Doors Jack Novels & Stories

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

“Now tell me, Cupcake… exactly how many inches of this Cock can you take?” I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. All I could feel was the weight of his threat and the heat of his gaze. “Say it, June. Who do you belong to?” “You,” I whispered, the lie tasting like honey. “I belong to you.” One report. That’s all it took to turn Knox Ashford from a bully into a god with a grudge. One video. That’s all he needs to keep the school’s golden girl on her knees for him. June Montgomery is a quick learner. She learned how to take him, she learned how to swallow her pride. But she never learned to handle the jealousy of a man who would rather destroy her life than see her in his brother’s arms… He calls her a snitch and a slut, but at the end of the night when the doors are locked, he only calls her one thing: Mine. Enter at your own risk. 🔥 This book is packed with raw obsession and explicit scenes in nearly every chapter.If this isn’t for you, please don’t continue. Reader discretion is advised. 🚨(85% sexual content) ⚠️

When Elara’s father is brought back to the pack lifeless, cold, defeated, her world shatters. She expects grief. Silence. Mourning. She doesn’t expect him. Ryder Thorne. The new Alpha doesn’t just rule, he owns everything in his path. Ruthless. Untouchable. Worshipped. Feared. And now… he’s her mother’s husband. To the pack, he is her guardian. Her protector. The man meant to keep her safe in a world ruled by blood and dominance. But behind closed doors, nothing about him feels safe. His gaze lingers too long. His voice drops too low. And every touch burns like something forbidden. One moment of weakness is all it takes. One brush of his hand shatters her control. One whisper pulls her closer to a line she can never uncross. He is her stepfather. He is her Alpha. He is her ruin. “Tell me to stop, little bird,” he murmurs against her skin, voice thick with promise. “And I will.” But they both know the truth. She won’t. Because some desires aren’t meant to be resisted. And some flames are worth the destruction.

Christopher Hall has a wife, an empire, and a body that has not felt anything real in years. Then Robin walks in and suddenly the powerful CEO who dominates every boardroom cannot stop imagining bending him over his desk and fucking him raw. Stolen afternoons turn into locked doors where Christopher drops to his knees and sucks Robin’s thick cock like a starving man, swallowing every drop while his own dick leaks against his expensive suit pants. The kind of desperate, consuming hunger that has him spreading Robin open and pounding deep into that tight ass until they are both shaking and covered in sweat and cum. Robin makes him feel filthy and alive in ways his carefully constructed life never could. But Christopher has been lying from the start. And when Robin finds out, he walks away. Now Christopher is standing at the only crossroads that has ever mattered. The empire his father built him, the board’s approval, the family name on every door. Or the one man who ever made him feel like himself. He was never supposed to want this badly. But some men are worth burning everything down for.

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

As the daughter of a billionaire, I grew up in a world full of luxury. But when I turned 18, I gave everything I had to my brother's best friend, Nathan Gildon. He was the one my brother trusted most, the one he personally brought up. Nathan was smart and ambitious, and when he smiled, it felt as if he was handing you the whole world. I had had a crush on him for years. Last night, I thought he finally loved me back. I thought I wasn't just the girl who snuck glances at him across crowded parties anymore. I thought I was the woman he'd bring into his future. But the next morning, I heard him on the balcony, laughing with an investor friend. "Mavis is just practice. I need some experience before I pursue Claire. Besides, her family can open a lot of doors for me." I didn't cry, question him, or explain myself. I just packed my bags and changed my college applications. One week later, I was on a plane to Eltoria. And the man who betrayed me that night? He went crazy trying to win me back.

Sofia Russo dashed into the elevator, running late for work. But as soon as the doors closed, she found herself face-to-face with the notorious mafia don, Luca Greco. Her heart raced as he pulled her closer, his smoldering gaze sending shivers down her spine. Suddenly, he whispered in her ear, "Two minutes before the elevator stops. Enough time for a quickie." Sofia was taken aback, disgusted by his brazen proposition. She tried to push him away, but he was too powerful. “Disgusting” she blurted. "Sofia Russo," the words rolled off the tongue of the infamous mafia don, Luca Greco, as he pulled her closer, his smoldering gaze locked onto hers. "Ex-husband Tony Moretti. Has a seven-year-old daughter, Isabella." Sofia's heart raced as she realized this man knew more about her than she'd ever imagined. "Give me a chance, sweetheart," Luca demanded, his voice silky smooth. "Let me take care of you and your princess." Sofia was lost in the intensity of his gaze, but she knew better than to fall for a man like him. She'd been burned before and had no intention of repeating the same mistake.

The Pentarchy famiglie forbid their heirs from marrying commoners. But Matteo Adorni loves me so deeply that he plays revolver roulette against his father just to be with me. Even as blood soaks through his shirt, he still holds me and smiles softly. He says, "Don't be afraid, Rosella. Only death can separate us." But later, he secretly sleeps with Giorgia Vitalis behind my back. When I discover this, he explains guiltily, "The price for the famiglia allowing us to stay together is for Giorgia to give birth to my heir. Please wait for me, okay?" After that, he sleeps with Giorgia 33 times, and they have a daughter. However, the heir must be a boy. So, he sleeps with Giorgia another 99 times. This time, when Giorgia becomes pregnant again, she tearfully accuses me of poisoning her unborn child. Matteo points a gun at me. "Why are you trying to kill Giorgia? Why are you trying to kill my child?" I am chained inside the Adornis' dungeon. All I can do is beg day after day. Finally, the dungeon doors open once again... This time, I will not wait for him anymore.

One lie got her the job. One secret could get her killed. Fresh out of prison, and one misstep away from being dragged back behind bars, Mercedes Connor is desperate. No one wants to hire an ex-con, no matter how qualified she is. But her best friend has a dangerous idea: ditch the Connor name, go by her mother's; Mercedes Alexander, and cheat the system just enough to survive. Re-inventing herself, she was able to get a job as the live-in nanny at the prestigious Ford Estate. But the Ford's are not just your regular wealthy family. They're powerful. And they're hiding something. ***************** Bradley Ford is cold, commanding, and dangerously irresistible. The world sees him as a tech billionaire, but behind closed doors, he's something else entirely: An Alpha werewolf, with a pack in chaos, and enemies everywhere. With threats closing in, the last thing he needs is a human nanny living under his roof. But his children chose her–and they never warm up to strangers. And for reasons he can't explain, so does his wolf. Two lives. One house full of secrets. And a forbidden attraction that could unravel both of their worlds.

My husband, Dominic Moore, insists on having his first love, Irene Cobb, at our wedding ceremony. Just when it's time for the bride to enter the hall, he suddenly asks for the ceremony to be paused for three minutes. Then, he gets off stage and pulls Irene, dressed in a white gown, out of the crowd. Right in front of all the guests, he takes her by the hand and walks her down the aisle, saying, "I promised Irene I'd walk her down the aisle someday." The tearful Irene throws herself into Dominic's arms before saying to my in-laws, "Mom, Dad. Although I won't get to be your daughter-in-law, I still want to address you as Mom and Dad just once." She turns back to Dominic and kisses him passionately. The guests exclaim in shock and whisper among themselves, eager to revel in my humiliation. However, I simply open the doors with a smile. I take off my veil and place it on Irene's head. "Why do you say you won't get to be their daughter-in-law? Since you like this cheating scumbag so much, I'll give him to you."