
My Stepbrother's Lust
“Fuck…please…”
He risks a nibble, sending shockwaves to my core. My back arches off the wall with a sharp moan.
His hand slides between my legs, cupping my soaking panties.
“Look how wet you are,” he whispers, “...shaking, and I haven’t even fucked you yet.”
He strokes my clit gently first, then harder. My toes curl, hair spilling into my sweaty face.
He’s breaking me, ruining me with just his tongue and fingers. I can’t speak. I can’t think. I just tremble in his arms.
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The night I caught my fiancé cheating, something in me broke.
I cried.
I screamed.
I drove — into the rain, into nowhere, into him.
Cassian Cross.
A stranger with gray eyes, a sinful mouth, and hands that made me forget my name.
One night was all it took. One reckless mistake to burn away my heartbreak.
Until he showed up at my mom’s wedding…
As my new stepbrother.
Now, Cassian won’t stop.
He corners me in hallways, whispers filth at the altar, and looks at me like he still owns my body.
But there’s one thing he didn’t tell me—
He already belongs to someone else.
A fiancée bound to him by a contract… and a secret that could destroy us both.
He’s dangerous.
He’s forbidden.
He’s promised to another.
And God help me, I still can’t stop wanting him.
قراءة
Chapter: He Chose...Me?NINA'S POV The first thing I notice when I open my eyes is that the bed is round.The second is that it definitely isn't mine. I've never slept in anything this expensive. Not until Cassian, and…oh.A headache seizes my temples at the mere thought of Axel's name, and just like that, the memories slam right through the doors in my head.With the memories comes nausea—it shoots up my throat, and I clamp a hand over my mouth, searching for a door to the bathroom, or an exit. Something.A pearly white door sits in the corner, and I don't think. Not with the sour heat clawing its way up my throat. I push the door open, gaze falling on the porcelain toilet. Fuck yes. My knees crumble to the ground as I fist my hair with my right hand and retch into the seat, eyes shut tight as I wish the thoughts into the wind. But they stay like fucking ticks, sucking my sanity even as I push off the toilet seat and flush. I tell myself that I won't stop by the mirror and stare at the monstrosity that
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Chapter: The Cross ExaminationCASSIAN'S POV I always imagined that surrender would feel noble.Turns out it mostly feels like standing in the rain while your stepsister's homicidal brother points a gun at your chest.If Nina could see me now, she'd probably call me an idiot. The worst part is that she'd be right.But did I step forward anyway? You already know the answer. I still feel his gun aimed at my chest as I walk up to the porch. It creaks under my weight, but he doesn't flinch, just stays shrouded in the darkness, gun muzzle gleaming in the faint golden light. “Move.” I release a breath and step into the golden light, eyes roaming over the very, very small apartment. The heater must be cranked high enough. That's the only explanation for the heat climbing up my back as I hear the door shut behind me, locking in the silence that stretched like a band.The apartment is rather empty, save for the small television propped in front of a peeling blue couch that I won't sit on even if he presses the gun int
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Chapter: The Last Thing I HaveCASSIAN'S POV Forty-three minutes ago, I walked away from my father, my marriage, and my inheritance. Now I’m sitting in the police station parking lot wondering if I was about to lose Nina too.It's all gone now—the ring, the company, my father… Yet somehow, sitting alone in the rain, she is still everywhere, punishing my lungs with her vanilla scent.I fear that if I breathe too hard, I might exhaust her presence, might lose everything I should spend years savoring. So I hold my breath. I do it until my lungs ache just like the rest of me, until time melts into her essence, and I find myself reaching for my phone, itching like crazy for the sound of her voice.Has she already gone too far? Was it so easy to leave me here? To not turn back until this is all that's left of her? I should have thought this through. I should have asked for a location…just this once…But this pain is for the best. It has to be. Still, I unlock my phone fourteen times before I realise that I'm staring
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Chapter: The Axel EffectNINA'S POV The first thing I realize after the gates of the Cross mansion disappear behind me is that Cassian’s heartbeat still exists beneath my fingertips—trapped inside his two black credit cards and the ghost of a goodbye I already knew would haunt me for the rest of my life.Surely this wasn't the end…nobody stops a tragically beautiful song halfway and says “end scene”.No. You sit in it. You feel it. You let it break you. Problem is, I'm already broken. So much that the tears don't even fall anymore. They just blur my vision and pool back no matter how hard I blink. The streets blur past in a halo of gold and bright red, but everything inside me just feels so cold, like I'm frozen in place and this is all just a bad dream.I shut my eyes hard and wish this nightmare into the wind, but I open them, and I'm still sitting in this fucking car, choking on leather and the last traces of his scent that my lungs refuse to let go of.Why? Why did it have to be so complicated? Why is
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Chapter: The Death of a CrossCASSIAN'S POV “ALEX!”My voice tears through the foyer, bouncing along the walls and hitting me in waves.I stomp towards the staircase just as a figure appears at the top.“Cassian?” her brows pull together. Maybe she knows too. Of course she'll know. I take the stairs two at a time, pulse pounding like a death march in my skull.“What are you doing?” Her arms cross over her chest, voice unnervingly calm despite the chaos dripping off me in rivers of blood and sweat.I don't answer.I storm past her, tunnel vision leading me down the hallway to the door holding my name carved in gold. “Cassian—”“He's in there, isn't he?” My voice comes out sharp, and I turn to Sloane who's now rubbing her arms frantically.“I don't…I…”“Sloane.”“Yes…he's there. But don't make a scene!”The hallway blurs around me as my hand clamps around the knob hard, and I shove the door open hard enough for it to slam against the wall.And there he is.Alex Cross…sitting behind his desk with one ankle restin
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Chapter: Blast RadiusCASSIAN'S POV I had spent my entire life preparing for the day Alex Cross turned on me. I just never thought that Nina would be standing in the blast radius. “He knows…I don't know how, but he knows EVERYTHING…” her voice breaks, and I feel something squeeze inside me when her eyes meet mine. “You have to do this, Cassian…your father, he—he’s—” A monster. Her breath hitches, fingers flying to her lips. I should say something, anything, but the wheels in my mind won't stop colliding, grating against my skull and sparking a sharp ache in my temples. “Cassian!” Cold fingers burn through my sleeve as she grips my arms, hazel eyes wide as they dart to the door and back to me, grip tightening. “Say something, for fucks sake!” She glances towards the door again, but I keep my jaw tight. Think, Cross. “Does he know about Vegas?” I finally ask, voice hoarse. She blinks. “What are you—” “Answer the question, Nina.” “No…but he knows about everything else after th
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A Deal With Desire
She married her childhood crush for money. Falling for him again wasn’t part of the deal.
When Adele’s mother is diagnosed with ovarian cancer, she’s left with one impossible option: marry the man she once loved in secret—or watch her world fall apart.
Julian Hawthorne, a cold billionaire with everything to lose, offers her a deal: two years of marriage, no strings attached, in exchange for enough money to save her family—and keep his manipulative ex-wife at bay while securing his dream business deal.
To him, it’s just business.
To her, it’s heartbreak waiting to happen.
But fake vows can’t hide real feelings. And when old wounds reopen and boundaries blur, Adele is no longer the quiet girl he used to ignore—she’s the woman who might just destroy his control.
Because in a game of power, secrets, and desire...
The heart never sticks to the rules.
قراءة
Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN: Deadlier Than Desire CELESTE'S POV The cell is cold. Not just physically, but spiritually, too. I sit on the hard bench, arms crossed over my chest, trying to keep myself from unraveling.Outside, my lawyer is working on bail, but inside? Inside is survival.Julian sure pulled a fast one on me. And Alex is MIA, making me the fall guy. Classic.I have to find a way out of this. Julian can't keep me locked up here forever. I'm the mother of his son. He won't do that to me.The putrid smell of urine and sweaty armpits gags me. I shift uncomfortably, aware of the beady pair of eyes on my back. Movement. Footsteps. I steel myself as the huge woman lowers herself in front of me. My eyes meet hers.She smiles with all her brown teeth.“Hi honey. You don't look like you belong here.” Yeah, no shit.I say nothing, wishing she'll just go away.She stays. “What's your name, cupcake?”I don't respond. That pisses her off.“You think you're better than me, with your fancy clothes?” Of course I'm better than her
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Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTY SIX: The Breaking Point Julian adjusts the cuff of his shirt, uneasy.He stands at the head of the conference table, Adele by his side in a crimson suit and pants. Julian's voice rings out, calm and commanding. "Our quarterly projections show a potential increase in stakeholder trust, provided we maintain our momentum in Southeast Asia. The Madrid deal is still being reviewed—"At the end of the table, Alex’s phone buzzes.At first, he ignores it. Then it buzzes again. And again. Julian nods and waves him off.Alex smiles and unlocks it. He frowns, glances at the screen, then goes still.His fingers begin to move swiftly. A second later, he looks up. His face is pale."Check Tiff’s blog," he says quietly. Loud enough for those around the table to hear.A ripple passes through the room.Phones light up. Screens open. Jaws drop.Julian's brow furrows. He glances at Alex, then slowly picks up his own phone.Silence settles like a fog.Then come the murmurs. Staggered gasps. A chair scrapes against the marble
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Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE: The Summons and the Snare.Celeste's house looks just as vain as she is. Beautiful , but haunting.Julian walks the pathway and rings the doorbell. Silence echoes through the walls.He rings again. Deja vu crawls up his spine. Celeste had rented this place right after their legal separation. The last time he rang this doorbell, she threatened to file a restraining order. He only wanted to talk to her…find out why she betrayed him.She didn't just break their marriage. She broke him. Left him empty and gasping for air.Nothing has changed around here but him. He's not here to beg.He rings the doorbell again. Hears the frantic click of heels on the marble floor. The front door swings open—Their eyes meet. She gasps. Doubles back. Julian doesn't move. She recovers quickly and blinks at him.“You could have called or something. But I suppose you like drama.” A pause. Silence hangs between them. “Wanna come in?” She mimics a sultry voice, stepping aside. He stares at her, gritting his teeth. She’s all dressed
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Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR: Whiskey, War Plans, and a Kiss.ADELE'S POV Fox wants me to model for him.I stare at the text and chew my lips. We've been texting back and forth for days. He runs a modeling agency and clothing brand. I'm gonna be a star! That is, if I agree.I don't know…I lock my screen. Roll over on my side and stare at the ceiling.Ever since mom died, the future has been bleak. I just soldier through the days and avoid Julian.Julian.I try not to think about him—what we could have been, but it's hard.I keep a straight face when I see him, but my arms ache to wrap around his solid form.I still love him. But why? He's not given me reasons to. At least not lately.He killed Shirley. I didn't get the chance to talk to her. Find out why she killed my mother. That wasn't his call. And digging up my files? He crossed a line. I still remember the judgement in his eyes…He saw a monster in me. I couldn't defend myself. I hate him for making me feel that. My nightmares are more vivid now. I always find myself in a burning roo
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Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTY THREE: The Hawthorne ScamCeleste sat rigid at the table.Sweat poured down her forehead. Alex towered over her. “...You had one job. Keep an eye on Julian. Be our ears. But you just had to screw it up. You and your sick need for attention.” He spat.Celeste tuned him out. She had bigger things to worry about.Julian was coming for blood. Leo's future hung in the balance. Soon, Alex and the others won't need her anymore. She was an appendage. A loose end. It's only a matter of time before they spill her secret.Celeste chewed her lip. Alex paced the room, gesticulating wildly. Her mind raced. She needed to do something. To prove her worth. She heard footsteps. The distinct slap of cane against marble.The double doors swung open. Cologne—sharp, commanding, pierced the air.The man stepped in. Salt and pepper hair, dark brooding eyes. He took deliberate steps towards them. His eyes fixed on Celeste.She held her breath. Shut her eyes. Swallowed a tight knot in her throat.Alex shoved his hands in his p
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Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTY TWO: Dead Women Don't SpeakADELE'S POV“My nightmares are back”I sit cross-legged on the plush sofa. My therapist nods softly and scribbles on a pad. “And how long has this been going on?” Where do I start?After the thing with Julian, my life fell apart. Celeste was gone, but that was the least of my problems. She can have Julian if she wants.It's nurse Shirley I want. My white whale. Despite my best efforts, she eludes me. It's like she disappeared.If I don't find her, my mother won't rest. I should ask Julian about this. I don't. So I dream instead.I see her—My mother. In the hospital room. In my dreams.I'm kissing her goodbye. As I turn to leave, Shirley enters. I try to save her…every time. But the door always clicks shut behind me.I always wake up tangled in the sheets, sweating. Ronnie advised me to get help. And that's what I'm doing.Therapy is horrible, by the way. What do you mean I should bare my dirty secrets and hold them up to the light? But it keeps me talking, and boy, do I have th
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After Rebirth, I Married My Ex-husband's Enemy
Calista Winslow died at the hands of the two people she trusted most—her husband, and her twin sister.
But death wasn’t the end.
She wakes up four years in the past, with every betrayal carved into her memory and one burning goal in her heart—
Revenge.
This time, she won’t be the obedient wife or the forgotten daughter. This time, she’ll be the one who destroys everything.
Her first move?
Divorcing her husband before he can destroy her, and turning to the one man powerful enough to stand against him.
Atlas Kane.
Dangerous, calculated, and unforgiving, Calista knew he was never meant to be more than a weapon.
But some things don’t stay buried—not the past… and not the feelings she thought were long gone.
Because just like fate can give a second chance at life, maybe, just maybe, love can burn from its embers too.
And while Calista is certain of the betrayal that killed her, there is one truth she cannot fully remember— the night her father died.
The past her family blames her for. A memory that refuses to stay whole.
But the closer she gets to revenge, the clearer it becomes— some truths were never meant to stay hidden.
And in this lifetime, losing her heart might be just as dangerous as losing her life.
قراءة
Chapter: I Died With Her Kiss**ATLAS**I kept my eyes on the gates long after her car disappeared, because looking away would make it real.But it was. I could cry and rage and fight and scream, but at the end of the day, I had to accept that she was gone. I almost told her I loved her, and now she was just…gone.But she would be safe. If this went wrong and I had to disappear again, she would be safe.But we were so close. God, we were so goddamn close.My gaze dropped to my hands, and I watched them vibrate with so much intensity that I felt it in my chest. My fingers curled into my palms, forming fists as I turned on my heel and walked up the short stairs to the house. Our house. An empty house. I passed through the foyer and stopped short in the open courtyard, tilting my face to the sky above, feeling the warmth of the sun on my face and listening for the echo of footsteps, or a sound. Anything?Nothing. And it sat heavy on my chest as my gaze fell on the bench by the stone sculpture. I had reminded mys
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Chapter: Sixty Seconds of Forever**CALISTA**"No." I shook my head so hard my vision blurred. “He will protect you—”"You do not get to send me away and call it PROTECTION!”“Because I cannot protect you in prison!” His voice rose, then he glanced over his shoulder again, “Jesus Christ, baby…this will not take a day? Two days?” But his voice trembled as he said those words, and I tasted his disbelief on my tongue, felt it settle in my chest like charred hope. I bit down on my lower lip, swallowing hard to fight the blur in my vision.“You do not even believe your own words…you just want to toss yourself into the eye of the storm. You are not a saviour, Atlas.”“What I am right now, is a wanted man. And I will not drag you down with me. Come,” he reached for me, and I felt his icy fingers graze my arm as I peeled away from him.“I do not want to go with Ledger…” my teeth rattled, “I do not want to go anywhere.” I want to stay here with you. Fight with you. But I saw from the set of his jaw that this was useless. H
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Chapter: Twenty Five Percent**CALISTA**The first thing I felt was panic.Not pain, not relief.Panic.I was standing at the shore again, and it was windy, sending bits of sand into my eyes, my nose, my mouth…I tasted the salty air, felt the wind billowing in my hair as the ocean heaved and receded slowly.I told myself that it was a dream, that I was safe. That the wind could not suffocate me, that this ache in my lungs was temporary.It did not stop my heart from clawing its way up my throat, or my gut from clenching as my ears pricked for the sound of running feet and lapping waves. So I shifted on my feet, feeling the sand tickling my toes as I waited for the moment my nightmare would begin.But there was only silence. The kind that settled in my bones like a silent warning…like a ticking bomb waiting to go off. Where was the screaming? The gush of water invading my lungs, the voices that pressed against my skull like weighted sacks?Wait…why was I floating? Why did the skies split open like double doors
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Chapter: A Heartbeat Away**ATLAS**The worst part about Ledger being furious was that he usually earned the right to be.For a moment, all I could do was stare at him and wonder how many different ways a man could say "I told you so" without actually saying it.There was only one. And it was quivering in his jaw.“If there is something you have to say, say it. But keep your voice down.” Calista is sleeping. He stared at me like I had dropped from an unfriendly planet. “You want me to…to keep my voice down?” His brow crooked.I felt my fists clench. “I did what you asked me to do.”That stopped him. “What I…no,” he raked his fingers through his hair, “...what I asked you to do was to do nothing.”“That is exactly what I did,” my voice lowered as I closed the distance. His shoulders hunched, green eyes boring holes into my forehead. His lips twitched.“Are you trying to manipulate me, Kane?” his voice shook, “...or was I hallucinating when I heard that you went to the Fairfax mansion?”My jaw tightened, and
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Chapter: One More Day**ATLAS**The hallway was not long enough for the amount of fear trying to claw its way out of my chest.Every second Sienna spent behind that door with Calista felt like a personal punishment from God. Like I had something so inexplicably wrong for loving another man's wife. For not reminding her to go to her check ups. For not being there when the fucking accident happened in the first place. Maybe it was punishment for not putting a hole in Merrick's face when I had the chance. I should have run that bastard over…or gone back in time to prevent him being born, if that was even remotely possible. Standing so close to him in that foyer sent so much adrenaline through my blood that I swore I would explode. I had watched him wave his hands around, act like the boss and toss the divorce papers in Calista's face, yet hitting him would have been unforgivable to her. So I stood by and said nothing, but my patience could only run for so long. He would have hit her. He would have touche
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Chapter: Hours After My Divorce**CALISTA**I kept waiting for the papers to disappear.For the ink to vanish.For someone to tell me that I had imagined the whole thing because men like Merrick Fairfax did not let go.And yet his signature stared back at me from the bottom of the page, dark and undeniable.He signed it. He looked me in the eye and swore that this was not over, but I saw it in the fading color of his bright blue eyes that he was tired. Beat up. Defeated. I barely noticed anything on the drive home, barely noticed the heat of the car, or the cold breeze when the windows came down, or the grounding warmth of Atlas's hand resting on my shoulder.Maybe I did notice everything, after all. When your nervous system is wired to feel every moment, to notice every ticking muscle, even a breakdown can be interrupted by how hard a person was breathing. Oh…that was my breathing. And Atlas was saying something, voice so soft that I barely heard it. So I forced my stiff neck to turn, and I found those soulful b
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