Craving my sisters fiancé
⚠️ WARNING: 60% S*X. 100% SIN.
This book is for mature readers only and dives into obsessive desire, betrayal, and brutal emotional consequences.
Themes & Triggers:
Sister-on-sister betrayal, manipulation, forbidden longing, psychological games, toxic desire, deception, emotional violence, and morally wrong decisions that spiral into something darker.
If you want wholesome romance, stop here.
Because nothing about this story is soft, pure, or safe.
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I was never supposed to love him.He was my best friend’s brother — and now, he’s my sister’s fiancé.For years, Stefan was my secret. My first crush. My first heartbreak. The man who showed me what it feels like to want something I could never have. I built my world around a fantasy — until he slipped a ring on her finger, and everything shattered.I tried to forget him.I told myself it was just a phase, a foolish obsession.Then Adrian walked in. Stefan’s best friend.Quiet. Dangerous. Infuriatingly calm.The man who sees through my lies, who touches parts of me I thought I’d buried forever.It started as a mistake — a way to erase Stefan from my mind.But every time Adrian looks at me, I feel something I’ve never felt before: seen, wanted, alive.Now I’m trapped between two men…The one I’ve always loved, and the one who might finally break the spell he left behind.And the worst part?I want them both.
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Chapter: Chapter 5 Daphne’s POV I stared at my reflection until the girl in the mirror blurred, then a laugh tore out of me—sharp, broken, wrong. It kept spilling from my throat, growing louder, more unhinged, until my chest ached. I shoved my hair back with trembling fingers, frustration burning under my skin. A sister. That was what he saw when he looked at me. After kissing me. After lighting something in me I couldn’t put out. The word felt like a blade twisting deeper every time it echoed in my head. A snarl ripped from my lips as I swept my arm across the vanity. Bottles shattered. Powders exploded across the floor like bruised petals. I pressed my teeth into my lower lip, hard enough to taste blood, but it didn’t stop the tears. They slid down anyway—hot, humiliating. I loved him. God, I loved him so much it hurt to breathe. How was I supposed to accept this? How did someone survive loving a man who belonged to someone else? A knock sounded at the door. I stiffened, eyes snapping
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-12-22
Chapter: Chapter 4 Stefan's POV I watched the light die in Daphne’s eyes. Her hopeful smile didn't just fade; it collapsed, leaving her expression fragile and vacant. I held my own faint smile rigid, focusing on maintaining composure. "Oh, okay," she managed, her voice a thin thread. "I will always be your big brother, and you have nothing to worry about," I insisted, forcing a finality into the words. "What did you want to tell me?" I hoped the sound of my heartbeat wasn't audible. "Hmph... It’s nothing, I just wanted to see you. Now that I have, I should get going." She offered a flimsy wave and turned. The click of the latch as the door secured was the loudest sound in the room. I sucked in a ragged breath and immediately gripped my chest. The last thing I needed was to see her today. I dragged both hands through my hair, pulling the strands back hard enough to sting. What the hell was I thinking? The memory of the kiss, mint and desperate heat, slammed into me. I wanted
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-12-15
Chapter: Chapter 3 Daphne’s POV The kiss between us deepens, our tongues intertwining—mint and alcohol mixing between us. A soft moan escapes my lips, igniting every nerve in my body. Then suddenly, he pulls away. Before I can even speak, Stefan slumps forward and goes unconscious. I blink, confused, emotions crashing into each other. Did Stefan and I just kiss? A breathless grin slips out of me before I catch myself. I turn to him—still knocked out—and watch his still form for a full minute. Then my eyes widen. This… this wasn’t right. The room suddenly feels too small, too warm, like the walls are pressing in on me. I can still taste him on my lips, and that only makes the panic spike even more. My heart kicks up sharply. I push up from the bed immediately, the urge to leave screaming through me. I slip out of his room and hurry straight to ours. Bianca and Bella are sprawled across the bed, competing over who could snore louder, but that’s the least of my problems. I sink onto the c
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-12-15
Chapter: Chapter 2 Daphne’s POV This has to be a terrible nightmare. It has to be. My gaze shifts from Bella… to Stefan… back to Bella again. My throat tightens. They’re standing there—getting engaged? No. No, this can’t be real. “Why didn’t anyone tell me this?” I demand, my voice rising before I can stop it. Anger claws its way up my chest, burning through every word. “You’re getting engaged, and I’m just supposed to find out like this?” “Why are you acting like this, darling?” my mom asks as she walks toward me, that calm, practiced tone of hers only making it worse. “I told you about this last night. You even responded.” I stare at her, completely lost. “Mom, I was probably asleep,” I say, my voice trembling. “Why is this even happening? They don’t even get along— they can barely stand each other. So why are they getting married?” Her sigh is sharp and full of irritation. “Okay, that’s enough. You’re being overly dramatic now,” she says, her smile tightening as her eyes flick to th
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-12-15
Chapter: Chapter 1 Daphne’s pov I’ve been in love with him for as long as I can remember. Stefan,My best friend’s brother. The one I trailed around like a shadow when I was ten, the one I thought would always be just out of reach. I told myself it would go away. That I’d grow up, find someone else, move on. But seeing him now — just across the room, hair falling into his eyes, that half-smile that used to make me melt in seconds — all of that pretending crumbled. My chest tightened. My stomach twisted. My body betrayed me in ways I had no control over. I wanted him. Desperately. Every nerve screamed it. My skin burned, my thighs ached, and I realized, with terrifying clarity, that my body had never stopped craving him. “Daphne?” My best friend’s voice cut through my haze. Her eyes followed mine, sharp and curious. “What are you staring at?” I forced a smile. “Nothing… I wasn’t staring at anything.” “Liar,” she snapped, rolling her eyes. “Anyway, I want to let you know my brother is back. H
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-12-15
Alphas forbidden mate
His breath is hot against my ear, his voice a low, seductive murmur. “Even if you carried Medusa’s curse, I’d still want to stare into your eyes so my stone body could gaze into perfection for eternity.” His words send a shiver down my spine, igniting a fire I never knew existed.Isabella, a Luna cast aside by her pack for her inability to conceive, finally discovers she’s pregnant—only to catch her mate in bed with someone else. Heartbroken, she flees to a bar and finds solace in the arms of a mysterious stranger, surrendering to a night of passion she hopes will serve as revenge.What she doesn’t realize is that her stranger is Asher, the ruthless Alpha King—and her mate’s estranged stepbrother. Drawn back to her, Asher feels things he swore he never would, yet remains unaware of her true identity.Now, Isabella’s mate wants her back—and he wants their child. Torn between the mate who betrayed her and the powerful, dangerous Alpha who stirs her deepest desires, Isabella is thrust into a battle between two brothers who will stop at nothing to claim her as their own. But when she uncovers the truth behind her mate bond, she must decide if either man is worthy of her heart
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Chapter: Chapter 96Asher’s povThe atmosphere in the cave shifted from cold to suffocating. Zachary stood over the kneeling wolves, his eyes narrowing as they landed on the man he knew only as a silent, invisible servant.“What is this?” Zachary’s voice was sharp with confusion. “Why the hell is my butler in here? Did you follow me, you pathetic dog?”I didn’t answer. Instead, I stood up slowly. As I did, the shimmering veil of the glamour—the magic that had hidden my true face for months—began to crack. It started at my jawline, a golden light fracturing the skin like glass, until the image of the stoic, aged butler dissolved into the sharp, lethal features of a King.Zachary stumbled back, his face draining of all color. His breath hitched in a wheeze of pure, unadulterated terror.“Asher?” he whispered, his voice trembling. “No... no, that’s impossible. You’re dead. I saw the ruins. I saw the blood! How are you alive?!”“I am the Alpha of Alphas, Zachary,” I said, my voice vibrating with a dual-tone
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-12-20
Chapter: Chapter 95Asher’s POV “This looks… weird,” Zachary mutters the moment I drop the plate in front of him. He stares down at the food like it personally offended him. I can’t even blame him—I barely know what I’m doing. I’ve never cooked before today; the kitchen still smells like burnt something and desperation.He lifts his gaze, studying me with a faint smile tugging at his lips. “I think you’re getting really old.”I scoff under my breath and reach for the plate. “I’ll make something else.”“Stop.” His hand comes down over mine, firm but not harsh. That faint smile grows, softens. “You know what? It’s been forever since you cooked for me. I’ll eat it with love.”He scoops a spoonful and shoves it into his mouth without hesitation. For a second he goes completely still, and I brace myself for him to spit it out. Instead, his eyebrows rise in surprise.“Hm. Surprisingly… this tastes good,” he says as if he’s trying to convince himself. “I knew you hadn’t lost your touch.”More like his taste bu
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-11-25
Chapter: Chapter 94Isabella’s POVMy breath stilled. My eyes widened as I took a shaky step toward him. “Asher?” The name slipped out of me like a prayer, my voice trembling.“Yes, Bella. It’s me.”He moved closer—slow, almost disbelieving—then suddenly pulled me into his arms. The impact stole the air from my lungs. Relief flooded my chest so violently it hurt, and tears blurred everything. I clung to him, fingers digging into the fabric of his shirt as if I feared he would vanish again.“You’re alive,” I whispered against his shoulder, my voice breaking. “I knew you would come back for me.”He pulled away just enough to look at me. A single tear slipped down from the corner of his eye.“Are you okay? Did that bastard do anything to you?” His voice was rough—rage simmering under the worry.I shook my head, lifting my hand to his face. He caught it immediately, pressing his cheek into my palm like he’d been starving for the touch.“You look… different,” I breathed, a weak, watery attempt at a smile as a
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-11-20
Chapter: Chapter 93Asher’s POV –Air rips into my lungs in a harsh, dragging gasp—like I’ve been trapped underwater for hours and only now broken the surface. My eyes fly open, unfocused at first, the world nothing but a blur of shadows and shaking light. My heart hammers against my ribs, frantic, as if it’s trying to escape.Cold stone presses into my back. Damp. Unforgiving.I’m on the ground.Instinct shoves me upright before my mind catches up, but pain spears through my side. I suck in a sharp breath, jaw clenched, vision swimming for a moment. The last thing I remember feels distant, like it belongs to another life. I thought—no, I was sure—I wouldn’t wake again.Slowly, shapes sharpen. Walls of rough stone curve around me. Shadows twitch and crawl.Then I see it—Fire.A small flame crackles a few feet away, its light stretching across the cave like trembling fingers.A cave. I’m in a cave.“Bella!” The name tears out of me before I can stop it, my chest tightening with the memory of her face, th
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-11-18
Chapter: Chapter 92Bella’s POV“Let go of me!” I yelled, my voice trembling with rage. “I don’t want to be here—I want out!”I jerked and twisted, trying to break free from their grip, but their hold only tightened.“You can’t leave,” one of the men said, his voice firm yet fearful. “We’ve been ordered to keep you here. If you escape, we lose our lives.”“You can’t leave, ma’am,” the other said from my right, his fingers digging into my arm.“Who?” I demanded, my throat raw. “Who brought me here?”Tears burned in my eyes as I struggled harder. “Just wait—my Alpha will come for you all. He’ll find me and get me out of here!” I cried, tears spilling freely down my cheeks.“That won’t happen.”The sound of his voice made my blood run cold. Zachary stepped into the room, his expression calm—too calm.“You,” I whispered, shock giving way to fury. Suddenly everything made sense—meeting him, trusting him—it was all a trap. I should have listened to Asher. I should never have come here.“Why am I here?” I spat,
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-11-07
Chapter: Chapter 91 Asher’s POV “Is this a joke?” I scoff. Moonlight skittered off a dozen pairs of eyes as I stood in the clearing, wolves from half the clans ringed around me. The circle felt tight, like a noose. “You called me here just to humiliate me.” A laugh—sharp, bitter—escaped me. “We are the Council,” the eldest stepped forward, his voice dry as old leaves. “We must protect our kind at all costs. You are a danger to our people.” A ripple of murmurs rolled through the crowd. My jaw tightened. How had I let myself fall for this? I’d thought maybe—stupid me—that he wanted to talk about something other than petty grievances. Old hags and their speeches. “I don’t need you protecting my pack,” I said, turning away. “Protect yours—keep me out of it.” “A hybrid,” he said, loud enough that more than a few heads snapped toward me. The word landed like a stone. “A wolf with human blood is taboo. Before you ruin us all, we have no choice but to kill you.” I laughed. It was a sound that didn’t
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-11-04
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