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My Biker Stepbrother, My Ruin Conflicted
~Teyana’s POV~My strength was waning by the minute, yet, I lifted my face fully to Jeremy then, my fingers tightening around Carol’s phone as though it might steady me. My voice came out quieter than I felt, brittle around the edges.“Do you want to explain this?” I asked him. Even though I wasn’t even sure if I wanted to hear his explanations if there were any.Jeremy didn’t answer.He didn’t deny it.He didn’t rush to defend himself.He didn’t even look surprised. Just…caught. He just stood there, staring at the screen I was holding, jaw clenched so tightly I could see the muscle jump beneath his skin.And just like that—my heart dropped.It wasn’t a slow fall. It plummeted. Straight through my chest, knocking the breath out of me as though something vital had been ripped loose.Carol let out a tired breath beside me and shook her head at him, her disappointment sharp and unapologetic.“Whatever this situation is,” she said flatly, “you should be done bringing drama into Teyana’s
My Biker Stepbrother, My Ruin He Universe Is Against Us
~Teyana’s POV~The meeting ended almost an hour ago. But the aftermath tension clung to the walls of the Carter house like smoke that refused to clear, lingering in every corner I turned to. My mum had an hospital appointment and had left with the family driver. Mariah had left with Zayne. Natalie- with Vance and Professor Hartley. John had work to do so he left for his study.Vance had given his own small speech earlier about how everyone needed unity now and let the past remain gone. We had honored Chris’ death with a one minute silence also. Now, I retreated to my room without announcing it, my feet carrying me there out of instinct more than intention.My room still smelled the same- lavender detergent and books. I vacuumed everywhere just to keep myself busy, remade my bed, then went to the bathroom to wash my face.I dried my face and sat on the bed, waiting.I had seen Jeremy and Hartley step outside together earlier. Their backs were tense, shoulders squared like two men t
My Biker Stepbrother, My Ruin One Last Family Gathering
Heads up- hey, besties 🤍(At this point, you’re more than my readers to me.)We’re entering the final arc of this story, and I want to gently prepare you- the next few chapters may not unfold the way you expect or hope. Some moments might be frustrating, some painful—but I ask that you keep an open heart and continue reading.Even when things don’t go the way you want for now, trust that every turn matters. I promise a satisfying ending- one that makes the journey worth it.So step into this arc knowing it’s unpredictable. Read with a free mind, feel everything, and let the story take you where it needs to go.I love you all.Now… continue reading 🤍* ~Teyana’s POV~I had never been this aware of my own breathing in a while.Everyone here sat like they were bracing for impact. I was not comfortable with the faces here- especially Jeremy’s mother, Natalie. John sat on the middle couch. My mother was beside him, her fingers folded neatly in her lap. Mariah sat opposite her. Natalie w
My Biker Stepbrother, My Ruin The Burial
~Teyana’s POV~(A Week Later)I didn’t want to be here. I didn’t think I could. And yet, here I was. It was Chris’ burial. A week had passed since his death. The media frenzy, the chaos—it had only magnified the reality of the moment. It was even rumored that his father had closed down his company, same as his mother, because they were moving out of the country after his burial.After the news confirmed Chris had killed Dr. Smith and Adam, and had attempted to harm Maxton too, the world had labeled Maxton as someone who had taken the law into his own hands. He might get bail, the reports said, but penalties were inevitable.He was also getting heavy supports from his family members and friends. I heard that Jeremy had been also making sure that Maxton got bailed. Carol’s hand rested lightly on my shoulder in the cab. “We can go back if you don’t want to attend,” she said softly, her voice calm but tinged with concern.I managed a small, tentative smile. “No… I’ll go. I need to. To cl
My Biker Stepbrother, My Ruin The Trauma Lives
~Teyana’s POV~“Don’t… please… don’t shoot.”The words kept leaving my mouth before I was even aware of where I was. They spilled out weakly, broken, threaded with panic, as if my body was still trapped in that room even though my mind was trying to crawl its way out.A hand settled over mine. It was warm and grounding.“Teyana. Hey. You’re okay. You’re safe.” I wanted to call his name- Jeremy. But that wasn’t Jeremy’s voice. Yet, it sounded familiar.I jerked upright with a sharp gasp, my eyes flying open as my body jolted into full consciousness. My chest heaved heavily as air rushed back into my lungs, my heart slamming so hard it hurt. White light blinded me for a second, sterile and too bright, and the sharp scent of antiseptic filled my nose.Hospital. That’s where I was. My head throbbed immediately, a dull but insistent ache that made me wince as I lifted my hand to my forehead. Something rough met my fingers—bandages plastered on my forehead. That was when I noticed the IV t
My Biker Stepbrother, My Ruin The Psychopath Fell
~Jeremy’s POV~For a fraction of a second, everything went silent.The kind of silence that followed something irreversible. The kind that sucked all the air out of the room and left your ears ringing even when no sound remained.My heart pounded harder than it had ever been. Chris was going to shoot Teyana, but she was still here- alive and breathing- hard. My gaze slowly darted to the floor. Chris lay sprawled on the there, motionless. Completely still.Chris. Chris Dales. He is dead. I felt bile rise to my throat. I had never been this traumatized in my entire life. I was going to shoot him, but it wasn’t my gun that shot him.Blood crept out from beneath his head, spreading slowly, deliberately, like it had all the time in the world. The bullet had gone straight through his forehead. Clean and final.My fingers were still wrapped around the gun in my hand, my arms rigid, my chest heaving violently, but I knew, deep in my bones— even though I couldn’t actually differentiate reality
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