thinks she's funny, and beautiful. But the guy that's been tormenting her for years realizes he's in love with her after he broke his leg and River had to help him. who does she pick.

"Why can’t you just leave me alone?" Valentina snarled, breath hitching as she shoved against the bark of the tree behind her. He stepped closer, eyes glowing with an untamed hunger. In one swift, possessive motion, he pinned her hands above her head, his lips grazing the pulse at her neck—dangerously close to the spot only a mate should touch. “Because, little wolf,” he whispered, his voice dark velvet against her skin, “you belong to me—and I’m done pretending otherwise.” _______ Stabbed by the man she once loved and betrayed by the friend she trusted most, Valentina was reborn in the ashes of heartbreak. No longer the obedient luna of the Shadow Crust pack, she rises from the shadows to reclaim her life—and her power. But home is no longer safe. Her pack is in ruins. Her father? Bewitched by a mysterious woman named Carmella. And fate? Cruel, as always. Because waiting for her in the heart of the storm is the man she should never desire—Andres Donovan, the cold and dangerously obsessive Lycan King… and her second-chance mate. He watches her with eyes full of secrets, speaks in riddles that echo of a past she can’t remember, and touches her like he’s been starving for centuries. But as enemies close in, alliances fracture, and war brews over the divine blood flowing in her veins, Valentina must decide: Will she fight fate again… Or surrender to the one man who could ruin her—or save her?

My coming-of-age ceremony was supposed to be a celebration. My father, the Alpha of Alphas, had invited every powerful pack in the land. His goal: for me to choose a mate from the land's strongest Alphas. I chose the most powerful of them all, Alpha Lukas. But my sister Lyla, my father's bastard, was only allowed a lowly beta. She was slaughtered in the forest. After her death, Lukas and I crafted 99 soul crystals in her memory. I thought he did it for me, to honor my fallen sister. But then he killed me in battle. With his bare hands. "You bitch! If you hadn't chosen me, Lyla would have been my mate!" Only then did I learn the truth. He had only ever loved Lyla. He hated me for stealing the life that should have been hers. Those 99 soul crystals… they weren't for her memory. They were for my penance. I died in a sea of despair. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of my ceremony. Facing the most powerful Alphas in the world, I walked past them all and chose the one no one wanted. The half-breed outcast despised by all. Salome.