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Darling and Her Ex's Stepbrothers

Darling and Her Ex's Stepbrothers

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By:  Author NengiOngoing
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Steamy

Werewolf

Dark Romance

Omega

Triplets

Alpha

Reverse Harem

Pregnant

Revenge

“Look at yourself, darling. Moaning like a slut on my brother's cock. You should be ashamed." He wrapped his fingers around my neck forcing me to stare at the mirror in front us. "Go on, baby girl. C*m for us." *** Twenty-year-old Abigail Darlington, Darling to the few who love her, Abby to the ones who hate her, thought she had her life figured out. Her high school sweetheart loved her. Their solid relationship has lasted three years. And she has a future in her dream college. Until he dumped her over text… for someone skinnier, richer, and more "worthy" of his rising status. Humiliated and heartbroken, Darling is left to pick up the pieces under the college spotlight, while the world applauds her ex for his “upgrade.” But she's not going down without a fight. If he wants a war, she’ll give him one, by hitting where it hurts most. His stepbrothers. Three gorgeous, powerful S-Class alphas who dominate the campus and make hearts (and other things) race. Darling doesn’t just want their attention— she wants their obsession. But her revenge turns complicated fast. Because the alphas aren’t what she expected. What starts as seduction quickly spirals into something darker, deeper, and far more dangerous. Heated glances turn to possessive touches. Soft moans into growled promises.. And somewhere between all of that, and late-night confessions, Darling finds herself falling hard. Then comes the positive test. The threats from their elitist, vicious mother. And her ex, suddenly desperate to have her back. Now, Darling must navigate love, power, and a storm of consequences she never saw coming. Revenge was supposed to feel good. She never expected it to feel like home. She never expected it to come with a heartbeat.

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Chapter 1

001: The Boyfriend Disaster Part One

WARNING: This story contains explicit content like vulgar language, explicit depictions of sex, and violence. Proceed with caution.

~~Abigail Darlington~~

 

Two times in my life, I’ve cried so hard I thought I’d die from it.

 

The first time was when my mom was hospitalized. I was so young, and I thought her being in the hospital meant she was practically dead. I know better now, although my thoughts haven’t changed. I still think she’s as good as dead, and it breaks my heart.

 

The second time was when I got accepted into Evermont University's special student scholarship. It’s a full-ride scholarship that meant a poor girl like me could study my dream degree at my dream college.

 

Those were the only two times I cried inconsolably. I told myself the third time would be when I finally graduate, or get proposed to. I didn’t think it would happen on a rainy Thursday, six days before my second year began.

 

I forgot to introduce myself. Where am I manners?

 

Buonasera, mi chiamo Abigail Ricci. Technically, my full name is Abigail Darlington Ricci. Both of my parents kept their last names. Does it sound ridiculous? Yes. Yes, it does. But it gave way to my nickname.

 

My friends call me Darling. They say I’m sweet, innocent, a bit naive, but smart. They said that. I only believe the smart part. My grades are my pride and joy.

 

I’m twenty years old, and I live in a world of class and shifters. No, not the class you go to gain knowledge. No, it’s a class of wolves. The highest and rarest class is S, and the lowest is a C.

 

A C-class beta is significantly weaker than an S-class beta. Doesn’t matter how hard they train; biology is against them. That’s just how this works. They will always lack something that the class above them has.

 

I happen to not only be poor, well below middle class if you want to be fancy about it, but also a C-class omega. I don’t have to worry about being wanted by any alpha because I’m just not good enough. That’s basically what my DNA said to me.

 

I’ve come to terms with it. I can’t change it. My chances of mating perfectly are lower than those of any other omega in the classes above me. So alphas tend to take their picks from up there. It doesn’t bother me. I can’t change that part of my life unless I develop magical powers.

 

I can’t shift either. That’s for the B-class or higher.

 

I’m just that wonderful. Read the sarcasm. That’s why I cherish my grades. I’ll always have a defect, something that puts me behind others in life. A B-class omega won’t just get the better mate but also the better jobs. Only a perfect degree can guarantee my life doesn’t continue to be shit.

 

I lucked out, though, when it came to being picked. Or so I thought.

 

When I was ten, I befriended this A-class alpha. Elio. Gorgeous in every way. We’re from the same small village in Sicily. No pack structures. Just a bunch of wolves who formed a loving community. He’s been my best friend since then. I don’t think I could have trusted anyone as much as I trusted him.

 

Elio saw me at my worst. He saw me when my mother flatlined for the first time. He held me. Took me to his treehouse and bored himself listening to me talk about science facts because he knew it would cheer me up. He was there for literally everything.

 

Every stage of my life after the age of ten, he was there.

 

So when he asked me out... I said yes. His family wasn’t as poor as mine. They had enough money to leave the village, but stayed because Elio was comfortable there. He could have chosen anyone else. But he chose me. We dated throughout our final year in high school. I was eighteen at the time.

 

I never had to feel like I was lacking, no matter the comments people made about me. My biological class, and my body. I didn’t care because Elio loved me.

 

When his father remarried, and he had to move to Florence, Tuscany, to start uni, he begged me to go with him. That’s why I’m here. I applied for that special student scholarship and worked my ass off to get in. My first year was a breeze of romantic dates, assignments, and making new friends.

 

I was comfortable. Everything was heading in the right direction.

 

Have I mentioned that I’m pretty smart? Well, that only applies to books.

 

I noticed Elio had changed. His father married this billionaire woman I’ve never heard of, and suddenly Elio had a new car. New phone. New clothes. New friends. New personality.

 

I was scared at first, but he told me.... he told me it would be fine. That physically he’d changed, but he was still my Elio. He was still the guy who stayed with me in the rain when my dad couldn’t pick me up, and caught a cold from doing that. The guy who spent weeks finding a flower I wasn’t allergic to, so I wouldn’t feel left out of the girlfriend experience.

 

He was gentle during our first time.

 

No one loves me more than he does.

 

I felt safe. I felt so safe.

 

So tell me why... why is this happening now?

 

I glanced down, clutching my umbrella. I was coming back from the library. I was figuring out which classes I needed to sign up for my second year when I got a text.

 

Boyfriend[three red hearts]: Darling, we need to talk.

 

Boyfriend[three red hearts]: Look, it’s been fun knowing you all these years, but I think we can both agree that we want different things. You’re content being where you are, and I’m just not okay with that.

 

Boyfriend[three red hearts]: I want something better. Someone who knows how to dress, how to act, someone I can show to my stepmother. I need a real omega who won’t have complications while giving me a child.

 

Boyfriend[three red hearts]: You’re always saying that there’s nothing you can do to change your biological class, and you’re right. So you have to understand that being with a C-class fat omega like you would only drag me down. How would I mingle with my people when I’m being held back by your faults?

 

Boyfriend[three red hearts]: It doesn’t make any sense. I hope you can understand. Don’t lose hope. Maybe there’s a C-class alpha out there looking for his perfect woman. You’d fit right in. I hope you won’t make a scene when we see each other. Try not to love me too much.

 

Boyfriend[three red hearts]: I won’t blame you if you do. I get it, I’m your first love. I’m probably the best you could do. But you’re not the same for me. And puppy love isn’t enough. Try not to cry too much. I’ll always cherish what we had when we were young and dumb. I wish you well, Abigail. It was fun.

 

(Boyfriend[three red hearts] has blocked you.)

 

I don’t even know what to say. Where do I even begin?

 

I thought everything was fine. I was on track to get a degree that would grant me a job despite my hangups, and I had a boyfriend who loved me. So why would he do this?

 

This just isn’t him. It isn’t Elio. He would never block me. He would never insult me. He doesn’t think of me as.... I need to find him. To tell him someone took his phone and they said mean things.

 

I called his direct line and started walking. Water splashed on my boots; the rain was getting stronger. I know I should go back to my dorm, but this is more important than being caught in a storm.

 

I held the phone tightly, my heart racing. It barely rang before I heard an automated voice.

 

“The person you’ve called is unavailable. Please try again later.”

 

Unavailable? He blocked me here, too?

 

No, no, no. That’s not right.

 

Where could he be?

 

It’s a Thursday, and he’ll be at Rosco’s Grill N’ Bar drinking with his new friends.

 

I broke into a sprint, trying not to hit anyone or slam into something. It was hard to see. The rain was harsher now. My umbrella was ripped out of my hand by the harsh winds.

 

Fuck. I shoved my phone under my jacket and continued running. After almost thirty minutes i saw the large sign.

 

I started sobbing, grateful for the water washing my tears away. I peered in through the window and spotted him.

 

He was holding his phone, laughing. I made a move to enter the bar when I saw her.

 

Chelly Anderson. Have you ever seen a model? Slim, long-legged, looks like she belongs on another planet full of other models?

 

That would be Chelly. She’s incredibly beautiful. Not to mention her father is rich, rich. Not up to billionaire rich, but rich enough that Chelly will never have to work. She was hanging off Elio’s arm, wearing a short black dress and laughing at something. He had his free arm wrapped around her waist.

 

He turned on his phone and aimed it at her face. Then showed it to the group. Then broke out into more laughter. I couldn’t tell what he was showing them, but something told me going in there would only hurt me more.

 

It doesn’t look like someone stole his phone.

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82 Chapters
001: The Boyfriend Disaster Part One
WARNING: This story contains explicit content like vulgar language, explicit depictions of sex, and violence. Proceed with caution. ~~Abigail Darlington~~ Two times in my life, I’ve cried so hard I thought I’d die from it. The first time was when my mom was hospitalized. I was so young, and I thought her being in the hospital meant she was practically dead. I know better now, although my thoughts haven’t changed. I still think she’s as good as dead, and it breaks my heart. The second time was when I got accepted into Evermont University's special student scholarship. It’s a full-ride scholarship that meant a poor girl like me could study my dream degree at my dream college. Those were the only two times I cried inconsolably. I told myself the third time would be when I finally graduate, or get proposed to. I didn’t think it would happen on a rainy Thursday, six days before my second year began. I forgot to introduce myself. Where am I manners? Buonasera, mi chiamo Abigail Ricci
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002: The Boyfriend Disaster Part Two
~~Abigail Darlington~~I stood there, getting drenched by the pouring rain, watching my boyfriend laugh with the girl he told me I shouldn’t worry about. Chelly joined his friend group four months ago. She blended in perfectly with them. These were the same people who rebuffed me. And acted like being in my presence made them dirty. They welcomed her with open arms.They’re all A-class. Chelly is an A-class omega. Literal perfection, other than the rarity of an S-class anything. She once asked if I was pregnant, then laughed when I told her I wasn’t. Elio told me she was just nervous about meeting me. I believed him. Even though it was uncalled for, and I'd barely sat down. The comments didn't stop, but Elio always had a defense for her. I guess I am naive. I always believed him because why would Elio lie to me? Why would my boyfriend/childhood friend lie to my face?I forced my body to turn away from the scene, then walked off into the night. I was still crying, but I couldn’t let
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003: Fear A Woman Scorned
~~Abigail Darlington~~“It’s been two weeks, Darling, you can’t live like this.” Jade sighed, and I winced. Feeling bad for being an inconvenience. “Don’t even go there, you do not inconvenience anyone. I just hate seeing you like this. We both do.”Chiara bounced her head, her curls of light and dark pink flew back and forth. “We’re really worried. You can’t skip your class with Elio. He’s just one person out of fifty. You need that class to pass. You also need to sign up for your other classes. You have to keep on living. I get dumped all the time, and you don’t see me moping.”Jade groaned and shook her head. “Firstly, you get dumped because you’re always hitting on straight, taken girls. Promising them futures you don’t intend to make happen. Secondly, I’ve seen you mope a lot.”Chiara waved her off with dismissal. “Don’t be ridiculous. I don’t mope. And I date trapped women who need saving.”I rolled my eyes at that, and Chiara grinned. “There’s my girl.” “I’m sorry.” I apologi
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004: The Glow-up
~~Abigail Darlington~~It took me three more weeks to finally get my plan together. To get my looks together. To change my entire wardrobe into the... what did Jade call them? Cunty? Yeah, the cuntiest set of clothes I could find. I had to practice how to walk in heels, all types of heels. I’m still learning, I can’t perfect it overnight, but I’m determined. And I’m a fast learner.The most important part was switching up the products I use on my face, and learning to do simple makeup that wouldn’t make me look like a different person, but would highlight my features instead. Three weeks. I had to pack all this knowledge, sign up for my classes, and still show up for the classes I’d already signed up for. There was a lot to do. Today’s the first day of Wolf Transformation class, which Romeo Amoretti teaches. I finally researched the Amoretti family. I can see why Elio told me not to. They are good-looking. So attractive. The three brothers are Romeo, Niccolo, and Nero Amoretti. Rom
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005: The Brothers—Romeo Amoretti
~~Abigail Darlington~~During the drive, Jade gave me some more advice. “Confidence is your main issue. These Xevier wolves can smell a phony from a mile away. But that’s where being a C-class omega comes into play. Your scent isn’t as obvious as that of other wolves, and they’d likely be snobbish. Thinking nothing of you at first. You just need to lead with your body. Don’t let your brain fuck things up. Walk in there like they already want you. Don’t think, but what if?” she mimicked in a small voice, and I pinched her lightly. “Ow, I’m just saying don’t do that. You need to strut in there.”I swallowed. “I can do that. I want to do that, but there are other—“Jade started shaking her head. The car came to a stop. “Darling, confidence is key. You’re just as beautiful as any other class of omegas. The best part about you is that you’re fucking smart. These guys can’t intimidate you intellectually.”She’s right. I know she is.“They’ll see your outfit and expect a dumb bitch. They’ll
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006: The Brothers—Romeo Amoretti PT 2
~~Abigail Darlington~~ The class starts exactly when Professor Nero said it would. An hour later. Students filled the entire room. Two girls sat on either side of me and complimented my top. I tried not to freak out about it because I’ve basically got my tits out on display. Not showing my nipples doesn’t exactly change things. Instead of freaking the fuck out of my mind, I smiled at them and thanked them. The girls seemed pretty nice, and it wasn’t until I got their scent that I realized they’re betas. Can I say my favorite people are betas who aren’t A-class? They’re so kind. They honestly don’t give a damn about anyone else or what society thinks about us. I love them for that, even though I’ve been burned enough by a lot of them. I keep running into the A-class versions. The girls set up their accounts, and one of them says something.“Hey, have I seen you before? Were you at Chelly’s party last week?”I was about to say something, as I would rather die than show up to a party
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007: The Brothers—Niccolo Amoretti
~~Abigail Darlington~~So day one of my plan was a bit of a success. I got to meet all three brothers and have a panic attack during dinner with Jade and Chiara because if I do succeed in my quest, I will actually have to sleep with one or three men. I needed to drink to get back into the fake persona I was pulling off. This confident person was foreign to me. Today was a brand-new day, though. I had a math class before my class with Professor Niccolo. The mystery. I need to figure out his angle. If he goes for the more intellectual type, or if my body can do the work. The thing is, I don’t want to be smart in his class, or he might tell his brother Romeo, and that would just ruin everything. I need this first class to analyze. “You know I’m not really into this revenge idea. Revenge takes selling your soul, babes. What if you don’t like yourself by the end of this?” Chiara was in our room again. She doesn’t live here. She has her own room, without a roommate, because she kept sle
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008: The Brothers—Niccolo Amoretti PT 2
~~Abigail Darlington~~It’s official, I’m annoyed. I know I’m not the most seductive, but Professor Niccolo cannot be a person. His disinterest is so frustrating. He’s literally a blank shell.I sat behind one of the desks and watched him. He was humming and writing in his notes. Unlike Romeo, who must live in the gym, Niccolo is different. He has this striking, classically handsome face with defined features, and a kind of masculine elegance that makes me think chivalry still exists.But his eyes are brooding. They’re a piercing deep brown framed by thick lashes and strong eyebrows. There’s a glint of steel in his eyes that makes me think he’s calculating and cold, but hiding it behind his indifference.His face literally gives off ‘touch me and die’ energy that’s also quite intriguing.He has broad shoulders, he’s muscular— he’s more sleek than bulky. He has the type of build that is elegant, athletic, and powerful. He has on a tight black polo. I can see his defined abs through it.
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009: The Brat In Denim
~~Niccolo Amoretti~~“I’m tired of teaching. I thought the point of being rich was to stop working.” Nero dropped down next to me, but I barely heard him. I mean, okay, I heard him clearly. My ears are pretty damn good, and he’s a fucking loudmouth, but my brain was somewhere else.I stared at my hands. I did something I shouldn’t have done today. There’s a student code. Every teacher knows it. Hell, I know it. I’ve never broken a rule in my thirty years of living. As sad as that sounds. I like rules. They keep me grounded.But this girl. Blonde, blue-eyed, I should have smelled the trouble from a mile away. I thought she would choose the simpler option, kneeling. And I would have kept her on her knees for hours.I’ve done that to a student before. It bruised their knees and sent a clear message. Why didn’t I just…. Do that?Instead, I let her pull her skirt up, showing me her thong. Who wears that thin piece of fabric? I can’t even fully call it underwear to a class? Her ass was bare
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010: The Brothers—Nero Amoretti
~~Abigail Darlington~~The best part of being a flirt is apparently putting ice on your ass. Just my fucking luck. Chiara hasn’t stopped laughing, and Jade is mortified for me. I’m glad one of my friends has the decency not to laugh at me.I could barely sit yesterday, and I tried to hide it from them, but this morning, I was getting ready when Jade noticed the welts on my ass.“I can’t believe you let a stranger whip you in the ass.” Chiara was on the floor dying, and I lay on my stomach with an ice pack on each ass cheek. That shit hurt, but it wasn’t as bad. Professor Niccolo wasn’t too harsh, and after a while, I was fine with it.The moment I got home, though, and tried to sit? That shit went from fine to horrible instantly. Holy fuck. Sleeping in his class is the way to get his attention, but I might need to find a different strategy, or my ass will never recover.My only saving grace is that I don’t have my Primal Ethics class until tomorrow. So I can work on my ass before my o
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