Novel Web & Cerita Rebel Affair Dark Romance

He broke her dolls as a child. Now she’s going to break him… one slow, filthy tease at a time. She returned to ruin him. The moon had other plans. Stella Voss is 21, fierce, and done playing nice. She came home to make her cruel stepbrother Kane Blackthorn — the 26-year-old cursed alpha — pay for every scar he gave her. But fate is a vicious bitch. The moment the full moon hits, the mate bond ignites between them. Now the man who can’t get hard for anyone else is forced to watch his greatest enemy tease him mercilessly… and he’s helpless to resist because…. The Alpha can’t get hard for anyone… except the girl he hates most. She wears nothing under sundresses. She grinds against him in the dark while her mother sits nearby. She records him desperate and aching… then makes him beg. Every filthy tease, every stolen touch, every heat-soaked night pushes them closer to breaking. Hate has never burned hotter. Revenge has never tasted so sweet. Because in this pack, rejecting your mate is pure agony. And claiming her might just turn their curse into obsession. Stepbrother. Enemy. Fated Mate. How long when this cursed alpha finally snaps? He won’t just claim her — he’ll knot her, breed her, and ruin her for anyone else. Stepbrother. Enemy. Mate. Let the torment begin.

​Vivian Vance 26 An independent art appraiser searching for the truth behind her father’s sudden death. Arthur Pendelton 46 powerful billionaire philanthropist, Vivian's longtime guardian, and her "godfather." Victor Arthur’s security chief and a trusted associate of Vivian’s late father, secretly working for a hostile corporate syndicate. ​Haunted by her father's unexplained death, Vivian Vance arrives at the coastal Blackwood Manor. She has been summoned by her wealthy godfather, Arthur Pendelton, who has recovered her father's encrypted journal. The journal contains details about a high-value art collection, but Vivian quickly discovers the codes actually hide bank routing numbers and coordinates. Amidst the storm outside and the growing mystery, the years of unspoken, taboo attraction between Vivian and her older guardian ignite, culminating in an intense, passionate night in his study. ​The next morning, Vivian overhears a conversation between Arthur and his security chief, Victor. Arthur claims he is "handling" Vivian to find the hidden ledger and "take care of the rest." Heartbroken and believing she is being used to cover up her father's murder. She seduces Arthur in the estate's subterranean thermal pool to distract him while she secretly decodes the coordinates, locating a hidden wall safe in the manor's library. ​Vivian successfully cracks the safe, finding the incriminating ledger and a digital flash drive. Before she can escape, Victor corners her at gunpoint. He reveals the ultimate betrayal: he murdered Vivian's father, and Arthur was actually trying to protect her by hiding the ledger. ​Just as Victor prepares to shoot Vivian, Arthur launches a surprise tactical ambush. A brutal fight ensues, during which Vivian helps overpower Victor. he knew Victor was monitoring the house, so he had to pretend to use her to keep Victor from killing her before he could secure the evidence to dismantle the syndicate.

Some demon must have possessed me, or maybe these evil spirits that I couldn't wear off were making me... making me kiss my own step-uncle like a starved lover.... Damn. I was even terrible at it... Not sure how or when we got into a private room with a bed... but I was too eye-closed, kissing away my naivety, eating up his lips with so much roughness that shouldn't be there. But Flavian was no teacher to take it easy on my lips or my body... why was I struggling to match his pace? His hands were roaming my body... touching, caressing and crashing places he shouldn't... He pushed me into the bed and kept me captive with his weight as his thighs straddled my hips. "Ahh.." "Won't you tell me to stop, princess?... you have to push me away..." I almost heard a begging note in his tone yet his lips bit down on my lower lip... I couldn't respond... I didn't want to. I wanted him... but how did I want him? "We shouldn't.... tell me that, princess." He drilled his teeth onto the side of my neck, I groaned... finding it hard to understand why the excitement within me increased... The line between pain and pleasure... I can't... I...I can't see it... I can't find it. I'm insane. I've gone mad.... Am I really going crazy right now! I should be the reckless one but I swear he's teaching me a new meaning of that word... {DISCLAIMER} This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events are products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, royal families, mafia organizations, or real events is purely coincidental. Read at your own discretion. THANK YOU

WARNING MATURE CONTENT🔞 ​"If you're going to let someone touch you like that under my roof, it's going to be me." ​I f**king hate Vance. He’s arrogant, controlling, and he sleeps in my mother’s bed. He plays the perfect stepdad when she's around, but the second her car leaves the driveway, the mask drops. He sets impossible rules just to watch me fight back. His dark eyes track my every move. ​I wanted to prove he was a fraud. I wanted to push him until he snapped, just so I could ruin him and get him kicked out of our house. So, I walked into his office, got right in his face, and kissed him out of pure spite. ​It was the biggest mistake of my life. ​He didn’t panic. He didn't push me away. He grabbed my hips, swallowed my gasp, and completely took over. In a fraction of a second, my hatred turned into a sick, burning need I couldn't stop. He showed me exactly who was in charge. ​Now, I'm trapped in a dangerous, twisted game behind my mother's back, completely addicted to a man I’m supposed to despise. ​But the most terrifying part isn't what happens when we're alone in the dark. It’s the dirty secret he's been hiding since day one. ​Vance never wanted my mother. He married her just to get to me.

Elena Voss was born to be invisible, the spare daughter, the replacement. The girl her family fed to a billionaire to save their crumbling empire. On her wedding night, Adrian Cross drunk, furious, and betrayed took everything from her and called her by her sister's name. When the sun rose, there was a set up meant to end Elena, a crying sister, a family affidavit signed in blood. Adrian gave her six months as a ghost in his mansion but Elena didn't break, she escaped. Five years later, she returns as the CEO of E Rose Holdings, mother to secret twins, and armed with a single goal: burn the contract, bury the past, and make sure the man who destroyed her understands exactly what he threw away. Only Adrian isn't the monster she remembers. He's sober. He's searching and he's realized the woman he married was never the villain, she was the only one who fought back. In a war between two families built on lies, will love cost them everything? Or will the spare finally take the crown?