Stealing His Brother's Girl
For years, Novalyn Hart has been hopelessly in love with her best friend Rowan Oberon. The boy who once saved her, the man she quietly built her entire future around. Now he’s a brilliant doctor, engaged to the perfect woman… and when Novalyn finally confesses her heart, it’s far too late.
Shattered and humiliated, she stumbles straight into Rowan’s older twin brother, Sebastian Oberon, a cocky, dangerous playboy with the same face but none of Rowan’s warmth.
Sebastian doesn’t believe in love.
He calls it a weakness, a beautiful lie people cling to so they don’t break.
He laughs at her devotion to Rowan… and at the pathetic way her heart still beats for him.
But one reckless night changes everything.
Novalyn finds herself drawn to Sebastian, the man she was supposed to hate, the man who shouldn’t matter. The more he pushes her away, the more her heart betrays her.
And Sebastian?
He’s starting to want something he swore he’d never touch.
And when Rowan realizes he’s losing the girl he never thought he wanted, his jealousy turns dark. For the first time, Novalyn sees the side of him no one warned her about.
Now both brothers want her.
Both are breaking for her.
Both are willing to burn for her.
But when love turns into obsession, which brother will Novalyn choose? The one she waited for,
or the one she can’t stay away from?
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Chapter: Move InI lay on my bed that night, staring at the ceiling, thinking about Sebastian's offer.The club was one thing... just a distraction, a few hours of pretending I could be someone different. Someone who isn’t painfully in love with her best friend. But this? This second offer is something else entirely.'I can help you get Rowan.'The words echo in my head, over and over.They sound too good to be true. Of course I could use help. God knows I've spent years failing on my own. Maybe I do need someone like Sebastian. Someone calculating and ruthless and willing to do whatever it takes.But here's the part that makes me uneasy. What's the point of getting Rowan to notice me, to love me, if I have to betray his trust to do it?Can I live with the guilt? Can I look Rowan in the eyes every day, knowing I sold him out for my own selfish desires?But then again... maybe I can. Maybe once he's in love with me, it won't matter anymore. He'll be too wrapped up in us to care about whatever informati
Last Updated: 2025-12-18
Chapter: What Will You Do, Novalyn?My heart stops. Did I hear him correctly? “You’re joking,” I blurt out, and I can already feel the heat flooding up my neck. “I—I can’t do that. Sebastian, seriously. I’ve never done anything like that.” "But you know what it is, don't you?" His voice is sinful, and it does something dangerous to my insides. Of course I know what a lap dance is. I'm not completely sheltered. It’s the thing girls in music videos do. Rolling their hips and flipping their hair and grinding like their lives depend on it while some guy sits there looking like he’s about to ascend into heaven. But me? Doing that to him? "Come on, sweetheart," he murmurs, and the endearment sends a shiver down my spine. "No need to be shy." Sweetheart? “You don’t understand,” I rush out, shaking my head so hard a strand of hair hits my lip. I reach up to brush it away with trembling fingers. "I don’t… I don’t do stuff like this. I’ve never even been to a club before.” Which is pathetic, really. I'm twenty
Last Updated: 2025-12-16
Chapter: Truth Or Dare “What do you want, Sebastian?” My voice comes out cracked. “I’m not entertaining you today.” I stand on the broken sidewalk outside Rowan’s apartment building, a place I have frequented for years, and for the first time, it feels cold He laughs quietly. “You think I want entertainment from a girl like you?" He mocks, voice low. "A girl who’s busy begging for scraps of affection from a man already planning his honeymoon?” My jaw tightens. Before I can formulate a comeback, he speaks again. “Tell me this, Novalyn. You’re in love with Rowan, yes or no?” I bite back a groan and click my tongue. “I… I don’t see how that’s any of your business.” I turn, thinking maybe if I put some distance between us, I can stop my chest from hammering like a drum. My feet barely hit the ground before I hear him matching my steps. With those long legs of his, he’s always two steps behind even when I want him gone. “It’s pathetic,” he says casually. “Devoting yourself to one man all your lif
Last Updated: 2025-11-29
Chapter: The Wrong TwinMy chest hammers so hard, I think it might burst. It's Rowan. At least, it should be. The face, the jawline, the curve of his lips. But then I blink, and something is… off. This man has a single tattoo near his temple I’ve never seen on Rowan and a faint scar at the corner of his jaw. And crucially, he looks a little older, carrying a subtle air of danger that Rowan, with his kind eyes and gentle soul does not possess. I freeze completely on the sidewalk, my feet cemented in place. Realization dawn's on me. Sebastian Oberon. Rowan’s twin. The universe has a very specific sense of humor, and apparently today it’s out to humiliate me in ways I didn’t even know existed. He leans slightly toward the open window of the dark car. “I’ve seen you somewhere before,” he says, his voice smooth. His eyes are scanning me like a hawk circling prey. “Neoverline.” Oh. My. God. “It’s… Novalyn,” I correct, forcing the full version of my name out. He tilts his head, a small, infuri
Last Updated: 2025-11-29
Chapter: Fourteen Years I love Rowan Oberon. I have loved him for so much longer than I can ever admit out loud. Not in the dramatic, heart-on-sleeve way you see plastered across movie screens, but quietly. Tucked behind all the small moments we’ve shared since childhood. Moments he probably doesn’t even remember. But for me, they are the very air I breathe. Tonight is the night. Tonight, I am finally going to tell him everything. Or at least, I’m supposed to. I’m sitting on his couch, knees tucked to my chest, swaddled in the oversized grey hoodie he lent me last week because it 'smells like comfort.' But in truth, it smells like Rowan, which is both the best and worst thing in the world. He’s pacing. Of course he’s pacing. Rowan always paces when he’s excited, nervous, or whenever he's attempting to distract his brilliant, overthinking brain from a complex problem. I know this pace like I know the freckles on my own arm. He paced like this before he shared the incredible news that he had been accept
Last Updated: 2025-11-29
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