Dark Romance Web Novels & Sister-in-law Regret Stories

Her husband cheated on her with her stepsister. Then they took everything from her. Her home. Her money. Her reputation. Even her family. With nothing left to lose, Elena gets drunk and wakes up beside Lucien Vale—the most feared man in the city. Desperate for revenge, she offers him her body for one year in exchange for his help. Lucien refuses. "I don't want your body." "Then what do you want?" His gaze lingers on her. "I'll name my price later." He helps Elena rise from the ashes and gives her everything she needs to destroy the people who ruined her life. But revenge becomes complicated when the cold, ruthless man begins treating Elena like she is the only woman who matters. Then Lucien's stunning ex returns. And she knows a secret about Lucien that could destroy everything Elena has begun to feel for him. Elena wanted revenge. She never expected to fall for the man who refused to take her body... because he wanted something much more dangerous. Her heart.

Robert, A teenager typically battling with hormones growing up were convoluted by fetish brain. Derek, his best friend who also struggled with his hormones brought Robert to the realization of all the green lights gotten from his stepmom; Orva, his stepsister and twin sister. But there is more to the story when he took a turn out for his family questionable drama.

"Sign the contract, Lily. One year as my wife, and I’ll give you everything you've ever dreamed of." Dante Morrison is cold, ruthless, and everything I should stay away from. He’s also my abusive ex’s billionaire stepbrother—and the only man powerful enough to save me. When Dante rescues me in a darkened parking garage, he makes me a sinful offer: a one-year marriage of convenience to humiliate his rival and protect my life. The rules are simple—live in his penthouse, wear his ring, and pretend I belong to him. "This is strictly business, Dante," I whisper, my back pressed against the cool glass of his bedroom window as he steps into my personal space. "Is it?" His dark, possessive gaze drops to my parted lips. He cages me between his muscular arms, the intoxicating scent of cedarwood and expensive whiskey invading my senses. His rough thumb traces my jawline, sending a scorching jolt of heat straight to my core. "Because right now, wife, business is the last thing on my mind. Tell me to step back, and I will." I should push him away. I should remember the contract. But as his mouth hovers millimeters from mine, the forbidden, steamy tension between us ignites into an inferno. I grab the lapels of his tailored suit and pull him against me. "Don't you dare stop."