LOGINZephyr The entire drive to Belmont should have been satisfying. It should have been fucking glorious. After all, I had just witnessed something I was absolutely never going to let Elowen forget for the rest of her life. Her face. Jesus Christ. Just thinking about it made my lips twitch. The way her mouth had landed directly on the zipper of my jeans, right on my crotch. The way those green eyes had widened like saucers. Every drop of colour drained from her face before all of it came rushing back so fast she turned violently red. Her ears had gone pink. Her cheeks had gone crimson. Even the tip of her nose had turned red. And for the first time since meeting her— My sharp-mouthed, smartass little stepsister had been speechless. No insults thrown at me, no sarcastic comeback, or dramatic threats about murdering me. Nothing. Just pure, raw embarrassment, and fuck if that wasn't the cutest thing I had ever seen. Cute. I frowned at my own thought. I shouldn't think of her that w
Elowen I've come to a conclusion that I must've been the universe's most hated person to walk the earth. I was fully convinced of that by the time I dragged my suitcase down the stairs that morning. It didn't just dislike me or feel mildly inconvenienced by my existence. Passionate hatred—that's the feeling it had for me. Because there was absolutely no other explanation for why my life had turned into a badly written comedy where every punchline involved my dearest stepbrother. My duffel bag was slung over one shoulder, a backpack hanging off the other, while I half-dragged my suitcase like a struggling single mother of three. My laptop bag kept slipping down my arm every three seconds, and I was already sweating. What a great way to start your first day in college. Fantastic. By the time I reached the last few steps, I could see Zephyr through the open front door, standing there and looking illegal. He leaned against a sleek blue sports car parked in the driveway like he belo
Elowen The first thing I felt when I woke up this morning was excitement. Pure, unfiltered excitement. For the first time in what felt like forever, I actually sprang out of bed without hitting snooze three times or bargaining with God for five extra minutes of sleep. My heart felt strangely light, buzzing with the kind of energy that made it impossible to stay still. Today was my first day at Belmont Academy. Belmont. I smiled. Even thinking the name made something flutter inside my chest. I had done it. Me. Elowen Vale. The girl who spent years juggling school, helping Father, working at Cheesy Crust, and posting random singing videos online in hopes that one day, just one day, something would work out. And something finally did. I got into my dream college. On a scholarship. Okay, technically, the scholarship only covered one year, which meant I still had three terrifyingly expensive years ahead of me. But that was a problem for future Elowen. Present Elowen refused t
ZephyrMy erection throbbed harder as my gaze trailer from her angry looking eyes down to her gorgeous body. Thank fuck I hadn't stripped my boxers, or else there would be nothing but a throbbing , hot dick between us. The last thing I wanted was for her to know how much she was having an effect on me. No, no she wasn't. She can not be having an effect on me. "My giant dick is in check, princess. What do you have that will make it stand in your favour? You are just some inexperienced, foolish little girl, trying so hard to fit in a world that she doesn't belong in." I smirked, when I saw her faltering but something about her expression made me regret my words. Was I too harsh? I could read her like a book even though she had failed so much in hiding most of her expressions from me. I saw sadness in them. Just the same as the one from the last time we met which had haunted me so much. I moved closer to her, my hand reached out to touch her cheek and then I stopped. What the fuck w
Zephyr Sleep was bullshit. Complete fucking bullshit. I dragged a hand through my damp hair as I stepped into the hallway, my jaw tight enough to crack teeth. Every night by this hour, I would either be taking a puff out of my cigarettes, swimming, or blasting music loud enough to drown out my thoughts. Tonight, swimming won. Because if I stayed in that godforsaken room one entire second longer, I might punch a hole through the wall. Or worse— I might think so much my brain would start to hurt. Mirabelle’s voice still echoed in my head. Behave yourself, Zephyr. Stop embarrassing me. Try acting like a normal human being for once. I scoffed bitterly. Normal? That word again. She loves that word. My entire life, she had wanted me polished, controlled, presentable—like some expensive object she could show off to the world. Not a son. Some kind of trophy. Or a burden. A mistake, even. My jaw flexed. And now she moved me into this mansion with her new husband
Elowen“Are you kidding me right now, Elowen?” Isa asked enthusiastically—too enthusiastically.The bed squeaked as I plopped on my stomach and sighed into the phone. “Yes, he is my stepbrother.”I jerked my phone out of my ear as her scream nearly made me deaf.“Do you know what this means?!”“No?” I meticulously brought my phone back to my ear, praying that she wouldn’t scream again.“It means that you can finally finish what you guys started.”I frowned. “What did we—”“Oh, don’t play dumb with me, Elowen. We are way passed that.” She paused before continuing. “I mean, you can finally make out with the world’s most handsome man!”Oh, God. I wanted to puke, or at least force myself to. I shrugged off the images that came to my head.I hadn’t told my best friend about Zephyr’s show-and-tell in the bathroom last night. It embarrassed me to no end, and I decided to keep it to myself. A Google search of pierced cocks ended up keeping me awake for the rest of the night. I tried to rememb
ElowenI didn’t even have the luxury to react before his hot mouth came down on mine. My eyes widened. How did things get to this point?In the next second, my back was pressed against the cold wall as his tall, muscular frame trapped me.I tried to push him away, but his grip on my neck tightened.
There are exactly three things a girl expects to find when she accidentally opens the wrong bedroom door at a graduation party. A sleeping drunk. A couple making out. Or a bathroom. What she does not expect to find is a half-dressed stranger staring back at her after she’s interrupted his m
Elowen It had to be a dream. Please tell me it’s a dream. In fact, a nightmare. Whoever said “be careful what you wish for” deserved a Nobel Prize. There was a time in my life when I wanted a sibling. You know, someone to talk to. Someone to annoy. Someone to protect me from our emotion
ElowenThe stupid thing was that I could still hear the annoying sound of his laughter five minutes later. In my head.I pushed through a crowd of dancing people and headed straight for the kitchen.My face was still burning. No. Burning wasn’t the right word. I was mortified. I grabbed the first







