Chapter: Appreciation.❣️To every reader who picked up this book and followed this journey to the very end, thank you. To the darlings who stayed through every twist, flaw, fire, and redemption, your presence matters. I wrote this story with emotion, chaos, and vulnerability, not just to entertain, but to reflect pieces of love, pain, ego, and growth we often hide behind pride. If you saw yourself in these characters, even just for a moment, if you laughed, clenched your jaw, or found yourself reflecting on your own story…then this book has done its job. Thank you for reading. Thank you for feeling. This is not just The End. It’s a reminder that no man walks through fire and comes out the same. My next books are out and you're going to love it. 🔥🌹 “Claimed By The Tyrant Brother." And, " Love Thy Sister's Husband."
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Chapter: Moving On For Good. Louisa:I nodded, knowing Alex was right. But it was hard to shake off the feeling of responsibility, of wondering what could have been done differently. There's nothing I can do.It's time to move on.No more toxic people around us.I was done with humans. Only my family matters to me, right now– and forever.Then Alex's phone chimed, we both let out a synchronized groan, knowing all too well who was on the other end. It was Yolanda, the one person who could effortlessly ruin our day with a single call.Yolanda's life had taken a drastic turn for the worse after her divorce. She deserved every damn thing but her downward spiral was alarming. Her once-thriving company had been swindled out of its assets by scammers, leaving her financially ruined. To make matters worse, she had turned to drinking, and it was taking a toll on her health and relationships.Now, she was constantly reaching out to Alex, begging for help. It was a painful reminder of the sister he used to know, the one who
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Chapter: Everyone's Broken. Louisa:A MONTH LATERThe warm sunshine danced across the deck of the luxurious yacht, casting a golden glow over the gathered guests. The sound of gentle lapping of the waves against the hull and the sweet melodies of a live string quartet filled the air.I stood at the edge of the deck, my back to the sparkling turquoise ocean, as I gazed out at the sea of familiar faces. Friends and family had gathered from far and wide to celebrate this special day – my wedding day. This time, I would be surrounded by people I love. Not some oppressive evil family. Alex, dashing in his tailored tuxedo, smiled at me from across the aisle, his eyes shining with love and adoration. We were renewing our vows, reaffirming our commitment to each other after everything we had been through.As the music swelled, I took a deep breath and began my walk down the aisle, my heels clicking on the polished wood. Jade and Jasper, our little miracles, sat in the front row, beaming at me with a bouquet of flower
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Chapter: Finally Fúcking Over Louisa:"Let's start over," Jenna whispered, her voice barely audible. "We can forget everything that happened. We canbe friends again.My eyes locked onto Jenna's, and I could see the madness dancing in them. Never, never again, I screamed inwardly, helplessly. I'm never trusting her! This girl had haunted me with her name for years!! Just the name Jenna makes me go berserk – alive or dead."We were friends, Louisa. We were close. Do you remember that? Do you remember the way we used to laugh together, the way we used to share our secrets?"I nodded slowly, my mind flashing back to the good times, the happy memories. But then the dark memories surfaced and my hate returned, hotly."But then everything changed," Jenna continued, her voice cracking with emotion. "I got hurt, and I couldn't deal with the pain. I didn't know how to handle it, so I lashed out. I did terrible things, Louisa. I'm so sorry. I took your husband. I'm such a bad friend "I felt a lump form in my throat as I li
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Chapter: Madness. Louisa:My feet ached as I pushed through the tangled vines and snapped twigs, the uneven terrain threatening to send me tumbling to the ground at every step.The sun beat down upon my head, its rays filtering through the canopy above in dappled patterns.I was suffering, both physically and emotionally. The fear and anxiety that had been building inside me since I received Jenna's message had reached a boiling point, and I could feel myself teetering on the edge of panic.But I pressed on, driven by the thought of Jade's small, helpless form. I had to find her, and rescue her from Jenna's clutches. The thought of what might be happening to my baby girl was a constant, gnawing terror that propelled me forward, even as my body screamed in protest.As I walked, the trees seemed to grow closer together, casting long, ominous shadows on the ground.I suddenly stumbled, my foot catching on a hidden root, and almost fell. But I caught myself, my hands grasping at the rough bark of a nearby
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Chapter: The Message. Louisa:I stood under the warm water, my eyes closed as I let the liquid heat seep into my bones. But despite the physical comfort, my mind was a jumble of emotions. Fear, anxiety, and a deep-seated anger swirled together, making my hands shake as I washed my body.Jade, my precious baby, was gone. Taken by that monster, Jenna. I couldn't bear the thought of my child in her hands. What was she doing to her? Was she hurting her? The questions swirled in my head, making me feel sick to my stomach. Would she even kill a small child? No, of course not! She'll never try such, even if they're enemies right?As I rinsed off the soap, my mind turned to revenge. Revenge that I needed so badly. Jenna's always having the upper hand. It's so irritating!I wanted to hurt Jenna, to make her pay for what she'd done. I wanted to see her suffer, to feel the same pain and fear that I was feeling. But now, she's got to me first. Well this ends today.I stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, wrap
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Claimed By The Tyrant Brother
Delilah thought she married the perfect man.
Charming. Respectable. Devoted. But then she discovered the man she trusted was a fraud — cheating behind her back, controlling her every move, and secretly stealing from the people who once believed in him. Her marriage wasn’t love. It was a trap.
And when she lost the child she was carrying, alone, abandoned, and broken in a cold hospital bed, everything shattered.
That’s when he returned.
Thorne Weston. The estranged, adopted brother her husband never spoke of.
The boy who once made her college life hell — cruel words, wicked smirks and relentless taunts.
He's her tormentor. Her shadow. The one who looked at her like he wanted to ruin her… and maybe always did.
He disappeared after graduation. Vanished. Forgotten.
But now he’s back — colder, richer, and far more dangerous. And he’s watching her.
And when she breaks down in the hospital, barely breathing through grief, he corners her in the shadows and makes her an offer that freezes her blood — and sets her body ablaze.
“You want revenge? I want you. Be mine… and I’ll destroy him for you.”
She should scream.
She should hate him.
But hate doesn’t explain the fire curling in her belly every time he whispers her name.
Hate doesn’t make her knees tremble when he steps too close, smelling of smoke, leather, and sin.
And hate isn’t what makes her crave the rough, twisted salvation only he can give.
Because Thorne Weston is no longer a cruel boy with a chip on his shoulder.
He’s a man forged in violence. Obsessed. Possessive. Unhinged.
And he doesn’t just want her — he owns her.
Body. Soul. And every shattered piece her husband left behind.
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Chapter: ❤️Author’s Appreciation Message.❤️To every reader who stayed with Delilah and Thorne until the very last page, thank you. Thank you for feeling every heartbreak, every betrayal, every victory, and every moment of chaos with them. Thank you for screaming at their stubbornness, swooning over their intensity, and holding your breath through every twist. Writing this story has been a storm it's been dark, raw, messy, and painfully human—and knowing that you chose to walk through that storm with me means more than words can say. Your comments, your reactions, your thoughts, your patience, your love for these characters, everything kept me going on days when the story felt too heavy to carry alone. On days when it seemed like no one was reading, when the views were low, and the motivation was slipping, your support reminded me why I write. Delilah and Thorne were never meant to be simple. They were meant to feel real. And the fact that you embraced them, flaws and all, is a gift I do not take lightly. Thank you for
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Chapter: 194: The End That Feels Like Home; Until Next Time. ❤️ Delilah’s POV “Actually, let me pleasure you." A groan ripped from Thorne’s throat as my lips stretched around him. God, he was so big. The taste of him, salty and musky and uniquely Thorne, flooded my senses. I relaxed my jaw, taking him deeper until the tip hit the back of my throat, making me gag softly. His fingers threaded through my hair, not forcing, but guiding, setting a rhythm that was both demanding and reverent. “That’s it,” he rasped, his voice strained. “Take it all, Delilah. Fuck, your mouth is heaven.” Saliva dripped down my chin, a messy, erotic proof of my effort. I looked up at him through my lashes, seeing the raw hunger etched on his face, the corded muscles in his neck tight with restraint. The distant sound of the wedding band playing a cheerful tune was a bizarre soundtrack to this act of pure debauchery. His hips gave a slight, involuntary thrust and he groaned again, low and deep. “Better than any fucking wedding cake.” Before I could proc
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Chapter: 193: Obeying His Orders. 🔥🔞Delilah’s POV The champagne flute felt cool and slippery in my hand, a stark contrast to the sudden, searing heat that flared across my cheeks. Aunt Vivian was mid-sentence, regaling me with a story about her prize-winning roses, but her words blurred into a distant hum. The vibration against my thigh was a silent, seismic event. I knew. Even before I discreetly slid my clutch onto my lap and peeked inside, I knew it was him. The screen glowed: Thorne. >Come upstairs. Now. My heart skipped so violently it nearly knocked the air out of me. Heat rushed up my neck, memories sparking like wildfire, dark corridors, whispered words, the way his voice rumbled. It had been months since we’d done something reckless, something us, and the prospect of doing it nearly made me lose my mind with desire. Aunt Vivian noticed the faint tremor in my hand. “You alright, sweetheart? You look flushed.” My breath hitched. God. A flood of memories, of his hands, his mouth, the low growl of his v
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Chapter: 192: Day Made of Second Chances. Delilah’s POV The procession began. The soft murmur of the guests hushed as the bridal party moved down the aisle. Each step felt surreal—the polished wood beneath my heels, the muted smiles of friends and family. I kept my eyes straight ahead, catching fleeting glimpses of Thorne out of the corner of my vision. He gave me another sly look and a tilt of his head that made my stomach drop. I had to bite back a laugh. Finally, it was Naomi’s turn. She walked slowly, radiant even in her nerves, her hand clutching Logan’s. I couldn’t help but smile at how gentle and loving he was, squeezing her hand reassuringly. “Relax, you look amazing, but you know that, right?” he whispered, and she bit her lip, trying to hide a grin. “I do, and don’t start with the teasing!” she whispered back, though her cheeks were pink, and I could see the tremble in her lip. Awwnn, they looked so adorable together. As the priest—or officiant, I corrected myself mentally—guided them through the ceremony, I
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Chapter: 191: Ric's First Wedding Gift. Delilah’s POV (A YEAR LATER) “No! It’s not perfect!” I heard the shrill wail coming from the bride’s room and rolled my eyes. Of course. Naomi. My sweet, jittery, hormonal Naomi, five months pregnant and already unraveling at the seams. I could practically hear the chaos echoing from behind the closed door. I pushed it open and stepped in, Alaric clutched in my arms. Seven months old and already testing my patience by pulling fistfuls of my hair with each delighted squeal. “Ouch! Ric! Seriously, little man,” I groaned, trying to adjust him so he wasn’t clawing my scalp. Naomi was perched on the edge of a chair, face streaked with tears and mascara, surrounded by a dozen flustered maids attempting to calm her down, smooth out fabric, and brush her hair into something that, apparently, was impossible. “Oh, Delilah! Thank God you’re here,” Naomi gasped, clutching at me as though I held the key to her sanity. “These ladies… they don’t understand what I want! I don’t even understand
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Chapter: 190: Our Madness In The Rain. Delilah’s POV I let out a shaky laugh, the sound breaking against the rain, but it was lighter this time. My body relaxed against him, and I finally allowed myself to breathe. “I… I want to believe that,” I murmured, voice muffled against his chest. He kissed the top of my head, letting me rest there, soaking wet and trembling, but somehow safe. “You are that,” he said softly, and I could feel every word in my chest. “I’ll remind you every day if you forget. We’ll face this together. You don’t have to carry a single thing alone ever again.” The rain hammered down on us like a thousand tiny fists, drenching every inch of my body as Thorne and I hurried along the slick sidewalk. Because of the rain, the fabric clung to my skin like a second layer, translucent and revealing the outline of my hardening nipples. Water cascaded over my face, mixing with the mascara that must have been running in black streaks down my cheeks, but I didn't care. Thorne's hand gripped mine tightly
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LOVE THY SISTER'S HUSBAND
WARNING ‼️
This book delves into mature and explicit themes, including graphic sexual content, taboo relationships such as forbidden affairs and sibling rivalry-fueled obsession. The characters aren't all perfect and sunshine!
Tread carefully if these elements unsettle you, reader discretion is strongly advised. (18+)
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I’ve craved Soren my entire fucking life.
My sister knew it—knew he was my obsession, my filthy secret. But Cassidy’s always stolen everything from me. Dad’s favoritism and even the spotlight in college.
And then she framed me for something heinous, painted me as an aggressive jealous junkie, and ruined me. As if that's not enough, she walked down the aisle with him.
Now she wears his ring. She carries his children. She parades the perfect life right in front of me. And I’m supposed to smile. Pretend it doesn’t shred me apart every time I see him touch her.
But one night… one reckless, drunk scorching night after being fired…We had a nightstand. He doesn’t remember—but I do. God, I do.
And I can’t stop craving more.
Cassidy thinks she’s clever, dragging me back into her perfect little life, humiliating me, then hiring me to nanny her kids. She thinks I’m weak. But sharing a roof with Soren is pure inferno, his gaze burns trails over my curves, hatred simmering beneath raw lust. We shatter every boundary: stolen gropes in shadowed corners, frantic fucks against walls, his cock slamming into me in forbidden spots where anyone could catch us….
I know it’s depraved to lust after a taken man. Sick to yearn for your sister’s husband. Utterly taboo. But I don’t give a damn. Because for once in my life, I want to take everything from her.
Even if it destroys us all.
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Chapter: 076—The Ultimatum.RILEY..For a long, painful second, no one moved.Not me. Not Soren. And certainly not the world.My mom just stood there at the mouth of the alley, her hospital gown hidden beneath a long cardigan, her face pale and unreadable in the dim light. The shock was instant and cold — she shouldn’t have been out. She was supposed to still be at the hospital. My throat went dry, and my heart stuttered.How long has she been standing there?“Mom…” I finally whispered, my voice barely scraping through my throat. “What—what are you doing here?”She didn’t answer. She just kept staring, her eyes flicking between me and Soren, taking in everything — perhaps?I could feel Soren tense beside me, his breathing unsteady, like he was bracing for impact. My stomach twisted, a sick feeling of shame clawing at my chest.“Mom,” I tried again, stepping forward, my voice trembling. “You’re—what are you doing here? You were supposed to still be in the hospital.”She didn’t respond, just staring me at me expr
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Chapter: 075— No Place to Hide... RILEY…The kiss was devouring and it seared me to my soul. His tongue plunged into my mouth, tasting of whiskey and something uniquely, dangerously him. I kissed him back with everything I had, with all the frustration and desire and sheer madness of the night.His hand left the wall and shoved my sports bra up, my breasts spilling free into the cool night air. He broke the kiss, his dark eyes blazing as he looked down at me, pinched and exposed against the brick. “You danced for them,” he accused, his thumb brushing roughly over my nipple, sending a jolt straight to my core.“I danced for you,” I gasped, arching into his touch.His other hand yanked at the waistband of my shorts and panties, dragging them down to my knees in one impatient motion. The night air whispered over my wetness, and I shuddered. He didn’t bother with foreplay. He was beyond it. We both were.He fumbled with his own jeans, freeing his cock, hard and demanding. He hooked his hands under my thighs, lifting me
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Chapter: 074—Brawl Before the Kiss.…RILEY… “No” The word slipped out before I even realized it. My skin was still burning from Soren’s touch, but every bit of heat turned to ice the second that woman opened her mouth.Threesome? Is she sane?The woman tilted her head, giving me a look that could curdle milk. “No?” she repeated, like it was cute, like I was some child interrupting adults.She just purred, the sound grating against my raw nerves. “Come on, honey, don’t be so goddamn stiff. I know Soren.” Her eyes raked over him with a familiarity that made my skin prickle. “I know that’s exactly what he loves. And you…” She finally deigned to look at me, her gaze dismissive. “You don’t have to act territorial over something that’s already been… explored.”My stomach twisted. I looked from her to him, my heart pounding harder than I wanted to admit. “You know her?” I asked, my voice steady but my fingers curling into fists.Before Soren could answer, she laughed and it made my skin crawl. “Oh, I know him, baby. I real
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Chapter: 073— Always Loved Threesomes.RILEY…I exhaled through my nose.Well.She wasn’t wrong. This woman could see right through me.I clenched the mask. “If he recognizes me—”“That’s the bonus,” she cut in. “Or the risk. Depends how much you want him to feel something other than pain.”My stomach flipped. “No,” I muttered. “This is insane.”“Love usually is.”I laughed under my breath, sharp and humorless. Crazy things for love. Yeah. I knew that song. I’d rewritten the damn lyrics. I mean for years, I’d swallowed my feelings. Stayed silent. Protected secrets that weren’t mine. I watched my twin sleep beside the man I loved. Crazy? Please.Compared to all that, taking my clothes off under a few lights barely even registered. It wouldn’t crack the top ten things I’d already done for him. I've already crossed worse lines for love, so this felt almost tame by comparison..My breath caught. Okay. I could do this. The music was like a drug, Soren’s pain a magnet, and this mask felt like permission. A reckless, terrib
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Chapter: 072— A Bad Idea.RILEY..>>TWO HOURS LATER I quietly closed the kids’ door, my heart still pounding from the chaos of the night. Finally, Evie had drifted off mid–story, Zayden finally stopped asking why Grandma was crying, and Whitney—sweet, fragile Whitney—was asleep after I gave her the last of her medication. I stood there for a long second, watching her small chest rise and fall, willing peace to last at least for her. I was about to turn toward my room when I nearly walked straight into Soren.He was dressed again, wearing a dark shirt, jeans, keys in hand. His hair looked like he’d run his fingers through it too many times, his eyes hollow and stormy. He's going out?“Where are you going?” I asked, stopping short, my voice coming out sharper than I meant it to.He didn’t look at me at first. “Out.”“Out?” I repeated, crossing my arms. “You mean what exactly? Out for a walk, out for a drive, out to lose your mind completely—because honestly, that’s where it looks like you’re headed.”He exha
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Chapter: 071— No One's Innocent Here.RILEYYou could slice the air in that car and still not hit the bottom of the tension.No one said a word when we pulled out of the driveway. The only sound was the tires crunching over gravel, the engine humming low, and the occasional sniffle from Cassidy.Soren gripped the steering wheel so tight his knuckles had gone white, the veins in his arms flexing under the dim dashboard light. His jaw was locked, his eyes fixed straight ahead, but the way he was driving—too fast on the curves, too sharp on the turns—told me he was boiling inside.Cass sat in the front seat with her arms crossed, chin tilted stubbornly, mascara streaked like bruises under her eyes. Every few minutes she’d glance at him, like she wanted to say something but couldn’t decide whether to cry or scream.I was crammed in the backseat with the kids—Evie curled up against the door, Zayden trying to keep himself awake playing a dinosaur game on my phone. Whitney was asleep, head lolled slightly to the side, her wheelc
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