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His Claim

Chapter 1: The Game BeginsThe sky was still very much dark when I pushed open the front door, my heels in my hand, and a stupid grin plastered across my face. I'd had way too much to drink and I knew I was definitely going to regret it in the morning. My head was spinning and my body was buzzing. I was alive.Then I saw him.Damian was sitting in the dark, with a glass of whiskey in his hand, his eyes fixed on me like a hawk watching its prey. He didn't move, didn't blink. He just stared.I froze. My heart stopped and my breath caught in my throat."Evening," he said. His voice was calm, measured, and dangerous like he had all the time in the world to destroy me."Damian.""It's 3:47 AM.""I know.""Where were you?""Out.""With who?""Friends."He set down his glass slowly. "You don't have friends."I felt my cheeks burn. "That's not true,” I said, almost s

Last Updated : 2026-09-07

My Stepbrother's Best Friend— Part 1

Chapter 1: The WaitThe party was loud.Music thumped through the speakers, people were laughing and shouting over each other. The living room was packed with bodies, all moving to the same rhythm.I pressed myself against the wall, trying to stay out of the way because I wasn't a party person. I never had been. I only came because of my stepbrother, Kael, who insisted I come."You need to get out more," he said. "You're too young to be a homebody."I didn't tell him that I wasn't a homebody. I just don't like crowds, I don't like loud noises and I don't like being surrounded by people I didn't know.But I came anyway. Because I knew he'd be here.I spotted him across the room. Ash, Kael's best friend. He was leaning against the wall, with a beer in his hand, laughing at something someone said. His dark hair was messy, he had a sharp jaw and his smile was slow and dangerous.He was beautiful. And he was complete

Last Updated : 2026-09-08

My Stepbrother's Best Friend— Part 2

Chapter 2: The Truth Morning crept in through the curtains, soft and golden. I blinked against the light, baffled for a moment. The room wasn't mine. The sheets weren't mine and the arm draped across my waist wasn't mine. Then the memories came flooding back, and my cheeks warmed. The way his hands had explored my body, the way his lips had traced every curve, and the way he'd whispered my name like it was something precious. I turned my head slowly. Ash was still asleep beside me. His face was relaxed, and peaceful in a way it never was when he was awake. His dark hair was scattered across the pillow and his lips were slightly parted. A sliver of sunlight fell across his chest, bringing out the steady rise and fall of his breathing. His skin was golden, and his muscles relaxed. I didn't want to move, I didn't want this moment to end. I wanted to stay here forever, wrapped in his warmth, pretending the outside world didn't

Last Updated : 2026-09-10

Taken By My Stepbrother In The Bathroom

Chapter 1:The bathroom was the only place I could escape to.The party was in full swing downstairs — laughter, music, and the clinking of glasses. My mother's voice carried up the stairs, bright and cheerful. My stepfather's deep laugh rumbled through the walls. Everyone was having a wonderful time.Everyone except me.I leaned against the sink, staring at my reflection in the mirror, my cheeks were flushed and my eyes were bright. I looked nervous. I looked terrified. I looked like I was about to bolt.I had been hiding in here for twenty minutes, and the door was locked. The room was small — just a sink, a toilet, and a shower. The walls were pale blue, the mirror was framed in silver, and a single candle flickered on the counter, launching dancing shadows across the tiles.It wasn't much. But it was safe.Or so I thought.I heard the door handle turn.I froze. My heart stopped, and my breath caught

Last Updated : 2026-09-11

The Wedding Date— Part 1

CHAPTER 1:The wedding was everything I hated.White roses, white tablecloths, and a string quartet playing something classical and boring. Everyone wore their best, flashed fake smiles, and pretended they were happy.But I was not happy.I sat at a table by myself, nursing a glass of champagne that had gone warm an hour ago. The bubbles had long since disappeared, leaving behind a flat, bitter liquid that matched my mood perfectly. My cousin was off taking photos with her new husband, my mother was on the dance floor with my stepfather, laughing at something he'd whispered in her ear and I was alone.It wasn't supposed to be like this. I was supposed to have a date, I was supposed to have someone, but my ex-boyfriend, Daniel, had broken up with me three months ago, and I hadn't been able to find anyone since. Not for lack of trying though. I'd gone on dates, I'd downloaded dating apps and I'd let my friends set me up with their single co

Last Updated : 2026-09-12

The Wedding Date— Part 2

CHAPTER 2:The next morning, I woke up with a headache and a heart full of disarray.I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, replaying every moment of the wedding. Theo's hand on my waist, his breath in my ear, his voice when he said he loved me. The way he looked at me when he walked me to my car. The way he didn't kiss me and the way he just said goodnight and walked away.I didn't know what to do with it. I didn't know what to feel.Then my phone buzzed on the nightstand and it was a text from Theo."Coffee?"I stared at the screen. My heart raced as my fingers hovered over the keyboard. I should have said no. I should have made an excuse. I should have done anything except what I actually did."Okay,” I said.—We met at a small café near my apartment.It was a cozy place — with exposed brick walls, vintage furniture, the smell of fresh coffee and baked bread. He was already there

Last Updated : 2026-09-17

The Toy

Chapter 1: The DiscoveryThe drawer wasn't supposed to be opened.I'd hidden it well. Buried under old sweaters, pushed to the back of my closet, a place no one would ever think to look. It was my secret, my shame, and my private indulgence that I never spoke about to anyone.But Kael had always been too curious for his own good.I came home from work to find him sitting on my bed, the drawer open beside him, with its contents spread across the comforter like proof at a crime scene. My heart stopped, and my blood ran cold."What are you doing?" I demanded.He looked up. His expression wasn't mocking, and it wasn't disgusting. It was something else entirely — something that made my stomach flip."I was looking for a phone charger," he said."You could have asked.""Well, you weren't here."I stepped forward, my hands shaking, and started grabbing things, shoving them back into the drawer.

Last Updated : 2026-09-21

His Lie— Part 1

CHAPTER 1: THE OVERHEARD CALLThe house smelled the same.Vanilla candles, and wood polish. The faint trace of my mother's perfume lingered in the hallway like it had been stitched into the walls. Three years away, and nothing had changed. Not the creaking third step, not the crooked picture frame by the stairs not even the way the kitchen light flickered when the refrigerator kicked on.I dropped my bag by the door and stood there for a moment, letting the familiarity wash over me. It didn't feel like coming home, it felt like I was walking into a room I'd been locked out of.Three years. That's how long it had been since I'd set foot in this house. Three years since I'd packed a single suitcase and left in the middle of the night without saying goodbye, three years since I'd decided that the people under this roof were better off without me — or maybe that I was better off without them.I still wasn't sure which one it was.

Last Updated : 2026-09-23

His Lie— Part 2

CHAPTER 2: THE CONFRONTATIONI waited until after breakfast.My mother left at nine for her weekly grocery run. She kissed me on the cheek, told me she'd be back by noon, and reminded me to help myself to anything in the fridge. The front door clicked shut behind her, and the house went quiet.Cain was in the study, I could hear him moving around in there, opening drawers, and scrambling papers.I stood in the hallway for a full minute before I walked in.He looked up as I appeared in the doorway. His expression didn't change, he just set down the folder he was holding and waited."We need to talk," I said."Okay.""Not here."He studied me for a moment. Then he nodded, grabbed his jacket, and followed me outside.—We walked to the end of the street and sat on the low stone wall that overlooked the field behind the neighborhood and it was cold. The sky was gray, and neither of us spok

Last Updated : 2026-09-26

His Lie— Part 3

CHAPTER 3: THE BREAKING POINTNeither of us said anything on the walk back.The field was quiet, and the sky had gone flat and gray. Cain walked half a step behind me the whole way, hands in his pockets, not looking at me. I could feel him not looking at me, which was somehow worse than if he had been.We got back to the house and my mother's car was still gone. The kitchen clock said 11:20.I stopped in the hallway and he stopped behind me."That last thing you said," I said."Forget it.""I'm not going to forget it."He didn't answer.I turned around. He was standing a few feet away with his jaw tight, looking at the floor like it had personally offended him."You said you couldn't stand the idea of me looking at you the way you looked at me," I said. "What did you mean by that?""It meant what it sounded like.""Say it plainly.""No.""Cain.""No.

Last Updated : 2026-09-27

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