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Timothy; My Forbidden Temptation

Timothy; My Forbidden Temptation

He was robbed of everything—his name, his home, his future. Now he wants it all back. When Timothy’s father died, the family empire should have been his. Instead, Madison Wellman, the mistress in the shadows, emerged with forged papers, ruthless ambition, and the muscle to throw Timothy and his mother into the streets. Penniless and broken, he watched grief consume his mother until he lost her too. That day, Timothy vowed he would return. That day, he vowed Madison would pay. Fifteen years later, Timothy is no longer the boy who was cast out—he is a man of power, wealth, and deadly charm. And his revenge begins with Madison’s most vulnerable weakness— her son, Ethan. Handsome, closeted, and trapped by his mother’s control, Ethan is everything Timothy needs to destroy her from the inside. But Ethan is also something Timothy never expected, someone who awakens feelings he thought long buried. Now Timothy stands at the brink of victory with Madison’s kingdom crumbling, her deceit unraveling, and retribution stands within his grasp. But to take it, he may be compelled to sacrifice the one thing his own heart craves most Will he choose revenge… or succumb to the forbidden attraction that threatens to destroy them both.
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Chapter: Chapter 34 The Colour Blue
The drive from the cottage back to the Wellman Estate was a blur of high-speed turns and agonising questions. Every mile Ethan covered, the "home" feeling he had found in Tim’s arms evaporated, replaced by the cold, metallic taste of panic.How? The word hammered against his skull. The audit was supposed to be a ghost in the machine, a private nightmare. Now, it was a public execution. This wasn't just a debt anymore; it was a blood trail for every corporate shark and foreign investor to follow.Ethan screeched to a halt at the grand entrance, practically throwing the keys at a trembling valet before sprinting into the foyer. He didn't need to ask where his mother was—her voice was a jagged blade cutting through the expensive silence of the mansion."How did this happen, Harrison!" Madison’s scream was the sound of a wounded lioness. "We will sue them! Those bloody bankers... they are the only ones who could have leaked this!"In the centre of the gilded drawing room, Harrison stood a
Last Updated: 2026-04-07
Chapter: Chapter 33 Masked Angel
Ethan stared at him, feeling the distance grow between them even though they were still touching. He wanted more. He wanted the man who had looked at him with such passion an hour ago. But he didn't want to be the one to beg. He didn't want to push Tim away by demanding a "more" that wasn't being offered.Ethan simply nodded, his face turning back into the stoic, marble mask of the Wellman heir. "Fine."The tension from their earlier argument seemed to dissipate, replaced by the crackling warmth of the dying fire and a newfound, raw intimacy. Tim let out a long breath, his voice dropping into a playful, velvet purr."Great," Tim said, a smirk dancing on his lips. He leaned in, his eyes scanning Ethan’s face with predatory precision. "You know... it seemed to me like it was your first time. Not just with a man, but with anyone."Ethan’s gaze lowered briefly, a rare flush of heat creeping up his neck. He gave a small, vulnerable smile. "Was it that obvious?"Tim reached out, his fingers
Last Updated: 2026-03-28
Chapter: Chapter 32 A Little More
The silence of the cottage was absolute now, the heavy roar of the storm replaced by the rhythmic, melancholic drip of the receding rain against the glass. Inside, the fire had dwindled to glowing embers, casting a soft, orange warmth over the two men lying naked on the rug.Ethan lay on his back, his chest rising and falling in a slow, peaceful rhythm. He had one arm draped loosely around Timothy, a possessive yet gentle weight. Tim rested his head on Ethan’s pec, listening to the steady thrum of a heart he was supposed to break.Why do I feel so guilty? Timothy thought, his eyes tracing the sharp line of Ethan’s jaw in the shadows.The soreness in his body was a physical brand, a reminder of the "atrocity" he had just committed against his own mission. He’s just a means to an end, Timothy, he hissed at himself internally. Nothing more than a key to a safe. A pawn to destroy Madison. But as he felt the warmth of Ethan’s skin, another voice surfaced—one he tried to drown out. Then why
Last Updated: 2026-03-28
Chapter: Chapter 31 The Unravelling
The heavy cedar door clicked shut, sealing out the roar of the storm and leaving only the rhythmic drumming of rain against the vast glass panes. The foyer was dim, lit only by the flickering amber glow beckoning from the next room."Come, sit here," Ethan gestured toward the sunken living area.Timothy followed, his boots silent on the dark hardwood. He moved with a feline grace, settling onto a plush, cream-colored velvet sofa that curved toward the fireplace. The hearth was a masterpiece of black basalt, the flames dancing and casting long, trembling shadows across the room. Outside, the sky turned a violent shade of navy, the lightning illuminating the woods in rhythmic, ghostly pulses, but inside, the air began to thicken with a heat that had nothing to do with the fire.For a long minute, neither spoke. They simply stared. The sexual tension was a living thing between them—a cord stretched so tight it hummed. Timothy’s hair was damp, a stray bead of rainwater tracing the curve o
Last Updated: 2026-03-28
Chapter: Chapter 30 Something Like Love
The tension in the dining hall broke with a sound that felt like a gunshot to Ethan’s heart—the mechanical click of the call connecting."Hello? Tim Dorian here... Chloe?"Ethan’s grip on his juice glass tightened until his knuckles went white. Hearing that voice—the same voice that had hummed low in its throat against his lips only hours ago—now addressing his sister with such casual, professional distance made Ethan’s blood simmer. He picked up for her. He hasn't even looked at my text, but he picked up for her.Chloe, despite her "Diva" exterior, looked like she wanted the marble floor to swallow her whole. The embarrassment was visible, a hot flush creeping up her neck, but Madison didn't flinch. She kept gesturing with her manicured hands, her eyes wide and demanding: Speak!"He... hello, Tim," Chloe stuttered, her voice dropping into a soft, uncharacteristic shyness. "How is it going?""Very well," Tim’s voice came through the speaker, crisp and courteous. "You called?""Oh, yes
Last Updated: 2026-03-26
Chapter: Chapter 29 Something Like Love
The morning sun at the Wellman Estate didn't just rise; it performed, casting long, golden fingers across the manicured lawns and into the vaulted ceilings of the mansion.Inside her suite, Chloe Wellman stretched across her exotic queen-sized bed like a feline that had just caught the prize canary. A small, triumphant smile was plastered on her face as she replayed the highlight reel of the gala. Much hadn't happened—not as much as she’d hoped—but her skin still hummed where Tim’s hand had rested on the small of her back. She could still see the way he looked at her during the painting session, poised and intense.She giggled into her pillow, kicking her legs in a girlish, giddy frenzy that contradicted her "Ice Heiress" reputation. Standing gracefully, she glided toward the dresser where Tim’s painting sat. She picked it up, hugging the canvas dramatically to her chest."Good morning, sunshine," she whispered to the abstract bloom, giving the corner of the frame a soft, lingering ki
Last Updated: 2026-03-26
The President's Mate

The President's Mate

Sixteen years of marriage. Two children. A shared world built on lies, and now she knows. Devon never wanted this fate. Never wanted to find his mate, not when he’d already built a life with a woman he chose… And one he’s now destined to lose. When secrets unravel and truths claw their way to the surface, Eleanor doesn’t break. She burns. And Devon? He must choose between the love he built… And the soul that was never his to deny. But time is running out. The hunters are closing in, and the one who owns his heart is out there, unprotected. “You will reject him, Devon. You will renounce this bond.” “I can’t,” he says. Not now. Not ever. This isn’t just the collapse of a marriage. It’s the start of a war— Between the man he was… and the beast he cannot hide.
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Chapter: EPILOGUE: The Crimson Omen
JIMMIE POV“Clem, wait!”My lungs were on fire as I ran through the thick, mangled underbrush of the forest. The moonlight cut through the canopy in jagged flashes of silver, illuminating the back of my cousin’s head as she led the way through the ancient pines.“Come on, Jimmie! Catch me if you can!” Clem’s laughter echoed through the trees, a musical, taunting sound."This isn't funny anymore! I can’t keep up!" I screamed into the night, my heart thudding against my ribs."Don't be a chicken, Jimmie!" Her response sounded distant now, fading into the rustle of leaves and the hoot of an owl.I rolled my eyes, pushing my legs to move faster. I was so happy to see her again—to feel this carefree, even if it was just a game. I burst through the final line of trees, stumbling into a vast open space, but the laughter died in my throat. I froze.The mood had changed. The living woods were gone, replaced by a clearing thick with a dense, chilling white fog."Clem?" I called out. No response.
Last Updated: 2026-02-19
Chapter: A NOTE FROM BLISS_WRITES
DEAR WONDERFUL READERS,First and foremost, I want to say a massive THANK YOU for walking this beautiful, wild journey with me. To my dedicated readers who stayed by my side, through every twist, turn, and even my moments of inconsistency—your patience and passion kept me writing. This story belongs to you as much as it does to me.If you’ve enjoyed Devon and Jimmie’s story, please consider recommending it to your friends, family, or anyone you know who loves a story filled with heart, heat, and adventure! Your recommendations help this pack grow stronger.I am also thrilled to announce my next project: "TIMOTHY: MY FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION." I promise you a story filled with the same raw emotion, soul-shifting scenes, and intense dialogue that you’ve come to expect from my work. It is currently a work in progress, but updates will begin very shortly, and I can't wait for you to meet these new characters.As a token of my deepest appreciation for your loyalty, I have decided to make the fi
Last Updated: 2026-02-19
Chapter: Chapter 164 Wolves & Moonlights
Jimmie POVThe hum of the limo’s engine was a low, steady vibration that felt like a purr against my skin. I rested my head on Devon’s chest, the expensive wool of his suit jacket soft against my cheek, and let out a breath I felt like I’d been holding for years.I still couldn’t believe it. The summit, the sea of flashes, the way the world held its breath when Devon claimed me in front of everyone. The kisses... God, the kisses. I could still feel the phantom pressure of his lips on mine, a brand that told the world exactly who I belonged to.As the car sped through the darkened streets of Astria toward the new pack house, I let my mind wander. We had moved months ago, and Woodland was finally breathing again. It wasn't just a fortress anymore; it was a home. We’d even opened a wing for visitors—humans who wanted to see the legend for themselves. Stella had taken to her role as the pack librarian and tour guide with a grace that made the transition seamless.And the boys... my heart
Last Updated: 2026-02-19
Chapter: Chapter 163  Howls & Kisses
~~ A Month Later~~DEVON POVThe flashbulbs were a rhythmic, blinding staccato against the evening sky. A month had passed, but the world’s hunger for the truth had only grown ravenous."Mr President! Over here!""President Devon, a statement on the rumours!"The shouts of the global press corps were a wall of sound as Jimmie and I stepped out of the black armoured vehicle. I didn't let go of his hand. Not for a second. We were both dressed in perfectly tailored midnight-black suits, the fabric shimmering slightly under the heavy spotlighting of the Vahsava Summit’s grand entrance.This night had been postponed three times. First by the insurgency, then by the mourning of our fallen, and finally by the sheer logistical weight of hosting the world’s leaders in a country that had just revealed it was led by a predator. I knew why they had come. It wasn't just for trade agreements or border treaties; they wanted the "President’s Mate." They wanted to see the man who had tamed the Silver A
Last Updated: 2026-02-19
Chapter: Chapter 162 Half Of Sunrise
Devon PovThe cool evening breeze felt like a balm against the lingering heat of the day's politics. I stood at the edge of the limestone cliff, my hands shoved deep into my pockets, watching the lifeblood of my pack move below."Hey, Devon."I didn't need to turn to know it was Franco. His scent—cedarwood and rain—mixed with the mountain air as he came to stand beside me."Hey," I responded, my voice barely a ripple.My mind was still echoing with Langston’s parting shot. I could still see the way his eyes hardened as he stepped into the black armoured vehicle, the gold pipe gripped between his teeth. “Devon, remember, we don’t have time. We will be waiting for a response. Astria will be waiting.” The weight of a nation was on one side of the scale, but as I looked down at the courtyard, the other side of the scale felt infinitely heavier.The scene below was a masterpiece of serenity. The pack house, glowing with amber light from the windows, spilt out into a bustling courtyard. Mot
Last Updated: 2026-02-19
Chapter: Chapter 161 New Dawn II
Devon POv"Unauthorised?"It was Jimmie’s voice speaking now, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop ten degrees. "You dare term what we did as unauthorised?!"Rowe tried to defend herself, her hands fluttering. "That’s not what I intended to say—""That’s exactly how it sounds," Jimmie cut her off, his voice soft but like tempered steel. "Are you by any chance trying to tell us we acted irrationally? That while our son was being held and our friends were dying, we should have waited for a signature from a human court?"There was a moment of absolute silence as all eyes turned to Rowe and Langston. The Elders stood as one behind us, a wall of white silk and silent power, and Franco moved a half-step closer to my side, his hand resting visibly on his belt.Langston, ever the seasoned diplomat, felt the predatory tension thickening in the room. He knew the atmosphere had shifted against them, the scent of stagnant human fear clashing with the iron-willed resolve of the pack. He
Last Updated: 2026-02-19
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