Tamed By The Devil Stepbrother
Tamed by the Devil Stepbrother
Nolan Carter is everything Clara Bennett despises—cocky, cruel, and sinfully irresistible. On campus, he’s the untouchable golden boy: captain of the team, the star every professor favors, and the devil every girl wants in her bed. And Nolan gives them exactly what they crave. One night. No promises. No emotions. Just filthy satisfaction. His harem of willing admirers proves he doesn’t need to lift a finger—women fall at his feet.
But behind that perfect smile hides venom. Nolan has no love for his new “family.” He hates Clara’s mother for marrying his father, and he hates Clara even more—for invading his world, stealing space in his home, and daring to defy him.
Clara isn’t like the girls who line up outside his door. She’s sharp-tongued, stubborn, and immune to his charms—or at least she pretends to be. Nolan delights in breaking her down, tormenting her with cutting remarks, cruel games, and dark whispers meant to ruin her reputation. Everywhere Clara goes, Nolan lurks—reminding her she doesn’t belong, reminding her he’s in control.
But the more he pushes, the more the lines blur. Hatred burns hot, and desire burns hotter. Clara swears she’ll never fall for him, never be just another notch in his bedpost. Nolan swears he’ll never want her, never crave the one girl who dares to fight back.
Yet temptation is a dangerous game. Because when the devil stepbrother sets his sights on you… you either burn, or you break.
And Clara is about to discover what happens when hate becomes hunger—when the boy who torments her decides she’s the only sin he can’t resist.
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Chapter: Dare you to cum.Clara's POV The morning light filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, casting a golden haze over the rumpled sheets and Nolan's sleeping form. His chest rose and fell steadily, the tattoo on his bicep—a snarling wolf he'd gotten on a whim during our last "family" vacation—flexing with each breath. I lay there, trapped under his arm, my body a map of his reclaiming: bite marks on my breasts, fingerprints bruising my hips, and that deep, satisfying ache between my legs from hours of his relentless possession. Cum still leaked from me, a sticky reminder of how he'd filled every hole, whispering "mine" like a mantra until I'd shattered beneath him.I should have hated him. Should have slipped out while he snored softly, grabbed my passport from the dresser, and vanished into Berlin's labyrinth of U-Bahn stations. But as I traced the line of his jaw with my eyes, that twisted pull in my chest tightened. Nolan wasn't just my stepbrother; he was my ruin, my addiction
Last Updated: 2025-11-04
Chapter: Don't make a scene.Clara's POVThe speedboat cut through the inky waves like a knife, the engine's roar drowning out the fading echoes of the cruise ship's horns. Salt spray stung my face, mixing with the tears I couldn't stop—tears of relief, regret, and that twisted ache Nolan always left behind. The island loomed ahead, a shadowy silhouette dotted with palm fronds and the faint glow of a private dock. No Jenna to hold my hand this time; Nolan had made sure of that, hissing threats into my ear weeks ago about inviting "that nosy bitch" to his party. I'd lied to Mom, said she was busy with finals. Now, alone in the escape I'd planned for months, the isolation hit like a gut punch. My body still thrummed from the deck orgy—pussy sore and slick from his relentless pounding, ass burning from the rough anal under the fireworks, throat raw from swallowing his cum while the group watched and cheered. Bruises bloomed everywhere: fingerprints on my hips, bite marks on my tits, a fresh hickey on my inner thigh
Last Updated: 2025-11-04
Chapter: Cum for me, Clara. Right now.Nolan's POVChaos erupted as the group dare hit—clothes flying off like confetti under the pulsing LED lights, the ocean breeze raising goosebumps on bare skin. Bryce stripped first, kicking off his shorts to reveal black boxers tented with a blatant hard-on, grinning like a fool. "Let's get this party wet!" Tessa followed, shimmying out of her bikini bottoms with a theatrical spin, leaving just a tiny gold thong that barely covered her shaved pussy. Her tits were already out from earlier, bouncing as she laughed, nipples stiff and begging for attention. Lila and Madison peeled down to matching lace panties, their asses on full display as they bent over dramatically, earning whistles from the guys. Ethan dropped trou next, his cock straining against gray briefs, a wet spot already forming at the tip. "Who's pairing with me? I bite." Rebecca stood slow, untying her red string bikini with deliberate tease—top first, letting her heavy tits spill free, then bottoms, stepping out to reveal
Last Updated: 2025-11-01
Chapter: Truth or dare, little sis?Nolan's POV I spun first, the arrow whirling like a roulette wheel before landing on Tessa. She stretched out, her bikini top straining against her tits, nipples pebbling in the breeze. "Truth," she purred, eyes locking on mine.I leaned back, smirking. "Who's the one person in this circle you'd steal for a night—and why?"Tessa's gaze slid over the group, lingering on Clara's legs before flicking to Rebecca. "Her," she said, pointing at Bec with a wicked grin. "Because I'd make her scream louder than you ever could, Nolan. Tie her up, tease her until she begs—show her what a real tongue can do." Laughter exploded, Bryce pounding the cushion. "Damn, Tessa! Shots fired!" Rebecca's smile turned brittle, her grip on my thigh tightening like a vice. "In your dreams, bitch," she shot back, but laughed it off, though I felt her nails dig in harder."Jealous, babe?" I teased Rebecca, nipping her ear. But my eyes were on Clara, watching her squirm, her thighs pressing together. Was she imagi
Last Updated: 2025-10-30
Chapter: It's not your type of game, Clara.Nolan's POV The sun dipped low on the horizon, painting the ocean in bloody streaks that matched the raw hunger churning in my gut. Twenty-one today—king of this floating empire, the *Siren’s Call*, a beast of a ship Dad had rented out like it was pocket change. The upper deck was my throne room: black-and-gold balloons twisting in the sea wind, LED lights pulsing like a heartbeat under the teak floors, and that massive champagne fountain gurgling endlessly, bubbles catching the dying light like tiny explosions. The air reeked of salt, expensive perfume, and the faint tang of sex already—trust-fund kids grinding subtly to the DJ's thumping bass, swimsuits barely containing the chaos. Fireworks were primed for later, ready to light up the international waters with my name in gold and black sparks.But all I could focus on was Clara. My stepsister. My secret obsession. She sat across from me in that sundress, the one that hugged her curves like a second skin, her legs crossed demurely
Last Updated: 2025-10-30
Chapter: It’s his big day.Clara’s POV The morning of Nolan’s twenty-first birthday hit me like a slap from the sea—sharp, salty, and unrelenting. Sunlight stabbed through the porthole of my cramped cabin, illuminating every tender spot on my body where he’d left his mark the night before. My thighs ached from being wrapped around his hips, my breasts sore from his rough grips and bites, and between my legs, a delicious throb reminded me of how he’d fucked me senseless against the bathroom counter after dinner, his cock slamming into me while the ship rocked beneath us. “You’re mine tonight, Clara,” he’d growled, his fingers tangled in my hair as he pulled my head back, exposing my throat for his teeth. “Every inch of this tight little pussy belongs to me.” I’d come twice before he finally spilled inside me, hot and deep, leaving me dripping and dazed. I showered twice, scrubbing hard under the lukewarm spray, but his scent clung to me like a second skin—musky, masculine, intoxicating. At eighteen, I should’v
Last Updated: 2025-10-30
His Omega, His Punishment
“Hate was his mask. Love was his curse.”
“She hated him for ruining her. He loved her enough to burn the world.”
She was accused of murder.
He forced her into marriage.
And in his arms, love feels like punishment.
Clara Carter thought she was nothing more than an unwanted omega—until Alpha Taehyung Blackwood dragged her into a nightmare. Blamed for her bestfriend Lisa’s death, Clara is forced into a bond she never wanted, bound to the ruthless Alpha who vows to make her life worse than hell.
Once, she had secretly loved him. Now, she fears him. His cruelty, his punishments, his merciless dominance—Clara believes the man she adored has become her devil.
But behind Taehyung’s fury lies a secret darker than blood. Lisa wasn’t Clara’s savior—she was her enemy. And Lisa’s father, the true murderer, still hunts Clara in the shadows. To protect her, Taehyung caged her, accused her, and destroyed anyone who dared to touch her. Even if it meant becoming the monster she hated.
When the truth is revealed, Clara must face the hardest choice of all: to forgive the Alpha who ruined her, or to let vengeance consume them both.
A dark tale of betrayal, obsession, and forbidden love, The Accused Luna will take you into a world where hate and desire blur, and where even the devil has a heart.
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Chapter: They're dying out there.Taehyung's POVMonths had dissolved into a suffocating blur of enforced isolation, the mansion's towering stone walls transforming from a sanctuary into a gilded prison that echoed with unspoken fears and the restless pacing of my wolf. Hang—Dad to Clara now, a bond forged in revelations and quiet moments of familial warmth—had laid down the law that very first night after we'd uncovered her true heritage. I could still feel the intensity of his grip on my shoulder in the dimly lit study, his massive frame looming like a storm cloud as he slammed his fist on the ancient oak table, the impact vibrating through the room. "She doesn't leave the pack boundaries, Taehyung," he'd snarled, his voice a low thunder laced with raw, paternal terror, his eyes—usually steady and commanding—flashing with a vulnerability that gutted me. "Not one step, not one breath of outside air until we've neutralized the threats. The enemies... they're circling, hungry for any weakness. If they learn about her—m
Last Updated: 2025-11-04
Chapter: Can you please call me Dad?Taehyung's POVThe run back home was exhilarating, our paws pounding in sync, the fading light painting the forest in hues of amber and gold. Clara's wolf form darted ahead playfully, glancing back with those piercing emerald eyes that made my heart race every time. By the time we shifted back at the edge of the mansion, laughter bubbling between us, the scent of roasting meat wafted through the air, drawing us toward Hang's cabin like a beacon. Dad had mentioned earlier that we'd all gather for dinner—nothing formal, just family, he said. But after the revelations this morning, it felt like more: a quiet celebration, a sealing of bonds.We arrived flushed and grinning, Clara's hair tousled from the wind, bits of leaves still clinging to her braid. Hang was at the fire pit outside, tending to a spit where a whole venison haunch turned slowly, its skin crackling golden-brown. The air was thick with the aroma of herbs—thyme and sage, rubbed into the meat just the way Clara loved it. Her
Last Updated: 2025-10-31
Chapter: Fine, you got me. Your favor?Taehyung's POV "It destroyed everything," Hang whispered, wiping his face roughly. "Our happy family—gone in one night. I was out on a hunt; came back to... to bodies and blood. The pack rallied, drove James out, but he swore revenge. Vowed he'd come back for what was 'his.' That's why I hid Clara. Told the world she was my niece, an orphan I'd taken in. Made her call me 'Uncle' instead of 'Dad.' Do you know how that kills me, Taehyung? Every time she says it, it's like a knife twisting in my gut. She's my blood, my last piece of her mother, and I can't even claim her openly. Can't tell her the truth—that she's not alone, not orphaned. That I love her more than life itself. But if James finds out... if he learns she's alive and thriving... he'll come for her. He's twisted, sees her as the final loose end." I felt a surge of protectiveness rise in me, my wolf stirring restlessly beneath my skin. "I won't let that happen," I said firmly, my voice steady despite the storm of emotions.
Last Updated: 2025-10-30
Chapter: I can't risk my daughter's life.Taehyung's POV I chuckled, rubbing the back of my neck, feeling the rough bark of the nearby tree under my fingertips as I tried to play it cool. The morning air was crisp, carrying the scent of pine and fresh-split wood from Hang's chopping block. "Something like that. Sir... about Clara." Hang paused mid-swing, the axe hovering for a moment before he embedded it into the stump with a solid thunk. He straightened up, wiping sweat from his brow with the back of his forearm, his broad shoulders rolling like a man who'd spent decades wrestling with the forest itself. His eyes, sharp and green just like Clara's, fixed on me with that knowing look older wolves get when they sense young blood stirring. "I need to talk to you, Taehyung. Man to man," he said, his voice gravelly from years of shouting orders in the pack's hunts. "Sure, Uncle," I replied softly, using the term out of respect, though he wasn't blood. But in our pack, family extended beyond veins—it was forged in loyalty
Last Updated: 2025-10-30
Chapter: May I have this dance, birthday girl?Taehyung's POV Time fractured. The world narrowed to just us—her emerald eyes widening in shock, a gasp escaping her lips as color flooded her face. My heart pounded like thunder, each beat echoing her name: Clara, Clara, Clara. I couldn't hold back anymore. My feet moved of their own accord, carrying me through the throng. Pack members parted, sensing the intensity, whispers rippling like waves: "Is that Taehyung? The alpha's son? He's back!" I stood before her, close enough to smell her scent—wildflowers and rain, intoxicating and familiar. Her breath hitched, tears still glistening on her lashes. Without thinking, my hand reached out, gently cupping her face, my thumb brushing away a stray tear that trailed down her cheek. Her skin was soft, warm, sending a jolt through me like lightning. "Tae," she whispered, her voice breaking on the syllable, laced with disbelief and a joy so pure it nearly undid me. "Happiest birthday, my love," I said softly, the words slipping out un
Last Updated: 2025-10-30
Chapter: Her Seventeenth birthday! Flashback: 5 Years AgoTaehyung's POVThe forest path wound like a vein through the ancient woods, each step crunching on fallen pine needles that released a sharp, resinous scent into the humid summer air. I'd been traveling for days, pushing my wolf to its limits under the guise of alpha training, but really, it was all for this—for her. Five years. Gods, it felt like an eternity carved out of my soul. The distant alphas my father had sent me to had hammered discipline into me, teaching me to wield power like a blade, to lead with iron resolve. But none of it compared to the pull I felt now, that invisible thread yanking me back to the pack grounds, back to Clara. She was turning 17 today, stepping into the full bloom of her wolf's power, and I? I was a man reborn, 22 and aching with the weight of unspoken promises.The bond hummed faintly in my chest, not yet fully ignited but teasing like a whisper on the wind. I'd felt it since we were kids, playing in the meadows—her laughter l
Last Updated: 2025-10-28
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