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My Stepbrother Is My Ex

My Stepbrother Is My Ex

Four years ago, Evan Brooks walked away from Ryan Hale, the boy who was his first love, his everything after catching him in what looked like a betrayal. Shattered and humiliated, Evan swore he’d never let Ryan close again but fate doesn’t care about promises. Now, their parents’ whirlwind marriage has made them stepbrothers. The boy Evan once loved and hated is suddenly living under the same roof, looking hotter, cockier, and more untouchable than ever. Evan tells himself he’s over it. He tells himself Ryan is his past but every stare feels like a dare. Every smirk is a reminder of the nights they once burned for each other. Ryan has his own secret, he never cheated. He’s been waiting for a second chance… even if it means breaking every rule in the book. And when the truth comes out, one question will remain— Was their love always doomed, or is the real danger finally giving in?
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Chapter: Chapter 5
Evan’s POV Four years. That was how long it had been since I last saw Ryan Hale. Four years since prom night, since the kiss that tasted like forever, since the heartbreak that tasted like blood in my mouth. Now I am dragging my suitcase into a house that doesn’t feel like mine. New town, new walls, new life. And apparently, a new stepmother. I stop at the bottom of the staircase, watching a woman glide down like she owned the place. Perfectly styled hair, diamonds glinting at her neck, smile wide enough to hide secrets. “Who even is this woman?” I mutter under my breath before shooting a look at Dad. Dad smiles like I’d asked what time it was. “She’s kind, Evan. And… very rich. Rich, of course. That explains the marble tiles and gold-framed mirror in the hall. He steps forward, puffing his chest like a teenager. “We… we actually met before we moved four years ago.” My mind betrays me with a flashback. His lips pressed to mine in the shadow of the prom corridor, his
Last Updated: 2026-04-27
Chapter: Chapter 6
Ryan’s POV“Wait… your new stepbrother’s also named Evan, right?”The words don’t just land, they echo in my ear loudly ike someone just dropped a bomb in my head and walked away smiling.I go completely still. For a second, I don’t even hear the music anymore.Just that name.Evan.My grip tightens around the red cup in my hand.No.No, that’s not…“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I say slowly, my voice rough, like I’m forcing it past something stuck in my throat.Resse frowns. “What?”I shake my head, letting out a dry, disbelieving laugh. “You’re out of your mind.”He raises a brow. “Excuse me?”“There are like a million Evans out there,” I continue, talking more to myself than him now. “It’s a common name, that doesn’t mean anything.”Resse studies me, his expression shifting from confusion to something more cautious. “Ryan…”“It’s not him,” I cut in sharply.It can’t be him because if it is…I drag a hand through my hair, pacing once like I’m trying to shake the thought out of my h
Last Updated: 2026-04-25
Chapter: Chapter 4
Ryan’s POVI wake up slowly, the fluorescent lights stabbing my eyes. My head pounds, my body aches, and when I lift a hand to the back of my skull, I feel sticky blood. Pain shoots through me with every movement. I try to sit up, but the room spins, and my muscles scream in protest.The fight in the elevator comes back to me, the punches, Mason’s laughter, the way Evan’s face fell when Mason told him everything. My chest tightens just thinking about it. I hear faint sobbing somewhere down the hall. My heart jumps, that’s Evan.I force myself to push up, hands shaking on the cold floor. My vision blurs, the room tilts, but I crawl toward the bathroom door. I stumble out into the chaos of the hotel room. Pillows and clothes are scattered everywhere, the smell of cologne and something else lingering in the air. I grab my phone, fumbling to unlock it. My thumb hovers over Evan’s name, desperate.“Please… be okay,” I whisper.I call. The line rings, each second stretching into eternity th
Last Updated: 2025-09-08
Chapter: Chapter 3
Evan POVI clutch the broken hotel card in my hand, pressing the pieces together as if I can somehow mend the night. My fingers shake, heart hammering against my ribs. I refuse to believe Mason lies. I refuse to let him ruin what Ryan and I promised. I swallow hard and take a shaky breath, staring down the dimly lit corridor, listening for any sign, any sound from him then I hear it.A sound that freezes my blood.A moan, soft at first, then sharper, more deliberate. “Ohhh… ohhh… Ryan, take it easy on me… Hmmm, that was so good babe.”My hands clutch the card so hard that it bends. My pulse spikes. What the hell?I sprint toward the room, fumbling with the keycard as panic drives me forward. My fingers shake as I insert it, twisting the handle and flinging the door open.And there he is, Mason Carter half-naked on the bed, lounging like he owns the world. My stomach flips, bile rising. My mind freezes.“What the hell?” I blurt, my voice trembling. “Where is Ryan?”Mason laughs, low an
Last Updated: 2025-09-08
Chapter: Chapter 2
Ryan’s POVI adjust the cuff of my tux one last time and take a deep breath, feeling the leather of my shoes on the polished floor. The hotel key card is no longer in my pocket. I pressed it into Evan’s hand just minutes ago, a promise, a lifeline, proof that tonight is ours better than any night before.God. The look on his face when he said yes. Wide-eyed, nervous, trusting… it nearly breaks me on the spot. Evan Brooks isn’t just my boyfriend. He’s my sanity, my anchor, the one reason I survived senior year without completely losing my mind. And tonight—tonight is supposed to seal everything we’ve ever whispered in the dark, every secret we’ve tucked between us.I murmur the room number under my breath. “Room 312.” The numbers echo in the corridor, small and intimate. I press the elevator button. My reflection stares back at me in the mirrored wall, tousled blond hair, a sharp jawline, and eyes still blazing from the kiss we just shared. I look like a guy standing on the edge of hap
Last Updated: 2025-09-08
Chapter: Chapter 1
Evan’s POVThe ballroom glows under warm golden lights, bouncing off sequined gowns and sharply tailored tuxedos. Every hairpin, bracelet, and cufflink seems to catch fire, turning the room into a glittering galaxy. The DJ’s playlist flips from the newest hits to familiar throwbacks, sending a steady pulse through the air. My heart pounds in time with it, my toes tap before I even realize, and my nerves coil tighter with every bass beat. For most seniors at Brookview High, prom is a night to escape the pressures of college applications, grades, and expectations fading into the music. For me, Evan Brooks, tonight shrinks to a single focus: the boy holding me.Ryan Hale.His hands settle low on my back, steady, firm, yet warm. We move together in sync with the crowd, pressed close enough that I feel every subtle shift of his weight, every inhale and exhale. My palms rest on the broad planes of his shoulders, fingertips grazing the smooth fabric of his jacket. The warmth radiating from h
Last Updated: 2025-09-07
The Surrogate Virgin

The Surrogate Virgin

Grace Carter never imagined her desperation would lead her to sell not just her body, but a part of her soul. When she agrees to become a surrogate for a wealthy, mysterious man, Noah Bennett, she thinks it’s just business. But their arrangement spirals into a collision of secrets, passion, and betrayal as love threatens to bloom amid trauma, and enemies circle like vultures, Grace must fight to reclaim her voice, her power, and her future. In a world where power seduces and pain lingers, how far will one girl go to save the ones she loves and herself?
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Chapter: Chapter 100
The house smelled of fresh paint and pinewood, the kind of smell that promised beginnings. Light poured through the wide kitchen windows, spilling across the hardwood floors where Nova and her sister, her twin were chasing each other in circles, laughter bouncing off the walls like bells.It had only been three weeks since the courtroom, two weeks since Charleston, but it felt like an entire lifetime had shifted.We had chosen this place deliberately, not too big, not too close to the city, quiet enough that nights were filled with crickets instead of sirens. A home that was ours, not stained by Vivienne’s shadow.I leaned against the counter, coffee mug warm in my hands, watching the twins collapse into a heap of giggles on the rug. They were different, but they were whole together Nova, bold and mischievous with her sister, thoughtful, always watching first before jumping in. Two halves of a story Vivienne had tried to steal from us, now knit back together in the most ordinary, extr
Last Updated: 2025-09-03
Chapter: Chapter 99
The courthouse was still echoing in my ears, the gavel’s slam sealing Vivienne and Catherine’s fate. Life sentences, no parole, and no more shadow games. The air outside tasted cleaner than it had in months, but even as I stood there clutching Noah’s hand, I couldn’t shake the hollow ache inside.One child in my arms, the other still missing.Nova rested her cheek against my shoulder, thumb tucked in her mouth, blissfully unaware of the storm that had finally broken. I brushed her hair back, my stomach twisting. Catherine’s venomous words haunted me from the courtroom hallway: “You’ll never find her. She’s mine, not yours.”But she was wrong, she had to be.Detective Alvarez caught up with us before we reached the car, her folder pressed to her chest like something fragile. “We found something,” she said quietly, her eyes cutting toward Nova. “Can we talk inside?”Noah stiffened beside me, his grip on my hand tightening. I nodded, and we followed her back into one of the side offices,
Last Updated: 2025-09-03
Chapter: Chapter 98
The courthouse lobby was colder than I expected, all stone and steel, the kind of place designed to strip you of warmth the moment you stepped inside. My arms tightened around Nova as though my body alone could shield her from everything, the draft in the air, the stares that followed us, and the weight of what we were walking into.Noah was beside me, his hand on the small of my back. The pressure was steady, protective. He hadn’t said much since the raid on the warehouse, but he didn’t have to. Every bruise on his jaw, every shallow breath that caught in his ribs, was its own language. He was hurting, and still, he was the one holding me up.Desmond should have been here too. The ache of his absence pressed against me like a second skin. The last look he’d given me, the rasp of his voice when he’d shoved me toward safety, haunted the silence between Noah and me. He had chosen to stay behind so we could run. And now the world had shrunk to this, a courthouse, a city that suddenly fel
Last Updated: 2025-09-03
Chapter: Chapter 97
The warehouse was a hollow shell behind us, buzzing with uniforms and floodlights. Vivienne’s shrieks still rang in my ears, sharp even as the car doors slammed shut on her arrest. Catherine had gone quieter, her sobbing turning to hysterical laughter until the officers forced her into another cruiser and then there was silence.Real silence.I sat on the curb outside, Nova curled in my lap, her tiny fists clutching at my shirt. My body shook so violently I thought for a moment I might drop her, but I didn’t. I buried my face in her soft hair, breathing in her scent, letting it ground me.Across from me, Noah was bandaged, his shirt torn away where paramedics had wrapped his shoulder. His jaw was clenched tight, but his eyes never left me for once.“You’re bleeding,” I whispered, though my own arms were streaked in scratches and blood.He gave me that crooked half-smile battered, and stubborn. “You should see the other guy.”It was almost enough to make me laugh.Desmond’s name sat he
Last Updated: 2025-09-02
Chapter: Chapter 96
The sirens were close now, their wails slicing through the smoke and the crackle of fire. Red and blue strobes flickered faintly against the haze at the edge of the horizon. Vivienne’s head whipped toward the sound, her jaw tightening, her face twisting into something feral.“No,” she hissed, spitting the word like venom. “You think sirens will save you? You think the law is stronger than me?”Her voice rose, shrill, echoing across the dirt lot. “I built this family. I buried its secrets. I decide who lives and who rots!”I held Nova tighter, her small face buried against my neck. My heart hammered, but I forced my voice steady. “It’s over, Vivienne. You can’t outrun what you’ve done.”Vivienne’s laugh broke the air high, brittle, and dangerous. “You naive little girl. You think this is about outrunning?” She snapped her gaze to Catherine, who stood just behind her, eyes flicking nervously between the gun on the ground and the rising blaze. “Catherine now.”And just like that, Catheri
Last Updated: 2025-09-02
Chapter: Chapter 95
The night swallowed us whole the second the warehouse door slammed behind us. Cold air slapped my face, carrying the stench of oil and rust. My lungs burned, my legs barely remembered how to move, but Noah’s grip on my wrist was iron, dragging me forward, step after step. Nova whimpered against my chest, her tiny body trembling like she could sense what we’d left behind.Desmond.His name burned in my mind, every step away from him was an act of betrayal. I couldn’t erase the sound of his voice — Go! — or the gunfire tearing through the walls as his body shielded us. My chest cracked open with the weight of it, but Noah’s low, guttural command cut through.“Don’t look back, Grace. He wanted this, we keep moving.”The gravel lot stretched wide and dark before us, broken glass crunching under our feet. My sneakers slipped on oil stains, my arms ached from clutching Nova so tight, but there was no time to falter. Then the headlights flared.Twin beams cut through the dark, blinding, swee
Last Updated: 2025-09-02
Married To The Man Who Killed My Twin Brother

Married To The Man Who Killed My Twin Brother

Juliana Devereux only wanted revenge. Three years ago, her twin brother died in a storm of gunfire, and the last thing she saw was a man standing over his body with a gun in his hand. “Edris Veltri.” The powerful billionaire CEO of Noctis Holdings. The man she swore she would destroy. So Juliana did what nobody expected. She got close to him, close enough to earn his trust and become his wife. But on their wedding night, instead of surrendering to her new husband, Juliana buried a knife in his chest. The problem? Edris doesn't react like a guilty man. The more time Juliana spends with him, the harder it becomes to reconcile the ruthless killer she has imagined for years with the man standing before her. A man who seems determined to protect her, even when she gives him every reason not to. Juliana came for revenge. She never expected desire, temptation, and dangerous feelings to get in the way. But when buried secrets begin to surface and old wounds refuse to stay buried, Juliana is forced to question everything she thought she knew. Including the man she married. "I married you to ruin you." Edris's gaze never left hers. "Then why do you look like you're the one falling apart?" This is a dark billionaire romance filled with revenge, betrayal, obsession, buried secrets, and a love that was never supposed to happen. Will Juliana get the revenge she has spent years chasing? Or will she lose her heart to the man she swore to hate?
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Chapter: Chapter 74
For a second I thought I'd misheard him. "All of it," I said. "In my name.""Yes.""Julian, I never signed anything.""You didn't have to. The transfer only needed my signature and a witness. Dad's lawyer helped me do it quietly." He rubbed the back of his neck. "I didn't tell you because I was scared. Diggory kept pushing me to sign my share over to him, and I could see where it was going. If I held half, he could keep pressuring me. If it was already yours, I couldn't sign it away, even if he forced me to.""You put it in my name so Diggory won't threaten you to give it out," I said."Right. It was the only thing I could think of." Tears dropped from his eyes. "I thought I'd have time to explain it to you. I wanted to wait until I had proof about what he was doing, so you'd understand why.""And you didn't think about telling me, even a little?" I said. My voice rose, and I tried to bring it down. "You were afraid he might come after me, and you didn't think I should know?""I thoug
Last Updated: 2026-10-11
Chapter: Chapter 73
Diggory paid the bill without looking at it, the way he always did. He tucked his wallet away and stood up, then held my coat open for me like we were on a date."You'll hear from me soon," he said, helping me into the sleeves. "As soon as I'm sure it's safe, I'll tell you everything.""Okay," I said, and pulled the coat closed over my chest. "Thank you, Diggory. I know I keep saying it.""You never have to thank me." He rested a hand on my back as we walked through the restaurant. "Just promise you'll be careful in the meantime.""I will," I said. "I'll act normal.""That's all I need."Outside, the sun was bright, and the street was loud, and it felt wrong after that dim little room. Diggory kissed my cheek and stepped back, smiling."Get some rest, Juliana," he said. "You look like you haven't slept in days.""I haven't," I said, and managed a weak laugh. "Call me.""I will."I watched him walk to his car. He didn't look back. When he pulled away, I stood on the sidewalk for a full
Last Updated: 2026-10-11
Chapter: CHAPTER 72
The text came in at 8:14 the next morning. I was standing in Julian's tiny bathroom with a borrowed toothbrush in my mouth, wearing yesterday's clothes.⠀Diggory: Lenora's, on Hartwell Street. Private room at the back. 11:30. Come alone.⠀I read it, rinsed my mouth, and read it again. Then I carried the phone into the living room. I had fallen asleep on the couch the night before, halfway through a sentence, with my head on Julian's shoulder. Somebody had put a blanket over me. Julian was in his room now, and Edris was sitting in the armchair with his elbows on his knees, like he hadn't slept much and didn't want to say so.⠀"He sent it," I said.⠀"Let me see," Edris said, and held out his hand. I gave him my phone. He read it slowly. "Lenora's. It's a small place. I know the owner."⠀"Is that good?" I asked.⠀"It means I can have someone nearby." He handed the phone back, and his fingers brushed mine. Neither of us moved away. "I'll be parked on Hartwell. If you text me one wor
Last Updated: 2026-10-11
Chapter: CHAPTER 71
Nobody said anything for a second. Then Julian let out a long breath and leaned his head back against the couch."He asked if you were alone and didn't think twice when you said yes," Julian said. "He just believed you.""Because he thinks he knows me." I set my phone down. "He thinks I'm too scared to do anything he doesn't tell me to do.""And that's what's going to keep you safe."Edris came over and sat on the coffee table across from me, close enough that our knees almost touched. "Listen to me, Juliana. From now on, you have to be exactly who you were yesterday. Same voice, same questions. If you're nervous around me, stay nervous. If you've been angry, stay angry.""That part won't be hard," I said.One corner of his mouth moved. It wasn't quite a smile. "Good. I mean it, though. You can't pull back from Diggory, and you can't suddenly get quiet or cold with him. If he feels you slipping, he'll start wondering why.""What if he asks something I don't know how to answer?""Then
Last Updated: 2026-10-04
Chapter: CHAPTER 70
"Where are you right now?" Diggory asked. "It sounds quiet."My eyes went straight to Edris. He lifted one hand, palm down, a small, easy motion, and I forced my shoulders to drop.“At the coffee shop near the old bookstore,” I said. “I couldn’t stay at home. I just needed to get out for a bit.”“You’re there alone?”“Yeah. I wanted somewhere Edris wouldn’t think to look for me.”“Good. Stay there for now. Don’t go back to the house yet.”I heard him take a breath on the other end. There was a short pause before he spoke again.“Did you find anything else? Maybe in his study or on his phone? Anything that seemed strange?”Julian was staring at the phone in my hand as if it might bite. I turned toward the window so I couldn't see either of their faces. It was easier to lie that way."No. Edris locks everything." I let my voice go thin. "I still don't trust him, Diggory. Every time he comes near me, I think about Julian. I think about what he did to him, and I can't stop picturing it."
Last Updated: 2026-10-01
Chapter: CHAPTER 69
“The land Grandpa left us,” Julian said. “I don't mean the house. I mean everything around it. The lots too.”I frowned. “Wait! The property by the river? The same property Dad always said was basically worthless. But Nobody has used it in years.”Julian leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. “That’s what I needed people to believe. A development is going up on the east side. Roads, utilities, all of it approved. Once they finish building it, the land goes from almost nothing to more than any of us would see in ten lifetimes.""And Diggory knew.""He knew before anyone. He's been buying up the parcels around ours quietly, through other names." Julian looked at his hands. "Ours is the last piece he needs. Without it, the whole thing stalls.""Okay, but it's ours. Yours and mine." I shook my head. "What does he need me for? You were the one he was pressuring.""Because it isn't only mine, Jules. Grandpa split it between us. Half for you and half for me."I stared at him. "I n
Last Updated: 2026-10-01
Chasing My Barbarian Luna

Chasing My Barbarian Luna

Ayla grows up in the frozen North because her brother is the pack’s strongest warrior, her life is safer than it once was. Then her brother captures the commander of the Southern Pack: an arrogant Southern wolf. The prisoner is an Alpha Prince, one of the Southern Pack’s finest wolves—formidable in battle and gifted in strategy. The Northern King wants to recruit the Southern prisoner, to humiliate the South and to use his mind for conquest. Darius the Alpha Prince refuses to submit under torture. Someone advises the king to give him a wife and a child: Southern wolves value family and bloodline, and a family might become a chain strong enough to bind even the coldest wolf. Ayla’s brother gives her an aphrodisiac and orders her to take it to the prisoner. Ayla believes Darius must hate her. He refuses to look at her, and when he enjoys making love with her, he forces himself not to show it. Later, when North and South fight again, Ayla gives birth to their child in chaos. But when Darius returns South, his father demands that he prove his loyalty by killing his biological child. Darius obeys, and Ayla believes he has thrown their child to its death rather than betray the South. Five years later, Darius becomes the Southern Alpha, but he still remembers the three years he spent imprisoned in the North—and the barbarian woman who once pinned him to a bed, determined to have his children. When war breaks out, Darius leads Southern warriors north and wins a victory. He sees Ayla again. He expects revenge, only to find that she appears to have married another wolf and has a child. He takes her back to the Southern Pack. This time, she is his prisoner.
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Chapter: Chapter 38
Ayla’s PovI sat there for a long time without moving.The cup stayed in my hands, and the water grew cold. All around me, the army was moving. Carts creaked, and somebody up ahead was whistling off-key. I barely heard any of it. I stared at the cart in front of me, where a sack of grain had a hole in it and a thin line of white was spilling onto the snow. I couldn't think about anything else but the baby.I said the word “Baby” in my head a few times. It didn't feel real. It felt like a word from someone else's life. The King had wanted this. I kept coming back to that. He had stood in his hall and said it in front of everyone, like he was ordering supplies. I was to stay with the prince until I had a child. Everyone had been waiting for it, and now it had probably happened, but Darius still didn't know.I tried to picture his face when I told him, but I couldn't. Maybe he'd be surprised and angry, or he'd probably go blank, the way he did when something caught him off guard. I had n
Last Updated: 2026-10-11
Chapter: Chapter 37
Ayla’s PovHe went.I sat on the cart for a while after he left. The old warrior came over and handed me a cup of water without saying anything, and then went back to his post a few steps away. I held the cup in both hands and sipped slowly. The water was cold and tasted like metal. The sick feeling hadn't gone away. It had just gotten quieter, a dull ache low in my stomach. I thought about the porridge, the dried meat and the cold. I'd gone over that same list all night. None of it fit anymore. Strong smells turned my stomach. Food I normally liked made me look away. And I was tired in a heavy, strange way that sleep hadn't fixed.I turned the cup in my hands. Something else was there, and I had been trying not to think about it for two days.The King had given his order the day he told me to pack to Darius's tent. I was to stay with him until I gave the King a child. I remembered it clearly. I had stood in his hall while he said it like he was talking about a load of grain. Then I h
Last Updated: 2026-10-10
Chapter: Chapter 36
Ayla’s PovI made it to the rocks just in time. I got behind the biggest one, where the campfires couldn't reach, and dropped onto my knees in the snow. My stomach turned over. I put one hand flat against the stone, bent forward, and waited. For a second nothing happened. Then the vomit came up all at once, and I was sick into the snow with my eyes shut and my hair falling in my face. It went on longer than I wanted. When it finally stopped, I stayed where I was, breathing through my mouth. The snow was cold against my palms, and my throat burned. I wiped my lips on the edge of my sleeve and told myself it was over, but it wasn't. A new wave started a moment later, and I bent over again.I was so annoyed. That was the strange part. I should have been scared, or at least worried. Instead, I just felt irritated, the way you do when a door sticks or a shoe pinches. Everyone else in that camp had real problems. People had died that morning. Twenty-three of them, and almost forty hurt, and
Last Updated: 2026-10-10
Chapter: Chapter 35
Darius’s PovI went back to the field.The valley looked different in daylight. It had been white. Now it was churned brown and red, with wreckage in every direction. Two carts had overturned. One of them had burst, and sacks of grain spilled across the ice. A horse was down near the stream, and a boy was kneeling beside it with his hand on its neck. Men were walking slowly, in twos and threes, picking up the wounded and laying out the dead along the edge of the field.Magnar was near the center of the line, still on his feet. He had a long cut down his left arm, and he was carrying a young warrior over his shoulder, a boy whose leg was twisted wrong. He saw me and stopped."Where is she?" he asked."Behind the third wagon. Your sister is fine. She's just shaken.""Was she hurt?""Not badly, but she cut one of the enemies with a knife."Something went across Magnar's face. He didn't say anything. He shifted the boy on his shoulder and nodded once, and then he went on toward the carts.
Last Updated: 2026-10-09
Chapter: Chapter 34
Darius’s PovThe slope was steeper than it looked. My horse took it at a run, half sliding, and I leaned back in the saddle and held on. Wolves and warriors scattered out of my way. Somebody grabbed at the bridle, and I kicked him off. The valley floor was coming up fast, and in the middle of it, a small figure stood with a knife in her hand and a ring of men closing around her.I counted them as I rode. Seven, or maybe eight. They were Eastern, in long gray furs, and they weren't in a hurry. They had seen me coming. One of them looked up and said something to the others, and two of them turned to face me.I couldn't charge straight in. If I drove the horse into that ring, someone would go down under its hooves, and Ayla was standing in the middle of it. I pulled the reins to the right and went around, and the two men who had turned came with me, running to cut me off. I saw the first one coming for the horse's legs. I swung my sword down hard, and he dropped back, and the horse went
Last Updated: 2026-10-09
Chapter: Chapter 33
Ayla’s PovI got up. My legs felt like wet rope. The snow around me had turned to thick mud beneath countless boots, and men lay scattered across it. Some of them were still moving while others weren't. I walked past two warriors bending over a third. Someone was crying, and a horse lay on its side, its legs kicking slowly.I didn't want to look. I made myself look anyway. I wasn't sure when I started following the warriors.A group of them was ahead, moving toward the head of the column, their furs pulled up and their heads down. I was looking for water, or someone who could tell me where the wounded were gathering. They were walking quickly. I walked faster to keep up. A man with a gray fur cloak looked over his shoulder at me, then turned away.Then a horse screamed behind me.I spun around. A wagon had caught a wheel on a rock and was swinging sideways, and the horse in front of it was bolting. It came straight at me. I threw myself aside and fell, scraping my hands on the ice, an
Last Updated: 2026-10-08
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