A Deadly Affair Book Novels & Stories

Kael Blackclaw, the Rogue King, disguised himself as a delivery man to assassinate my mate, the Alpha of the Moonbane pack, Lucas Wolfgang. However, it was Valentine's Day that day, and Lucas was busy celebrating a romantic evening with his lover and childhood friend elsewhere. When Kael realized that he had failed in his assassination, he took my daughter, Tina Wolfgang, as hostage and forced me to drink the deadly wolfsbane potion. I tried my best to distract him with lighthearted chatting while sending Lucas an SOS signal through our mind link.

He gets to smile, to fall in love, to pretend like nothing happened. My heart was racing. "What are you saying?" "I’m saying," he said through clenched teeth, "that Hayden is the reason my sister is dead." The room went cold. “But it was an accident.” I argued. “Tsk! A car crash?” he said. “Is that what he told you? HAHAHA!” I felt the hair on my nape rise by how manic he felt right now.

When I discovered my brother was trafficking women a few years ago, I felt rage boil inside me. Family meant everything to me, but he had crossed a line that couldn’t be undone. I confronted him, our brotherly bond shattered by his sick actions. I didn’t hesitate. I pulled the trigger, and just like that, I ended his life. It was quick and cold, but it was necessary. I couldn’t let his disgusting business keep running, so I shut it down completely. Now, I stood here, ready to buy Amina Kadir against her will. She was beautiful and fierce, but she was just another piece in my game.

"What did she say?" "I don’t want to talk about it," Delilah replied, shaking her head. "What would you even do? You wouldn’t fire her. You need her. She’s perfect for the job." Marco’s jaw tightened. "Delilah, tell me what she said." Delilah met his gaze again, her voice shaking slightly. "She said you’re having an affair. That you spent the night with her." Marco’s expression hardened, anger flickering in his eyes. "What?"

She tilted her head, strands of silky black hair sliding over her slender, porcelain-white shoulder: “It’s only a matter of time. And besides...” She paused, deliberately licking her slightly swollen, reddened lips from the earlier bite, her eyes gleaming with a dangerous spark: “...Calling you that makes it more exciting, doesn’t it... dear uncle? The thrill of a secret affair with your soon-to-be fiancée’s niece—isn’t that fascinating?” Zoe knew she was playing with fire with this gamble, but she had no retreat. She had to win, even if it meant tearing apart her own pride or paying any price.

ZARA’S POV How to snatch your sister’s husband the one who a) you’ve loved for as long as you can remember. b) The man who literally watched you grow up, c) The trophy husband who still makes every room feel smaller the moment he walks into it. Some people might call this wrong. Twisted, even. I call it taking what should have been mine all along. Adie was never supposed to end up with Imani. Not really. But life has a funny way of handing the wrong sister the perfect man. So I decided to correct the mistake.

“We need a minute with him. Wait in the car.” Cassian looked between us, jaw tight, then nodded once and walked out through the glass doors. The four of us followed at a slower pace and stopped on the quiet stretch of pavement beside the building where the afternoon light fell without interruption. Dante studied me for a long moment and asked the only question that mattered. “Did you kill him?” I met his eyes without blinking and answered in the same even tone I used for every report. “Yes.” Lucien let out a short breath and shook his head. “Of course you did.”

I exhale quietly and follow them to the car. The drive back is short. Dorathy and Cade planned everything, including this... their final resting place on the property, close to the people they loved. As dark as it sounds, I understand it. Their love for each other was total. I can't imagine them anywhere apart, even now. But I can't stop seeing those caskets. Cold. Empty. Where are they? How do two of the most precise, calculated people I've ever known simply disappear? No remains. No leads. No. I refuse to grieve an empty grave. I need answers.

But when Isla Laurent walks into his home a young, beautiful babysitter with wide, innocent eyes and a body made to be sinned against he knows he’s doomed. She’s temptation wrapped in silk, a dangerous addiction he can’t quit. Isla should be off-limits. Too young, too sweet, too his. He should resist the way she looks at him, the way she bends for him, the way she aches for him when no one’s watching. But behind closed doors, when his wife is asleep upstairs, he takes what he wants. Hard. Deep. Without remorse. Their affair is reckless. Twisted. A secret that could destroy everything. But Isla doesn’t care. And neither does he.

WARNING, WARNING ⚠️⚠️: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS IMPLIED INCEST, SKIP IF YOU'RE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH IT. Bella's Pov We were finally at the booked Airbnb after a torturous long drive. Four days of privacy, relaxing and sexy times with the two men who've made us soak our panties from the moment we were old enough to know what our clits could do. Cade and Dane grabbed our bags like it was tissue paper, muscles flexing under tight shirts, heading upstairs.