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“You are my stepbrother,” Viola whispered, her back pressing against the locked mahogany door. “Stepbrother.” The word left Sebastian’s lips like a curse. His shadow swallowed the room, caging her against the wood. He caught her chin, forcing her violet eyes to meet the ruthless amber of his. “A piece of paper doesn’t make us family, Dulzura,” he murmured, his thumb brushing her trembling lower lip. “It just makes you mine.” ************************************* Sebastian Cain Hierro doesn’t do romance. There are no gentle promises, no soft apologies, and absolutely no love games. A man bred in the violence of the cartel only understands one language: absolute, brutal control. For Viola, being dragged into his dark orbit is a terrifying awakening. She is a girl who only ever wanted to be cherished, suddenly trapped in a forbidden reality with a stepbrother who demands her complete surrender. Every touch behind closed doors is a sin. Every whisper is a command. Surviving him means playing by his twisted rules. She can have his protection, his heavy gaze, and his suffocating obsession—but he has made it dangerously clear that she can never, ever have his heart. But a girl like Viola doesn't know how to give her body without giving her soul. And when she inevitably pours all her desperate, unspoken love into a monster who is completely incapable of loving her back... where is her shattered heart supposed to go? *** Follow me on Instagram: @authorpria for exclusive teasers, sneak peeks, and book updates.

On her deathbed, Ellie found out that her powerful Alpha King husband, Dominic, wanted her stepsister Vivian instead of her ever since they were teenagers. Not only had he betrayed her love, but he had eagerly crowned Vivian as his Luna Queen even before her death. But fate decided to give Ellie a second chance. Reborn at eighteen, Ellie is done being the stupid girl who always chased after Dominic. However, she didn't expect that Dominic would also change, and it seems that what happened in her past life was not that simple.....

Avery watched her boyfriend Ryan cheating with her half sister Zara right in front of her eyes on the Mating Day, the day she was meant to be claimed by Ryan as his chosen mate. The worse thing is that Ryan and Zara had the right to do so, because they just found out they were fated mates. Heartbroken, Avery fleed into the forest, only to fell into the arms of a dangerous stranger whose scent triggered her mating heat. Avery believed he was a rogue, so she just wanted one night of forbidden passion in the dark and ran away the next morning without even knowing what he looked like exactly. However, after she got home, she panicked as she found out she was marked by that stranger... Avery's father threatened to kill her if she couldn't secure a husband who could accept her. Just when Avery thought no one would want a marked girl, Alpha Gideon choose her as his bride, and something about him just seemed familiar....

Three years of marriage. Three miscarriages. The day Stella Rowan lost her baby for the third time, Evan Wright was at the hospital with his sister-in-law, waiting for her to give birth to twins. When Stella walked out of the hospital, she finally made her decision. She handed her soon-to-be ex-husband a divorce agreement. “Let’s divorce. It’s for your own good.” “Divorce?” Evan scoffed. “You really think you can let go? And if you’re trying to hold on to me, don’t dress it up as doing me a favor. That fake concern is pathetic.” Stella just smiled. She didn’t argue. She turned and walked away. She really was doing it for his sake. After all, she’d found a new backer. Even though Evan sits atop Harbor City’s financial empire, he’s about to meet someone he can’t afford to cross. Once she cut ties with the past, Stella stopped pretending. One by one, her new identities came to light, leaving the Wright family completely stunned. Wasn’t she supposed to be the girl with no family backing, the easy target everyone bullied? A multinational CEO said, “Stella, get divorced already. I’ve waited long enough.” A financial tycoon declared, “Divorce. If you don’t, I’ll take the Wright family down.” An international lawyer smiled and said, “The divorce itself is easy. Stella, if you’d just look at me once, I’d have everything I need.” Evan had always believed Stella would never leave him. Not until the day he realized she had become someone far beyond his reach. In that moment, every assumption he’d ever made about her collapsed.
Mira Hale was adopted, overlooked, and a wolf girl who didn't shift on time. Damon Voss was cold, untouchable, and a vampire heir destined to rule the world his family built. When circumstances lead them into a public “fake relationship,” they must navigate one year, one deal, and a thousand eyes together. In a world where wolves hide, vampires dominate, and humans are nearly extinct, can a wolfless girl and a vampire lord navigate the rules of love and power without losing themselves?
Rosalie Russo was nineteen when one forbidden night with Aiden King, a Navy SEAL and her brother's best friend, ended in heartbreak. After dismissing her as a mistake and coldly pushing her away, Aiden shattered everything she thought they had. Two weeks later, Rosalie discovered she was pregnant and learned that Aiden had been engaged all along. Devastated, she vanished without a trace. Seven years later, Aiden found her struggling as a single mother. He never married his fiancée, and he had spent years searching for Rosalie. Now that he knew Lucy was his daughter, he was determined to bring his family back together. But Rosalie refused to surrender to the man who destroyed her. As a bitter custody battle unfolded and old desires reignited, they were forced to confront the truth: Aiden pushed her away to protect her from his demons, and Rosalie ran instead of fighting for them. Could two broken souls build something beautiful from the ruins of their past?
My husband was cheating on me with my best friend for six months. Six months of roses. Six months of 'you are my everything' while he was secretly betraying me. I trusted him with my whole heart. He handed it to her like a cheap gift. So when Dominic Ford showed up with rage in his eyes and proof in his hands, something in me snapped. And in that broken, dangerous place, a reckless idea was born. "An affair," I told him, meeting his gaze. "We give them exactly what they deserve." He studied me for a long moment. Then he nodded. "When do we start?" This was supposed to be about revenge. It was never supposed to become something more. It was never supposed to feel like home. Now our cheating spouses are on their knees, begging. But Dominic is looking at me like the plan just changed. And God help me, I don't want to walk away either. We agreed. No strings. No feelings. Just revenge. That was the deal. We lied. ___ WARNING: This story contains mature content.

Her trembling body backed away watching her predator reaching her, her lips quivered in fear keeping her shaking hand over her bandaged stomach. "P-Please," She whispered letting out a loud gasp when he grabbed her throat roughly jerking her near him, his lips touched hers freezing her shaking body on the spot. "Don't worry il mio veleno, I wouldn't let you die, we will live together like we promised. but the difference is, the once promised heaven would be a hell now!" And he didn't lie, the man who once loved her beyond him hated her with the same intensity. They were poles apart, they were not meant to be but he refused to accept the fate, he refused to let her get away from him, his hate, his vengeance. This time he will hate her with passion the same way he loved her once, but the only thing that will stay same would be. He didn't let her go before, he wouldn't let her go now. She was his venom and he has let her intoxicate him with no escape. THE SPIN OFF SINFULLY YOURS CONTAINING ACE SULLIVAN STORY. IT CAN BE READ AS STAND ALONE NO NEED TO READ SINFULLY YOURS. REMEMBER ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE THERE WILL BE GRAMMATICAL AND SPELLING ERRORS SO PARDON ME.

He taught her how to live. She taught him how to love. *** Everyone called him a monster even the people who were close to him. But I was the only one who saw the troubled man hiding demons from his past. They called him a killing machine; he took lives without a second thought. But he saved mine, he saved me. I had no idea my savior would come in the form of a scarred face, covered in tattoos, who can't—or choose not to—speak a word to me. But I decided to take a risk. I opened the cage where his demons lived and I set them free. And then... I handed my heart to the monster to do as he pleased.

She was a free bird who wanted to fly in sky like a carefree bird but now she is caged bird who was struggling to get out of that prison. she tried a lot to break this prison but her destiny was sealed with the devil who only wanted to destroy her completely without any mercy. she didn't know why she is getting this unbearable punishment????? why she was being caged??? she did know nothing. she sacrificed herself for her only family, her father. saving her father, she loose herself. A devil brutally snatched her pure identity and shoved a new tainted identity on her face. Now she was living her new tainted identity, but she wanted to run away from there where she can live with her pure identity because she hated herself and her new identity as "Mistress".

Mara Bell never imagined the man who would save her mother would be Damian Vescari—the ruthless Mafia heir she should fear. He offers her one month of his world in exchange for something she cannot afford to give: her heart. But Damian’s presence awakens a dangerous bond neither understands. With strange visions, hidden secrets, and a darkness surrounding his family begin closing in, Mara begins falling, she is faced with deciding if she is ready to accept his love and the danger that comes with it.

Lyra Wells, a fifth-grade Catholic school teacher, comes home from work to find her boyfriend being beaten to death by leather-clad, tattooed street thugs. To save his life, she rashly takes on his debt, earning a terrifying seven-day deadline to pay a lethal sum she could never afford. But before the day ends, her life takes an even darker turn when they capture her. Enter Callum Bishop. A ruthless billionaire mafia heir who accuses her of stealing from him. He has security footage to prove it—and she might have, because the woman in the footage looks exactly like her. Lyra: I have no choice but to sign my life away to a monster. I can't let my family die. But as I step into his world, the clock is ticking. He thinks I am the thief. What happens when my terrifying new husband realizes I have absolutely no idea who the girl is or what she stole? Callum: I was ready to put a bullet in the head of the person who dared to cross me. But then I saw her and something inside me shifted. She doesn't look like a criminal mastermind who bypassed a million-dollar security system I designed myself. She looks soft, terrified, and completely out of her depth. But the footage doesn't lie. On the other hand, my dying father is breathing down my neck to take a wife, and I’ll be damned if I let him choose a mafia princess for me. So, I am killing two birds with one stone. I lose the ten million dollars, and in exchange? I get a convenient bride to get my father off my back, and a captive toy to punish for daring to steal from me.

Avery fell for a quiet billionaire in Venice, only to watch his powerful family hand him to another woman. Now she must survive the whispers, the threats, and the bullets meant for her, while Luca fights to protect a love the world says should never exist. "The Price of Forever" is a heart-wrenching tale of love, loyalty and betrayal that asks how much you'd risk to keep the one person you can't live without.

"You're not the type of girl I'd usually kiss," he says, his eyes fixed on my lips. "But I'll do it anyway." Then the cocky jerk leans in and kisses me. *** He claims to like her, she claims she'd never be stupid enough to trust a bad boy with her heart. *** After the death of her best friend, Ava Jordan Hansen's main goal is to get through senior year without losing her mind. She badly wants a distraction from her dark thoughts...but is tutoring the school's bad boy the solution? Jude Walker's life has never been easy--not since he made a mistake that turned his family against him. His father cut him off at 18, and to support himself, he took up underground fighting, modelling--whatever puts a buck in his pocket. He needs a university scholarship and to fix his Math grade, he finds himself thrown together with a smartass good girl. The two seem so different at a glance--the nerdy girl with a smart mouth and the troublesome bad boy with a different girl pressed against his locker every week. But they both have their own trauma, fighting not to drown in their pain. Will they help each other survive, or will they drag each other deeper under the surface?

“Alina, you will get late for school again” I heard Dad banging on my door. “Last 10 min” I mumble, but my eyes widen. I was with Uncle Harrison. Did Dad find us? “Alina…” I opened my eyes, I was in my room and Harrison was looking at me with a warm smile wearing his signature suit. “I am taking a bath” I yelled. “Come fast, your breakfast is ready,” Dad said before leaving. “Good morning” Uncle Harrison came to bed cupping my face he kissed me. “Good morning” I whispered on his lips. “When did you bring me here,” I asked. “You were sleeping,” He said, scooping me in his arms and entering my bathroom. “This hide and seek is terrible” I sighed. “But it's fun” He chuckled. Author Note... Hello dear Readers, Meet Alina and her family. The story of love, care, romance and lots of suspense..

Story of Rose and Josheph steamy love story with taste of betrayal, Suspense and thrill. "I was waiting for this moment Princess" He whispered in my ear giving goosebumps. "D..daddy" I stuttered. "shhhhhh.. baby, you trust me right?" He asked. Mature Content This is a work of fiction. Any names or characters, businesses or places, events or incidents, are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental."

Keegan and I were a couple now. It was so different than before. I wasn’t afraid to be near him. I craved it. We hadn’t given each other our virginity yet, but I had a feeling we would before he left for school. _______________________________“Kee, I loved you then too. I never thought you would ever feel the same way about me. I hate that I never told you how I felt. We missed so much time together that we could have spent loving one another. This is seriously the sweet—-“, but before I could finish my sentence he scooped me up in his arms and kissed me slowly and methodically. His warm breath swirled around my lips. He picked me up and sat me on top of the counter top. Still kissing me, he rubbed my waist and my thighs. I grabbed the back of his hair and put my other hand on his chest. I could feel his heart beating so rapidly. Read more in this book and find out what happens with Brees and Keegan this time around. Someone new comes into their lives and shakes things up. I

Nora Browns thought she was safe. One night at St. Jude University, she witnesses a murder in a dark alley. The killer sees her too. Knox Lockwood. Campus devil by day. Ruthless biker gang leader and syndicate kingpin by night. He stalks her. Kidnaps her. Claims her as his. When Nora tries to run, he burns the world to drag her back. When a bullet finds him, she learns she’s a target too. The day her best friend puts a gun to her head, Knox pulls the trigger first. But the real nightmare starts when the truth bleeds out: Nora’s parents are the monsters. Knox’s family died because of them. Now she’s poisoned, with 20 days to live. And the only man who can save her is the one she was taught to stay away from. In a war built on blood debts, can love be the only redemption?

One house. Two identical stepbrothers. One secret that could destroy them all. When sixteen-year-old Mila Bennet is forced out of her mother's home after exposing a secret no one wanted to hear, she has nowhere left to go but to the house of her father and his new family. She expects awkward introductions, but she doesn't expect identical twin stepbrothers. Axel Carter is the school's ruthless football king—cold, untouchable, and already claimed by the queen bee, Tiffany Sinclair. Aaron Carter is his charming opposite, the golden boy who makes her feel safe in a world that has never been kind. Then, on her very first night, a stranger corners her in the dark kitchen, steals her breath with a forbidden touch, and disappears before she can discover which twin he is. As the mystery consumes her, so does an attraction she knows she should never feel. Caught between two brothers determined to claim her heart, Mila becomes the target of vicious rumors, public humiliation, and a rivalry fierce enough to tear a family—and an entire football team—apart. In a game where every choice has consequences, one wrong decision could cost her everything. And one brother will never forgive the one she chooses.

My body matured faster than most girls my age. When I turned 18, my overprotective brother worried I’d be taken advantage of, so he asked his best friend to look after me. But the first time we met, that man's eyes never left my body. After I graduated from college, he kept crossing the line, again and again. By day, he was my boss, and by night, I was his "personal assistant." For four years, we kept our affair a secret. He molded me into exactly what he liked, and the worst part? I let him. One day, his ex-fiancée came back from overseas. He slipped out of my bed in the middle of the night and rushed to the airport to pick her up. Humiliated but unwilling to let go, I followed him there, only to watch him gently stroke another woman’s hair right in front of me. He turned to me and said, "Jennifer Huckabee, four years ago, you were the one who crawled into my bed while I was drunk. The way you're behaving now… it’s really pathetic." The way he looked at her was soft, and the way he mocked me was sharp and deliberate. I suddenly realized he was right. This was meaningless. So I lowered my head, texted my brother to tell him I’d accept the Sinclair family marriage proposal, then looked up at that man and smiled. "Alright then. Goodbye."

It was our wedding anniversary when my husband's high school sweetheart posted a sonogram picture on her social media, with her captioning a public thank-you to my husband: [Thank you to the man who's been there for me for ten years, and for giving me a son.] The room spun, and anger surged through me as I quickly commented: [So, you're proud of being a homewrecker?] Almost immediately, my husband called, his voice full of rage. "How can you think such disgusting things? All I did was help her with IVF, fulfilling her dream of becoming a single mom. "And by the way, Ruby only needed one try to get pregnant, while you’ve been through three rounds with nothing. Your body is useless!" Just three days ago, he told me he was going abroad for business—ignoring my calls and messages the entire time. I thought he was just busy. However, it turned out he was with her, attending her prenatal checkup. Half an hour later, Ruby posted again, showing off a table full of delicious food. [I got tired of French food, so Ash made me all my favorite dishes. He’s the best!] I stared at the pregnancy test in my hand, the joy I had felt earlier now completely gone. After eight years of love and six years of swallowing my pride just to keep the marriage alive, I’m finally ready to let go.

“Strip off her clothes!” It never occurred to Gwen White that her husband would order a bunch of men to strip her! Throughout the ten years of crushing on him and two years of marriage, Gwen loved Jared Crawford madly, but he despised and hated her to her bones. That said, when Gwen decided to leave Jared for good, he personally brought her back from the depths of hell and begged her to start all over again...

The four of us grew up together in a group home. Once we turned eighteen, we rented an apartment. Whoever got off work first handled dinner. If one of us got sick, the other three took turns staying up to watch over them. My boyfriend, Asher Anderson, always said this was our real home. On the day we moved in, we made a pact. Every Sunday, we would sit down for dinner together as a family. Even if someone was running late, the rest of us would wait. Last year, Damon Williams’ cousin, Sloane Brooks, got kicked out by her family and crashed in our spare room for a while. The first time Sloane stayed late at her job until nine, Asher refused to let us start eating. "She just got here," Asher said, "Let's not make her walk through the door right into a finished meal." The second time, her phone died, and she didn’t stumble back until eleven. The four of us sat there starving, chewing on random snacks to keep our stomachs from growling, while the food stayed warm on the stove. Sloane’s eyes turned red, and she whispered that whenever she used to go home in the past, nobody ever waited up for her. This Sunday, I was stuck working late at the after-school center. Right before I was supposed to clock out, a kid spiked a fever, and I had to stay until their parents arrived. I dropped two separate updates in our group chat, promising I would be home by nine-forty at the absolute latest. At nine-thirty-eight, I pushed open our front door. The dining table held only four used plates and bowls. The pots in the kitchen were already washed and put away. Sloane looked slightly apologetic. "My stomach was hurting from hunger, so Asher said we should just eat. You’re not mad at me, right?" Asher reached out and took the bag from my hand. "There’s ham in the fridge. Want me to make you a sandwich?" I told him I was fine. Damon chimed in from the couch, shrugging, "You used to come home late all the time and make your own food. We figured you were used to it." I really was used to it. I couldn’t help remembering that just last month, when Sloane came back late, I had personally saved the entire plate of her favorite garlic shrimp so she would not miss out. The next day, our landlady, Mrs. Foster, dropped by to talk about renewing the lease. I told her I would not be renewing my room when the lease expired. That Sunday at dinner, they were still sitting in the living room, discussing whether they should buy a bigger dining table next month.

I seem to be born knowing how to make myself small enough for everyone else. When I was five, Mom and Dad posed for a family portrait with my younger brother, Orson Townsend, standing between them. Each of them held one of his hands, and because I was worried the picture would look too crowded, I quietly slipped behind a potted plant. The photographer counted heads three times before smiling. "What a beautiful family of three." I clapped along from behind the leaves. At my 12th birthday party, Orson claimed the slice of cake with the most frosting. Mom and Dad took one piece each, while I cleared the table and washed the plate without being asked. Mom praised me for being so considerate, and I treasured that compliment for years. After I got married, I carried the same habit into my marriage. My wife, Victoria Reed, celebrates Gavin Burton's birthday with him, goes to the movies with him, and accompanies him to the hospital. Meanwhile, I order his cake, buy their tickets, and schedule his appointments. Victoria ruffles my hair. "Don't overthink it. I've been the only person Gavin can rely on since we were kids." I smile and nod. She doesn't know I've been alone since childhood, too. One day, rain starts pouring as we leave the grocery store. A paper bag gives way, sending oranges rolling across the pavement, so I crouch down to gather them. Victoria keeps walking with the umbrella held over Gavin and never once looks back. As they move farther away, their retreating silhouettes blur into the memory of Mom and Dad holding Orson's hands all those years ago. A wave of disappointment washes over me. This time, I'm ready to make room for someone else to take my place as her husband.

In this life, I personally sever all ties with Susan Lane. While she applies to a university in the capital, I make for a military academy and cut off all contact with her. When she follows me to the military academy, I sign up for a military engineering program. I proceed to hole myself up in a military facility deep within the mountains. Before I pass away, Susan begs tearfully for me to look her way one last time. I turn a deaf ear to her plea. After completing the handover for the military engineering program, I depart from this world. Meanwhile, Susan kneels before my grave. Looking as if she's aged overnight, she asks, "Alfred Grant, why did you stop loving me?"