Chapter: CHAPTER NINETY FOUREight Months Too LateNEO“What happened to Mom?” My thoughts had jumbled into one big mess, my heart pounding relentlessly. I couldn't sit still anymore. Gripping the phone tighter, I paced the room back and forth as Charlie’s sniffles filled my ear.“She—” Charlie’s breath hitched, making cold sweat break on my skin. “She collapsed.”“What?” My stomach tightened into dread-filled knots as I struggled to control my breathing. “Where are you right now Charlie?”“I’m at the hospital.” His voice shook with every word. “An ambulance came to take her.”Grabbing my jacket from the couch, I headed towards the door. “Which hospital? I'm coming right now okay, stay put.”Dr. Hayes got to her feet just as I was about to go out. “Everything okay honey?” I barely heard her voice.Taking in a deep breath, I turned to face her. “It’s my mom. She’s at the hospital.”“What happened?”“My brother said she collapsed.” I swallowed hard, blinking back the tears. “I have to go now.”“Neo,” she called out
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Chapter: CHAPTER NINETY THREEIf He Saw MeNEOLavender, coffee, and that weird vanilla candle my therapist liked hit my nostrils as soon as I entered through the doors of her office. Honestly, I didn’t know why I was here after avoiding the place and her messages for months now. But like the good therapist she was, Dr. Hayes continued to leave messages now and then, until I decided to come on my own today. I sat on the edge of the couch, fingers picking at the sleeve of my hoodie while Dr. Hayes watched me from across the room. “You know,” she said eventually, “most people call before disappearing for four months. I glanced at the clock and the awards lined up at the side of the room. She had received more of them than I could count.“I was busy.”She lifted a light brow at me through her glasses and inched closer, lacing her hands together and placing them on her knee. “You’re an artist Neo. You’ve been busy since the day I met you.” Her brown eyes held mine. “That excuse won’t work.”“Okay. Fair.” I sighe
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Chapter: CHAPTER NINETY TWOIt Wasn’t Your Fault, RossDANIELLeaving Neo in bed was the most difficult thing ever. I could still feel his warm mouth wrapped around my cock and those irresistible eyes holding me captive. The way he’d rubbed his nose on my neck and breathed me in even while he was asleep. The blooming feeling tingled in my chest, spreading throughout my body and mixing with the cold wind as I squinted through the fog in my helmet, revving the engine harder. I sped through the familiar streets I thought I’d never see again since the last time I was here. Three years. Three years and nothing had changed in this town. Not the curious eyes of the people looking through their porches or the shitty roads with potholes. Yet here I was. Riding through that one road that led to West Calder. And as much as I might have liked to deny it, there was no point anymore. Neo Vale had crawled his way into my frozen heart with a lighter and made it his home. The thought of someone getting close enough to be
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Chapter: CHAPTER NINETY ONEWhat Fear Leaves BehindDANIELThe words lingered between us long after neither of us spoke.Rain hammered against the windows, filling the silence Neo refused to break. I looked away first. My chest rose and fell unevenly as I dragged a hand through my hair, the other still hanging stiffly at my side, fingers locked around the grip of the gun.I wasn’t sure whether I was trying to calm myself down… or stop myself from saying something we’d both regret.Neo took a step closer. His gaze dropped to the weapon still in my hand.I stepped back, jaw clenching hard.“Don’t.”“Don’t what?”“Don’t keep looking at me like that.”“Like what?”My heart rate spiked.“Like you understand what almost happened tonight.”He held my gaze, never looking away.“I think I understand better than you think.”“No.” The laugh that left me was short and bitter. “You don’t.”Thunder rattled the windows. The sky outside had started to lighten, the first thin edge of daybreak cutting through the storm. I hadn’
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Chapter: CHAPTER NINETYOne Mistake NEODaniel had told me to stay put, but the voice I just heard belonged to a girl. Young. Soft.She couldn't have been more than a teenager.Peeking out of the corner, I found Daniel with his gun raised, pointing at a small figure slowly making her way out of the darkness.I was right. It was a teenager, roughly sixteen. Her big blue eyes blinked at me as I emerged from the corner and stood behind Daniel. She clutched what I believed to be a letter in her hand, with dark clothes and boots, looking like a goth Barbie. “Neo,” she repeated, her hand going to her mouth and her eyes watering. Water dripped from her hair and clothes to the floor. “You didn't reply to any of my letters.” “Neo,” Daniel growled, his voice sharp and hard. “Get out of here.” His hand remained outstretched with the gun. “Put the gun down, Daniel.” I was at his side now, and could see the muscle in his jaw tighten and his hand flex. “She’s just a child. She’s not harmful.”“You don’t know that.”
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Chapter: CHAPTER EIGHTY NINEAfter MidnightDANIELNeo wasn’t himself the whole day. Though he convinced me he was fine. I knew he was lying just from looking at his face and how quiet he’d been.I hated how useless I was then—hated how I could only sit back and watch. The faint sound of a piano came from somewhere outside my room, a soft note that drifted to my ears and made me sit up in my bed. Grabbing my phone from the nightstand, I checked the time. 2 AM.Only one person could be behind the piano at this time of the night. Curiosity and concern tangled together, pushing me to my feet and out of my room. The house was quiet. Then the piano started again, this time a bit louder as I followed the sound. It was coming from deeper in the house. East Wing. The music room I’d only glanced at once during the walkthrough. I didn't turn on any lights. Flaps silent on the floor, I moved down the hall, past the windows that showed tiny cracks of lightning in the night sky. The double doors to the music room stood
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Ruin Me: My Stepbrother, My Professor
“That’s it, little sister,” he rasped against my ear, voice low and dangerous. “Soak your stepbrother’s fingers like the dirty, naughty girl you are.”
Two thick fingers plunged deep into my dripping core without warning, stretching me, claiming me, pumping hard and fast. I whimpered, biting down on his shoulder to stifle the moan that threatened to betray us.
“Be a good girl and stay silent…” he rumbled low in my ear, “or everyone in this library will know exactly how desperate you are to be fucked by me.”
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One reckless, drunken night. One masked stranger who set her body on fire with sin and secrets. No names. Just raw heat, tangled limbs, and forbidden pleasure.
The next morning, still throbbing from the memory, Miyara walks into class only to freeze. The man commanding the lecture hall is no stranger. He’s Caden Cross, her stepbrother.
The one who vanished six years ago, leaving her with a childhood crush she never quite buried. Her one-night stand.
Now he’s back. Older. Darker. Her professor.
The stepbrother she once ached for has returned with one purpose: to take her, ruin her, and break her completely, until she’s nothing but his.
As buried secrets surface and outsiders conspire to tear them apart, Miyara must decide: fight the pull of the forbidden… or surrender to the man who’s always owned her heart and now wants every filthy, shattered piece of her.
Will they burn together in the ashes of their taboo desire, consequences be damned? Or will the world force them apart before she can beg for more?
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Warning: This story contains explicit sex scenes, stalking, non-con/dub-con acts, coercion and manipulation. Kindly proceed with caution
قراءة
Chapter: All My FaultMIYARAIt had to be a dream—a nightmare where I woke up—one where I hadn’t actually let my stepbrother, my professor, strip me bare and spank me like an eight-year-old. But it wasn’t. Because my legs were still shaking and my thighs were sticky with my arousal. If shame could kill, I would be dead right in the middle of this hallway as I staggered forward.Voices drifted to my ear from the other end of the corridor, and I immediately straightened, my heart pounding in my chest.As I walked back to the dorm, I kept thinking about why I did that, why I let him treat me like that. Like I was an object. My father. It was so he wouldn’t send the video to my father. I flung the nagging thought of the part of me that secretly wanted it to the back of my mind.How did he even know I was with Jace the other day?Isa was on her bed when I entered the dorm, facing the wall. Elsie was nowhere to be found as usual.I’d been wanting to talk to her after our last conversation. She had been avoiding
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Chapter: SIRCADENI’d spent five fucking days turning it over in my mind and arriving at the same damn answer every time. My mother had a hand in my father’s death. And she had done it quietly enough that nobody looked twice. Not until now.I had a nine o’clock class to teach. Thoughts of my father faded into the back of my mind as I entered the lecture hall. The class fell silent immediately, their gazes boring into me as I adjusted my cufflinks without looking up.She walked in fifteen minutes late, her smell announcing her arrival before I could even look at her—sweet, vanilla, and fucking distracting. The door closed softly as she awkwardly stood there, tugging at the sleeves of her cardigan. I paused mid-sentence, my jaw locking tight. Our eyes met briefly, before I turned towards the class again. She mumbled a silent “sorry” before finding her way to a seat at the back. Despite trying not to look her way the entire lecture, my eyes constantly strayed to the back and I hated every fucking
آخر تحديث: 2026-05-24
Chapter: Do You Like My Painting?MIYARAIt was my face staring back at me. Painted in strokes that were both careful and frantic, like he couldn't decide whether to take his time or get it out fast before the memory faded. It dawned on me as I carefully looked at the painting. It felt like he had painted it on the first day we met—when he almost ran me over with his bike. It was the same shirt in the painting that I wore with the same backpack. My gaze flicked to him just in time to see the corners of his lips curl up. “Do you like it?” He asked, eyes narrowing in on me as if he had done this a thousand times before.“This….” I moved close enough to run my palm over the board. It looked exactly like me, if not better. The attention to detail— my freckles and the mole on my lip. “It’s…. mesmerizing Jace…. I don’t even know how to feel right now.” I let out a nervous chuckle. “You made a whole painting of me.”He held my gaze steadily.“I couldn’t get you out of my head after the first day I saw you looking like your
آخر تحديث: 2026-05-22
Chapter: Just One RideMIYARACold sweat broke on my forehead as I watched the brutal flinging of arms. Nausea rose to my throat and it took all the will in me not to throw up on the person sitting below me. Jace received a blow to his jaw, the impact making him stumble backwards. He wiped his lip, flashing the audience, specifically me, bloodied teeth through a grin. The crowd roared in excitement. This must be some sick joke. Gabriel swung for the same lip. Jace dodged in time, landing one clean hit to his side. He groaned in pain before his knees gave out and he dropped to the floor. I had to get out of here. Couldn't watch this madness anymore. Giving Isa and Elsie an excuse to use the washroom, I squeezed through the crowd and made my way outside. Once I was outside, I took in a deep breath and tried to steady my breathing. The nausea I’d been fighting finally won.I bent over sharply, one hand braced against the wall as I threw up. My breathing came out shaky afterward, my entire body trembling
آخر تحديث: 2026-05-20
Chapter: Welcome To The UndergroundMIYARATwo days.That’s how long it had taken for the video to vanish from every campus page, every group chat, and every whispered conversation. One morning it was everywhere. The next, it was gone — like someone had wiped it clean with a single click.Isa had come back to the dorm that same night, silent and exhausted. She didn’t explain where she’d been, and I didn’t ask. The air between us felt thick, but at least she was here.This morning, I stepped out when she asked to speak to Elsie alone.“Look…. I didn't know things were gonna end up that way okay. I'm really sorry.” Elsie’s voice drifted to me in the faintest tone as I pressed my ear to the door—bad habit. I know. But I couldn't help feeling left out. Wouldn’t hurt anyone to eavesdrop on a thing or two right?I could hear Isa’s voice, but I couldn’t really make out the words she was saying. “Miyara?”“Za…ra…. what are you doing here?” I said, praying to God my voice came out normal. Too late. Her lips curled up in an amus
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Chapter: Ghosts Of The Past CADEN“Which of them?” I asked, knowing damn well he might not answer. “I can’t say. Please let me.” He coughed loudly, gasping for air. This pathetic loser and his friends didn't know what they had signed up for by messing with the wrong girls. I cracked my knuckles, turning my head from side to side before letting out a long exhale. Could it be Finn Sokolov? Or his brother? The silver-haired one looked like he wouldn't do anything to hurt Miyara. But I didn't fucking trust anybody. Mark came up behind me. “We should let him go. It’ll look bad to be involved directly with the Bratva.” He leaned in a fraction. Mark was right. There had to be a reason they were targeting Isabella—a mere college student. And from what I checked, she came from an average family in Boston.“Untie him.” I had bigger problems to deal with, which somehow still had to do with the Sokolovs. The guy holding my jacket stepped forward, handed it to Mark, and bent to unclasp the ropes. Connor or whateve
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