Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Stepbrother, My Damnation : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Lina West's POVThis had to be a dream.No—it was a freaking nightmare, and I had no fucking idea how to wake up.Maybe it would end if I struggled harder. If I yanked violently enough against these metal restraints that my wrists just flew right off the cuffs.Or maybe... just maybe it would end if the sharks circling below succeeded in dragging my best friend, Olivia, into their tank."Lina, help me!" Olivia’s screams are loud enough to shake a mountain.God, we needed a mountain to fall. Right now. Immediately.But I couldn’t move.I was chained to a chair, paralyzed. In front of me sat a massive, illuminated tank, and dangling directly above it was Olivia. Her wrists were bound securely over her head, her body suspended precariously over the dark water."What is going on?!" Frantic, confused, and utterly terrified, I yell into the empty space.My emotions clogged my throat, but I could still taste the heavy air—salt mixed with the distinct, metallic tang of blood.Good Lord, how di

Lina West's POVI needed a breath of fresh air. Hell, I needed a whole new identity at this rate.Leaving my personal hell wasn't going to be easy, but maybe, just maybe, Mer's College could be my safe haven. I stood in front of the massive campus building, my eyes scanning the stone architecture until a sharp noise distracted me."It's so huge! Oh my god!"Amid the chaotic chatter of moving students, Olivia's voice cut through the noise like a siren. She squealed, twirling around so fast that her curly blonde hair smacked me right across the face.LA was a nightmare, but at least I’d be enduring the burn with my best friend. Then again, looking at her, I wondered if Olivia was even feeling the heat. We both transferred here to finish our degrees, though our first twenty-four hours in the city had ended in the most twisted way possible.For someone who had almost been turned into shark bait last night, Olivia was remarkably bubbly."You've gotta lighten up, bae!" She nudged closer, clu

Lina’s POVI wanted to change.Ever since I could remember, intimate contact with a man was absolute torture. Literally. My skin would break out in severe goosebumps, and my entire body would freeze up. It was an incredibly frustrating reaction, and it was the sole reason Princeton and I had broken up.I had no idea why my body reacted that way, but I wanted to fix it so badly. I figured a change of environment might help. I thought coming to LA would allow me to find a therapist—a specialist, someone, anyone—who could help me figure it out.In a twisted way, I found him instead. The devil."Why him?" I muttered, my hands tightening against the steering wheel.The city lights spilling through the windshield blurred as my eyes filled with tears. But amid the blur, one thing remained completely sharp. Riven. His touch.I ground my teeth together, shifting uncomfortably in the driver's seat. My little mission at the bar had ended in a disastrous way. I had found absolutely nothing about R

Lina’s POVI didn't blame him.The more I thought about Mr. Collins's pure terror and his choice to face hell instead of their wrath, the more it actually made sense. I still knew very little about this Eve Wolfgang, except for the fact that she was just as shameless as the devil himself. Still, it was incredibly easy to tell she was dangerous.She was the daughter of Principal Wolfgang, a man I had already heard so much about. Yet, she performed an explicit act right in the middle of a campus office. It wasn’t even just about the disrespect; there was something unsettling in her eyes. Something dark and daring."Yeah. I'd choose hell too," I muttered in a quiet groan, stretching my arms over the back of my chair.Once I sat up straight again, my attention drifted across the room, moving from one uniform-clad figure to another. My internship was officially taking place in a police station, and I absolutely loved it. It wasn't just because the position gave me direct access to files tha

Riven’s POVThey stung like hell.My eyes were currently burning from the harsh blast of antiseptic spray, but that pain didn't compare to the agony in my eardrums. My fucking ears kept ringing, and I had Eve to thank for that. She was screaming at the top of her lungs, and the sound was entirely deafening.I squinted my throbbing, blurry eyes and focused on the girl standing across the room. Adelina West glared at me, and I thoroughly enjoyed every second of it. Her wide eyes looked like two polished bullets, loaded with pure hatred and aimed directly at my chest. If a gun were in her hand, she would shoot me without a single shred of hesitation. I wouldn't even try to move out of the way. In fact, I would probably step closer, just like I did right now despite my burning eyes."Regret suits you, Miss Tequila," I muttered, my tone sounding just as slurred as my uneven steps.She stood frozen against the living room wall, her jaw and shoulders tense with unbridled rage. Strands of her