LOGINRemington “Remi” Flounder grew up wanting a brother, so of course he should’ve been overjoyed when his mother remarried a man with a son his age. Wrong. Remi hated him. He hated Soren the pompous, infuriatingly handsome, and dangerously sexy stepbrother hockey star who made it his mission to ruin his life. He mocked him. Taunted him. Drove him insane. Their hatred bloomed into something darker, their madness feeding on each other’s thirst for revenge. But one mistake had Soren cast out by his father… and that’s when Remi began to see their enmity for what it truly was, something more. Years later, he returns. A hockey captain out for his blood. But what happens when his first act is to destroy those who cross him? When he wards off every man who dares approach him? Or even betraying his best friend when he dares to want him too. Amid his twisted games, he whispers to him: “Let’s make a bet, Remi. Make me fall in love with you in three months, and I’ll leave you the fuck alone. Lose the bet, and you’ll submit to my three dares.” Now Remi finds himself torn between the stepbrother who loathes yet obsesses over him, a devilishly handsome man who betrayed his trust but would burn the world to win him back, and his equally possessive best friend, the man of his forbidden dreams
View MoreREMINGTON11 MONTHS, 23 DAYS LATER.“We… won?” I muttered beneath my breath, eyes glued to my phone, watching the hockey match live.“We fucking won!” I screamed at the top of my voice, earning a groan from Clark and a grumble from my mum. This was the final match in a major competition, and our school — Chastity Verse — won.“Pull over!” I ordered the driver behind the wheel. He glanced backwards at my mum, who groaned in frustration.“That boy will be your ruin. I do not approve of him. I told you a million times already,” Mom complained as I planted a quick kiss on her temple and did the same with Clark.“Bye Dad,” I greeted Clark before alighting from the car and hailing the next taxi immediately. I’d told Raphael I needed to take a break, go on this seminar thing with Mum because she practically begged about it, and Clark felt it was a good weekend to bond. But we won. I knew Raphael would be at the party thrown at their hotel tonight, likely high as a kite, but I couldn’t just l
REMINGTONDoes he love my mother? Or is this some actual arranged-marriage bullshit again? Or was he simply here because he was coerced into it by his, of course, tyrant twisted-minded son?“She’s in safe hands, Dad. I’ll have him checked into all his classes. Remi’s in very good hands,” Soren spoke, smiling wider — his golden retriever mask pulled on for our parents to see.“Thank you, Soren. I just had to be certain you had his back. So kids, there won’t be a honeymoon — there’s a business meeting for Clark and I tonight. We might be home late or take up a hotel,” Mom explained, running her fingers through my hair with a smile. She loved me. But I couldn’t stomach the thought of what she had done to me.“Bye, Clark,” I greeted. He hummed a goodbye with a sincere smile as I shut the door. I could hear other voices and Soren opening a door as well; soft footsteps pattered behind me. I’d refused breakfast because, God help me, I’d already been damned before I sat a few inches away from
REMINGTONI always wanted a brother, and prayed for one desperately. But then I met Soren Gregory and I changed my mind. Some prayers should be left unanswered.My fingers trembled around the bouquet of flowers I held on my mother’s behalf as we all smiled into the camera. Fear and panic thrummed in me. I glanced sideways—he wasn’t there. Gone as soon as the picture was taken. I dragged out a loud huff of air, relieved that I could finally be calm for a minute.“The wedding’s over, this is the last picture. I need to sleep, Ma,” I whispered against my mother’s ear. There were still a few guests lingering around, but that wasn’t my main problem. I needed to get safe in my room before the grinning devil came back around.Mom gave me a slow nudge, whispered a few words of thanks. Her husband, Clark, seemed way too busy with the guests. I turned on my heels, bolted up the stairs into my bedroom before exhaling so hard my shoulders dropped. I hadn’t even switched off the light but I had lo
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