A Naughty Christmas Affair: Fake Dating My Ex Brothers
Why have one brother when I can have all three?
“Is this what you do every time we’re not here?' he asks. “You get yourself off like this?”
I shake my head, fucking myself on the dildo. “No. No, it’s just today,” I gasp out. “I just… needed it.”
Luke’s jaw clenches. “I’ve heard you. At night.”
My stomach flips. I thought I was being quiet, but I guess not quiet enough. “Luke—”
I didn’t mean to tell my entire family that I’m dating my ex’s three older brothers…But to be fair, the lie wasn’t even my fault.
When my ex asked if I’d be bringing a plus-one to his holiday wedding (to my sister, by the way–don’t even get me started about that). I lied.
I probably should’ve been prepared for followup questions, but when my ex asked who I’m dating, I drew a complete blank.
That’s when his three gorgeous older brothers spoke up… at the same time. Now my family thinks I’m dating all three of them, Elijah, Luke, and Benedict.
To make things even more complicated, they don’t seem to get along at all, and I may have given my v-card to Elijah six years ago before he ghosted me after one night.
My life is chaotic enough as it is, trying to keep my tiny bakery afloat during the Christmas rush. The last thing I need is all three brothers coming after me.
This is all supposed to be fake… even if the tension between us feels alarmingly real.I already fell for one Montgomery brother and got my heart broken. What would happen if I dare to let myself fall for three?
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Chapter: Chapter 56Autumn “I can’t believe you guys,” I say. “You’re brothers. You were always so close, and this is what your relationship fell apart over?”“You don’t understand—” Benedict starts, but I silence him with a look.“I think I finally do understand, actually. Your mother died, you sold your company, and it ruined you. It made you richer than everyone in Sweetwater Lake combined, but it ruined you all the same. And I don’t think you even understand why.”I wait, going silent for a beat to see if one of them is going to interrupt me. When they all stay quiet, I look at each of them in turn. “You were hurting. You lost your mother, and you felt lost. Isn’t that right?”There’s some hesitation, but then they all nod.“Elijah, why did you think taking the offer was a good idea?”He looks at me, then ducks his head to stare at the ground.“I wasn’t sure what else to do. None of us were thinking clearly, and I was worried that—” He swallows hard. “I was worried that I was going to fuck it up fo
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Chapter: Chapter 55Autumn “Are we talking about being avoidant? Because you wrote the book on that shit, Luke. Maybe I learned from watching you.”“Or maybe I’m avoidant because every conversation with you ends with you running away. I don’t spend my time chasing pointless shit, and after this many years, I know a lost cause when I see one.”“No, you just chase squirrels up there in the middle of fucking nowhere. I’m surprised you even remember how to have a conversation with real people.”Elijah sighs heavily. “Can we not do this right now?”Both brothers look at him, but Benedict has a nasty expression on his face. “It was fine when you were poking at me a minute ago, but as soon as I poke back, you want to step in and be the responsible one?”“I wasn’t poking—”“Fuck you, yes you were! You and your fucking air quotes. You know good and damned well I didn’t say it like that.”“Then how did you say it, Benedict?” Elijah asks, putting down the silicone spatula he’s been holding.“How did you put it wh
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Chapter: Chapter 54Autumn “Why is the butter frozen?” Luke wants to know. “I thought you usually used room temp butter for baking.”“For some things, definitely. But scones are kind of like biscuits, where a lot of the flakiness and lift comes from butter melting. So you want it to be as cold as possible before it goes in the oven.” I explain that pie crusts are the same way and that’s why it’s so flaky and golden if done right. “We’d do the same kind of thing for a tart crust.”I take them through the basics, showing them how to measure dry ingredients. “Never scoop your measuring cup directly into the flour. It can get packed down and you’ll end up using double as much as you think you should. It’s best to weigh it. We want 250 grams of flour for this.”I squint at the scale, dumping flour in until it reads 224, and then add a tiny handful more. The scale ticks to exactly 250.“Impressive,” Benedict says, grinning. “You’ve got the touch.”“I just do this a lot. Can you add the rest of the dry ingredi
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Chapter: Chapter 53Autumn Elijah carries me over to a quiet corner of the hall and sets me down in one of the chairs set up out of the way. My cheeks are flushed, and I’m still more than a little flustered by everything that just happened.Around us, the crowd is still buzzing from it, even though the auctioneer has moved on to the bidding for another item.Elijah, Luke, and Benedict stand around me, and I look up at them, pushing my hair out of my face.“You didn’t have to do that,” I tell them. “That was a lot of money.”All three of them shrug, as if they barely even gave a thought to the cost. And I guess since they are literally millionaires now, they probably didn’t, but the point still stands. It was a huge sum of money they just bid.“Really,” I insist.“It was for a good cause,” Benedict points out.That stops me in my tracks a bit, and I bite my lip, conceding the point. “The shelter really will be able to use the money.”“That too,” he says. “But also after seeing you in action at the bake
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Chapter: Chapter 52Autumn Dad has escaped from small talk when I get back, and my three guys are standing off to one side. They move to me when I come back, each of them searching my face, probably trying to see if my mother pissed me off.I just shake my head and smile. “Typical my mom stuff,” I tell them. “Let’s keep looking around.”Mrs. Henderson has finished her song by then, and then someone else takes up the mic, it’s to make an announcement.“Just a reminder that we’re closing the sign-ups for the charity auction in twenty minutes,” the mayor says with a grin. “There’s a sign-up sheet near the door, and we’re happy to auction off anything you can think of. Want to get your teenagers out of the house this winter break? Auction off an hour of their time shoveling snow for the elderly. All the proceeds go to charity, and we have some great ones lined up this year. Most notably the shelter over in Shelton, which as you know, we partner with every year. Every little bit helps, folks!”Every year I a
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Chapter: Chapter 51Autumn As a unit, we walk up to my parents, and I force a smile. “Hey Mom, Dad. Enjoying the festival?”Dad smiles back. “It’s a good one this year. Lots to see. And old Mrs. Henderson has still got it.”“Got what, is the question,” I reply, making him laugh softly.“Autumn,” Mom cuts in, giving me a tight smile. “It’s good to see you and your… partners.” The word comes out like she’s trying to make it sound as neutral and bland as possible.“Hi, Mrs. Forger,” Benedict says, turning on the charm. “It’s great to see you two again.”“And you, of course.” Mom can’t be rude in public, even though I can tell she wants to. “How is your visit to Sweetwater?”“Been great so far,” he replies. “Autumn’s an amazing hostess, and being here tonight reminds us of all the things we loved about living here.” He drapes an arm over my shoulder, pulling me in close. “Although she’s the best thing by far.”It’s funny, watching the emotions play out in my mother’s eyes while she keeps her face locked in
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A Secret Baby For The Alpha Quarterback
Natalie
I’m just a human sports reporter.He’s a billionaire NFL quarterback… and a werewolf Alpha.The problem? He’s my father’s best friend I slept with… and my secret baby daddy.
Jaxon Wolfgang is almost untouchable.A legend on the field. A god among men.Five years ago, I was just an intern with a foolish crush and one reckless night changed everything.He touched me like I mattered. Like I was unforgettable.By morning?
He pushed me away like I was nothing.Now I’m back, older, wiser, stronger, and standing in his stadium with a microphone and a story to chase.Network Sports Today wants their post-championship exclusive.
I came for answers. Closure. Maybe even revenge.But when the cameras cut, his gaze locks onto mine, dark, hungry, dangerous.Like his wolf never forgot me… even if he did.This time, I don’t break.Because I didn’t come back alone.And he’s about to find out exactly what he lost.
Jaxon
I’ve taken hits that would crush most men.I've led my team and protected my pack.Nothing has ever shaken me like Natalie Anderson.
Letting her go was the only way to keep her safe, especially after her father paid the price for my world.I swore she’d never be dragged into it again.But now she’s here.Standing too close, smelling too right like me. I keep it together for the cameras…until my wolf catches something impossible.
A scent.Familiar and smell much like me.Then I see him, a small boy hiding behind the curtain.Watching me.And everything I buried five years ago…comes roaring back.
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Chapter: Chapter 10Jaxon I stare at the way the movement makes her breasts press against the fabric of her shirt, and my mouth goes dry imagining my hands mapping every inch of skin hidden beneath that flimsy top.We both step into her hotel room, and the door closes behind me with a soft click.The room feels smaller with both of us in it.All I can do is breathe her in. All I see is her…after five torturous years."How have you been?" I ask, the question coming out like it did five years ago.Back then, I made sure she ate regularly and none of that junk food she always ate on her lunch break. The boss she was interning under had starved and worked her to the bone.I made sure to check up on her—her sleep, her health, her…untouched grief about her father’s death that she carried at the time.Positioning herself by the window to keep the distance between us, Natalie’s cold glare is almost enough to dig a hole in my heart."Let's not waste each other's time with you pretending you care about my well-b
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Chapter: Chapter 9Jaxon The elevator ride is like a damn highway to hell. Every floor that passes seems to crank my wolf’s vibrating need to see our Mate higher.It takes a total of six minutes to reach Room 2847.I stand outside the door for a full minute, trying to find words for how I’ll explain everything.Is it selfish of me that I want her to see me in a better light? That I want to wipe that pain away from her face and ask for another chance because seeing her again has one thing running through my mind.We want her back. We are not losing her again, my wolf growls, matching my thoughts.Five years ago, I was terrified of the danger my world would bring her—the same danger that killed her father.But I've spent these same years building Wolfgang pack into something stronger, more secure. Our territories are fortified, our alliances solid, and our enemies contained.More importantly, abandoning Natalie didn't honor David's memory. It just left her out there in the world unprotected and alone.
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Chapter: Chapter 8Jaxon The Dallas skyline stretches endlessly before me, the sprawl of glittering lights against the midnight sky making my head throb. From the floor-to-ceiling windows of my penthouse, the city looks nothing like the chaos raging inside my chest. My wolf hasn't stopped pacing since this afternoon. Since we saw her. Mate. Mate. Mate. The word pounds through my skull like a relentless hum, and it drowns out every rational thought I've tried to form in the last eight hours. Five years of convincing myself I made the right choice. Five years of burying the Mate bond so deep I thought it was dead, only for all of it to crumble the moment Natalie Matthews walked back into my life. She looked...fuck, she looked incredible. Not like the broken twenty-one-year-old I'd been forced to walk away from, but like a woman who'd built herself into something formidable. Our Freckles thrived without us. The thought should comfort me. Instead, it feels like a knife twisting in my gut. My p
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Chapter: Chapter 7Natalie The hotel room, arranged and paid for by the Titans’ media rep, is quiet except for the soft hum of the air conditioner and the faint noise of traffic below.My heels are sprawled on the floor. They are black, five-inch high, red-bottomed Louboutins that were supposed to crush Jaxon’s ego today.Instead of crushing anyone, I shook in them as I practically ran from Jaxon.Just like I’ve been shaking as I stare at the mirror on the other end of the room.My nose is red. My makeup is smudged, and I look nothing like the Natalie that walked into that media room a few hours ago.Why? Because the minute Jaxon touched me, everything hit me. The anger, the humiliation, the fury, and the…feelings.Feelings that are still clogging my throat. I remember every inch of him and that stupid nickname.My eyes flick to the phone that rests near my thigh, and wiping my tears from my cheeks, I resort to calling the one place that makes me feel at peace: home.Freda picks up on the first ring,
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Chapter: Chapter 6NatalieMy fingers tremble as I shuffle the cards, aware that we are done here, and that any more questions will be arranged next week after I’ve gone through the other players. But one card in particular stops me.And it’s the one written in my boss’s scrawly handwriting.Got a few questions from the fans. Ask him about these, the card reads, and as I glance over them, mortification grips my bones. These questions are way better than unpacking everything the smug bastard has just said.“Moving away from that, Mr. Wolfgang. I have a few quickfire questions from your fans before we wrap this up.”Jaxon’s lips curve into a slow smirk like he can see me diverting. “Fire away, Miss Anderson.”“At thirty-nine and the oldest among the Titans, fans have started calling you ZaddyWolfgang. The nickname has been used by nearly a million followers online. My question is, does ZaddyWolfgang have a Mrs. Wolfgang stashed away somewhere?”Christ, Tim. What kind of fans are these?But I know what ki
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Chapter: Chapter 5Natalie God, those online pictures don’t do him justice. The bastard is still obnoxiously handsome in person.That’s my first thought when I see him, because the moment Jaxon walks through those doors, I know I'm in trouble.At thirty-nine, he's grown into his features in a way that makes my mouth go dry despite every rational thought screaming at me to stay focused.His dark hair is thicker now, with a few silver locks falling over his forehead in a way that screams “billionaire sugar daddy” from a mile away.The muscles beneath his expensive suit have filled out, broader shoulders straining against the fabric of his jacket.The damn coat is cut so perfectly, but it hangs open enough that I can see a hint of his chest beneath it.My traitorous mind immediately flashes to memories of him guiding me with those steady hands, whispering “Easy, Freckles” in that commanding yet tender voice as he worshiped every inch of me until I was completely his.The room becomes even smaller for me
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Alpha Maddox's Mortal Temptation
This book is made up of three parts featuring three different couples.
The First book ( Alpha Maddox's Mortal Temptation) is the prelude to the second and third book).
Camille is done with small-town dreams.
Stuck waitressing in Mystic Falls with no money, no degree, and no way out, she’s desperate for a spark, something to make her feel alive again. She just never expected that spark to come in the form of a dangerously sexy stranger.
When Maddox and his mysterious crew ride into town, everyone whispers they’re a biker gang. But there’s something different about them, something wild, primal… and powerful. From the moment Camille meets , an electric desire burns between them.
But Maddox isn’t human.
He’s a werewolf, the alpha of his pack and the very man who made the law that no shapeshifter can ever be with a human.
Haunted by the ghosts of the Great War, Maddox is trying to protect his pack and rebuild a life. Yet Camille’s scent, her strength, and her fire unravel everything he’s fought to control. As darkness creeps into Mystic Falls, threatening to destroy them both, Maddox must face an impossible choice:
Break his own rule… or lose the woman who’s become his reason to fight.
The Second book features Alpha Lucien Grayson (werewolf) and Seraphine Vale (vampire). It's a fierce enemies to lovers, marriage of convenience book.
The third book features Alpha Zane Nightclaw (werewolf) and Anna Holt (hybrid, half human and half werewolf). it's a forced proximity book.
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Chapter: Chapter 248“It could make your Heat last longer or be more painful. Worse, it could inflict long-term damage to your reproductive system.”“What if I’m willing to take the risk?”“Anna.” She pins my eyes with hers. Listen carefully, they say. Because I’m in charge. In her own way, she’s as scary as Zane. Scarier. “No self-respecting healthcare professional will give you that shot right now. What I can give you, however”— she turns to her bag and pulls out a small packet— “is this.”It’s so unsubstantial, as I hold it up to the light, I wonder if she’s joking. “What is it?”“Contraceptive pills.”I blink. “What? I can’t even . .“We don’t know that for sure. These will prevent pregnancy. If you would like that, take them after your Heat is over.”“How will I know— when is the Heat over?”“You’ll know, believe me.”I don’t want to believe her. Or to know. “Why would I need contraceptives? Is there some kind of asexual reproduction . . . I can’t get pregnant just by having a Heat, right?”She stand
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Chapter: Chapter 247WHEN I OPEN MY EYES AGAIN, IT’S DARK. THE MIDLEVEL HEADACHE that has been my loyal golden retriever companion is finally gone. In its stead, a dragon-worthy migraine pummels at my temples, clear proof that I’m dead and my corpse was sold to med students for skull-trepanning practice.And yet.If I were waking up in any other angle of the observable universe, I’d be rolling off the bed and lurching toward the toilet, ready to vomit my stomach lining. But whoever brought me here had the good foresight to deposit me in the only place where I’m not constantly surrounded by hostile, belly-churning stimuli.Zane’s room.The scent of him has a morphine-like effect on me. I bury my face in the pillow, take several deep, lung-filling breaths, and use the bathroom. On my way to the living room, I make a pit stop on the bed, inhale a few more times, and walk down the hallway feeling like new.I expect— no, I want to find Zane alone. Instead, I count six more people, maxing out every sittable s
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Chapter: Chapter 246“How angry are you, Anna?” Irene asks. “At this man who murdered your family in cold blood? He took away your childhood and your home and didn’t even stick around long enough to make sure that you were taken care of. If he hadn’t killed Fiona, the three of us could have been together. There would have been no orphanage. No Vampyres. No Northwest. You could have been happy. But Zane took that away from you. So let me ask you one more time . . . How angry are you?”“I’m not— ” I start, shaking my head— and then stop.Slowly, I let my eyes settle on Zane. His quiet expression betrays none of the turmoil I’m feeling. How angry am I?A lot. A lot.“Here.” The knife makes its way into my hand, already unfolded. “This man was angry, and he hurt you and your family. Now that you are angry, what will you do, Eva?”This is a dream. A nightmare. I can’t be awake as I clutch the plastic handle and walk around Irene’s chair, dazed but determined. But I know what I must do.I know that it’s right.
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Chapter: Chapter 245IHOLD MY BREATH. STAY PERFECTLY STILL. MY MUSCLES COIL, AS if to keep my body from breaking open, stop my organs and blood from pouring onto the floor.Then Zane says, “I’ve been suspecting it for a few days,” and I fall apart.“What?” I sound reedy.Maybe that’s why Zane ignores my question. Doesn’t look at me. Continues his conversation with Irene, composed, detached, like the topic is only mildly diverting. Broken boilers. The weather. Him, killing my mother.“And yet you didn’t tell her. How self-serving of you.”“I wanted to be certain, before informing her that one or more of her parents were high-profile figures in a cult with a sky-high body count.”Irene sneers. “Now you know for sure.” She points at me with a flourish. “Tell her what happened that night. The Favored would like to know, too, wouldn’t we, friends? All we had to go by were the rotting corpses.”“Very well.” Zane takes a deep breath. Turns to me. Lifts his bound hands onto the table, leaning over his elbows, and
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Chapter: Chapter 244Zane steps inside. He’s drenched in rainwater, hands tied in front of his body. His forearms and neck are smeared with blood, green swirled with red. Some of it trickles slowly down his temple, where it mats his thick hair.Just below, a deep cut dissects his right cheekbone. He’s wearing a black shirt and black pants, which makes it impossible to tell whether he was injured in any vital spot.I can’t believe he came alone. After what he said about his mother, he made the same mistake. He’s so outnumbered, even he can’t make it out of this.And yet his smirk and “Thank you for having me” fill me with some temporary optimism, even after three more Weres walk inside behind him.It’s Jess and her two friends, clearly proud to be delivering the Alpha of the Northwest. They bend their heads to Irene. When she invites Zane to take a seat, the younger man pushes him and sends him staggering forward.The boy gets to gloat for about three seconds. Then Zane spins around, uses his bound hands t
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Chapter: Chapter 243The letter is not addressed to me. It’s the first thing I notice— the Dear Irene in unexpectedly round, neat handwriting. Mine is slanted and messy, hard to make out. Looks like an ECG line, Seraphine always says. You make people work for every damn letter. No one should have to expend much effort to know that you want them to buy zucchini. As if she ever once went grocery shopping.But this, this is bubbly. Girly.My mother’s.Dear Irene,I don’t know if or when you’ll receive this letter. I don’t know if you’re alive. It’s been approximately three weeks since we went our separate ways. Like we agreed, I’ll be vague about names and locations, in case the Northwest intercepts our communications. Without going into detail, I dearly hope our time apart has been less eventful for you than for us.Originally, it was just C., P., E., and me. A few days later, we encountered three other Favored on the run and joined forces. A larger group of adults allows for more night shifts to ensure
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