Novelas web de First-Person POV Romance e historias de Lawyer ambientadas en Weak to Strong

Margaret Peters finally moves to Newvile to pursue her legal career after years of living under the shadows of her stepsister Laura. Raised by an absent father and a ruthless stepmom, Margaret had spent all her life at the mercy of faith. But things take a different trajectory when a simple trip home gets her entangled with her stepsister's fiance. Will she cower into the shadows or will Margaret pursue her darkest desire which might plunge the entire Peters family into chaos. But things take a different trajectory when a simple trip home gets her entangled with her stepsister's fiance.

Back then, he was my everything. He was my childhood friend, my neighbor, and my teenage dream. I used my chance to confess my love to him on prom night, in front of everyone! It turned out he rejected me just because of the ridiculous reason that his type of girl was a supermodel. Seven years passed, and I still had not become what he wanted. My life had become even harder. I was getting too old to remain a model, and my boyfriend had cheated on me. Until one night, I met him again, my ex-crush. It was time to take revenge and make him beg for my love. A golden opportunity came when my new boss at the agency promised me the title of supermodel as long as I obeyed him. Unfortunately, there was no such thing as a free lunch. There was something I could not control in this dazzling fashion world. Did I really have to give up everything to achieve success, both in my career and in my love life? Could I have a brilliant career without sacrificing my romance? *** "Last night was a mistake," she sighed. "I thought you were commenting that last night was amazing," I teased with a smile. "Yes, last night was amazing, and yes, I admit it was the best sex I've ever had in my adulthood," she grunted, looking frustrated. Upon hearing that confession, my blood boiled. I rose from my chair and stood right next to her. She looked puzzled as I trapped her in the chair. I leaned down low. "Then don't say it was a mistake. Last night was the best thing I've ever had in my adulthood," I whispered in her ear.

The hardest part of my mother's new marriage was being left behind in a secluded Swiss chalet with my two new stepbrothers, so I thought until they turned me into an addict. Oliver is the quiet storm, gentle, observant, and dangerously comforting. Gabriel is the avalanche, intense, brooding, and looking at me like I’m a secret he wants to devour. At first, we kept to ourselves in the cabin, polite and careful. But as the blizzards raged outside, the silence between us reduced. Accidental touches turned into lingering stares and whispered confessions in the dark. Soon, the boundary of ‘family’ shattered, and what started as a desperate search for warmth became an intoxicating, forbidden surrender to both of them. But the snowstorm didn't trap us here by accident. The cut phone lines weren't a coincidence. As our secret romance deepens, we discover we are pawns in a terrifying, calculated game. Someone locked us in this cabin together, waiting for us to cross the line. And then use us to make lots of money from the sex industry.