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____ SERAPHINA I was never supposed to matter. I was an inconvenience my mother dragged into a marriage she had no place in. A stepdaughter my new family pretended didn’t exist. Dante, my cold, untouchable stepbrother, ignored me. His best friends, Oliver and Allister, never spared me a glance. Until the night I made the worst mistake of my life. Two years ago, I made a mistake—a devastating, unforgivable mistake. I saw something I wasn’t meant to. Something dark. Something dangerous. And in my fear, I betrayed them. I should have never looked. I should have never screamed. I should have never made the call that changed everything. One call. One whispered plea for help. And the three of them were dragged away in cuffs. Dante. Oliver. Allister. The LORDS. Now they’re back. Not to forgive. Not to forget. But to make me pay. Two years older, darker, ruthless. They don’t know that my stepfather has already sold me into a beneficial arrange marriage, a pawn in his political games. They don’t know that I am already paying for my mistake, that I’m shackled in a different kind of prison. All they care about is that I belong to them and pay for my sins. And before my fiancé can claim me, they will. Dante, my cold, merciless stepbrother, who once ignored me, now he watches me with a predator’s gaze, waiting to strike. Oliver, the charming manipulator, who plays with my mind just as much as my body. And Allister, the silent executioner, who never speaks but whose touch leaves me gasping. Three men who once ruled the world I live in now rule me. They want my tears, my screams, my submission. They want to ruin me in every way possible. Their hands punish. Their lips taunt. Their bodies ruin. But the worst part? A part of me likes it. This isn’t a love story. It’s a game of power, pain, and obsession. And I’m about to lose everything. Even my heart. And when one of them decides that’s what he exactly wants, maybe he’ll get it too. After all, the Lords always get what they want. And this time… they want me. This is a Dark Step Brother Bully Romance with themes of reverse harem. ____ The book contains explicit scenes, including sexual content and violence, intended for mature audiences only. Reader discretion is advised. The author does not promote, endorse, or participate in any of the actions depicted in this work. This is purely a dark fictional story meant for entertainment purposes. Follòw me on Instà for new updates at author_gupta and on F B at A Gupta's Fans club group for daily chapter discussions and find my other completed books!!! ~ A. Gupta🫶JUHANI have a stalker.A pretty stalker who has been following me around for quiet some time now. And right now I could feel her eyes on me.“Good riddance.”“May she rot in hell.” My siblings responded in unison as if they’d rehearsed the whole thing.I looked to my right to find our baby sister, Arina. She shrugged. “She’s absolutely going there,” She said defensively, her grey eyes narrowed as if challenging me to contradict her and her golden hair shining brightly like a beacon among the crowd donned in black under the clouded sky. And even though she was just eighteen, she was a force to be reckoned with, which was why I chose not to say anything.“Damn right.” Came the quick response from my left where my younger brother stood with a grin that he couldn’t hide. With that easy going grin, dark hair and green eyes, Luka was easily the most sought after Sokolov sibling between the three of us. And it might also had something to do with the fact that no one dared to approach me
NINA I woke up slowly. My body and mind taking extra time to come to the present world. For a moment I just laid there as warmth surrounded me from both sides and it instantly reminded me of last night. My wedding night with my two husbands. Last night after Lachlan’s punishment, Jeremiah had carried him into the bedroom where we both had kissed every inch of him, reminding him how much he was loved and treasured. And then while Jer had fucked him, at the same time Lachlan had taken me. With every thrust from Jeremiah, Lachlan was impaling me with his cock. That memory was enough to make me squirm and as I shifted, my whole body protested, certain parts of my anatomy ached, reminding me that not just my pussy, my husbands had claimed my arse too. Later when we were all sweaty and panting, Jeremiah had ushered us into the bathroom and he was the one who had cleaned us up while I sat in Lachlan’s as he sat on the bench. And it took more than usual time because in the midd
JEREMIAHThe monster inside me was still roaring, my heart still clamoring behind the ribcage as the thought of him leaving us kept digging its poisonous claws.How dare he?After everything I did to reassure him.I fucking splayed myself open to not to make them question my feelings. But apparently it wasn’t enough for my little shadow as it was for Lisichka.Do I need to take a bullet for him to make him believe me?“Jeremy?”“Try again.”From his position where he was blindfolded and bent over with his arms tied behind him, Lachlan murmured, “For how long are you going to punish me, moy korol?”I smirked. “I haven't even started yet and you’re already tired?”He shifted on his feet and I stood there, watching him squirm. As much as I loved my wife and enjoyed our predatory games, having her submission is as beautiful as the warmth of the sun in the winter morning. But to get my little shadow to submit and give up his control was totally another feat. Watching the chains of his c
NINA “What are you looking at, il mio cuoricino?” I walked to where my son stood near the window, looking out. After the celebration and the early dinner everyone left, leaving behind a calm and a peaceful house. Jonathan and Mila went back to the penthouse as their two months old son was fussing. Kayne and Anastasia once again got into an argument that will probably go on for days or until the next time I see her with swollen lips and well placed bite marks around her throat, reminding everyone she already belongs to someone. And Xavier was probably terrorizing the women at the club. On the other hand Olezka was busy, trying his best to pursue Valerie to marry him. He was the only one I worried about, because like Jeremiah, I also thought there might come a day when he might get tired of being what he was not. But tomorrow morning they will all be back again for the breakfast. And as much as I loved having them around, to finally have a bunch of people, a big family to
LACHLAN “What do you want me to do?” Jeremiah’s eyes narrowed on me. And then, he stepped down from the makeshift dais and walked toward me. When he was close enough, he grabbed me by the back of my neck and pulled me closer with a jerk. “I want you to fucking drop the idea that you’re ever going to escape me.” My eyes widened like I was some clueless teen in a young adult drama. He gritted out, “You think I don’t know what the fuck is going on in that head of yours? You think you can hide from me? From us?” My eyes shifted to Nina as she too made her way where we stood. She took my hand in her small ones as she stopped beside me. “You promised me that I’ll never be an outsider, but it seems somehow we made you think you’re one. And I am sorry.” “No.” Jeremiah growled, “We didn’t make him think that. It was him and his mind that went against him and he let it.” Nina cupped my cheek. “Don’t mind him. He’s just scared that you’re going to leave us.” “I am—”
A few weeks later... LACHLAN There was something wrong with me. I couldn’t pin point it. But there was a sort of melancholy surrounding my heart for some reason that I didn’t want to look too deep into. It was born on the day I came back from Italy with Juhan. It was just a fleeting thought at the time, something I used to brush off and even hated to have that vile thought in my mind to begin with.I fought it, buried it and tried to even suffocate it. But with each day that passed that thought has become a thorn in my side. A sick, twisted, voice that keeps haunting me. Telling me that I didn’t belong here anymore. That they both have each other. They are a family of three and I was an outsider. No. They didn’t make me feel like that. No. They didn’t say or do anything to make me have such thiughts or to hurt my feelings. I was the one hurting myself. I was the one who couldn’t hold myself steady while each day pushes me into a spiral I didn’t think I could com
JEREMIAH I was on my way to the outhouse where my aunt was being held for information. It had been more than forty eight hours and I had ordered my men to roughen her up a little bit to get it out of her why she was targeting my wife and my little shadow, what vendetta she held against me. But she
NINA My eyelids fluttered open as I was lowered into warm water and possessive arms circled around me, pulling me against a hard muscled chest. A moment later a large hand held a bottle of water, bringing it to my lips and he coaxed me to take a few sips. It was maybe my seventh release when
JEREMIAH I shifted my gaze from my wife to my little shadow. My little shadow. Unlike my wife, he never hid his true feelings from me. From the very beginning he knew what he wanted and he claimed it. And not only me. He did the same with Nina, and look at that, like me, she also fell for h
JEREMIAH “She just fucking disappeared!!” Kayne raked his fingers through his hair and even as rage wrapped around him, there was fear in his eyes he couldn’t hide. “Come on, let's sit down,” I said, noticing he was close to spiralling. I hadn't ever asked him about what kind of relationsh







