Angel Brother Novels & Stories

“God, Moving between your thighs feel so good baby,” Rowan moaned as he thrust his hips just hard enough to make the tip of his length nudge against me without penetrating. This was wrong. So fucking wrong. And weren't we supposed to be enemies for God’s sake?! Rowan was my bully, but also my sister's husband. He was fresh from the altar with his new wedding ring barely warm on his finger. But the way his tongue and body currently moved over mine, was absolutely sinful. I had vowed to hate him for the rest of my life, but he had vowed to claim me as his pet, and at this rate, I didn’t know who would win. … Larry had been forced to watch his girlfriend cheat on him with his bully and worst enemy, Rowan, and he had thought that this was the worst thing that could ever happen to him. But he was wrong. Because on the morning of his sister’s wedding… he is horrified to find himself in bed with his sister's groom… Rowan. Yeah—that same handsome, smug, and devastatingly handsome Rowan who ruined his life was the same guy about to marry his sister. And things only get worse because Rowan now declares that Larry now belongs to only him! Before Larry can even process what's happening, he soon discovers something shocking! Rowan isn’t the normal human everyone thought he was. He’s a powerful, dark, twisted, and dangerous supernatural being who is way more obsessed with Larry than he should ever be. And just when Larry thinks things can’t get more messed up… He finds out that everything he thought he knew was a lie, and it might already be too late to escape the psychotic beast that is Rowan.

Late one night, I was scrolling through social media and stumbled upon a trending post. "Does your husband ever say you're obsessed with your brother?" One comment sat at the top with thousands of likes. The profile picture showed a cartoon girl covering her mouth, laughing. "Oh, I can answer this one! My husband used to say that too, but here's the thing: he's actually the son I had when I was 19!" Every word oozed with smug satisfaction. Some commenters tore into her, calling her manipulative and her husband a total sucker. She only got bolder. She posted a screenshot of a bank transfer with the details blurred out, right next to a photo of limited-edition sneakers. "All my son had to say was he liked them, and my husband caved! Then he gave him extra cash for a fancy dinner!” "A guy like this? If I don't milk him, who will?" I stared at the sneakers and the transfer amount. They matched exactly what I had bought for my "brother-in-law" that afternoon and the money I had just sent him. Down to the last cent. Ice shot through my veins. That sucker she was bragging about? That was me.

Catching her husband with another woman was only the beginning of Valerie's nightmare. Greg didn't just betray her, he humiliated her, dismissed her, threw her away like trash. But Valerie isn't the broken housewife he thinks she is. Collins Sterling, Greg's older brother is a billion-dollar empire builder, and the most dangerous man Valerie has ever met. Their contract marriage starts as revenge—make Greg jealous, secure Collins's deal, walk away clean. Except nothing is clean when Collins touches her. When he whispers promises in the dark. When she realizes the baby she's carrying might be his salvation or her destruction. Because Greg wants her back. Jasmine wants Collins dead. And someone is willing to kidnap, kill, and burn everything to the ground to keep them apart. In a battle of billionaires, broken vows, and explosive passion, Valerie must become the player, not the pawn. Even if it means risking the one thing she swore never to give again: her heart.

The silver blade sliced across my throat, and I collapsed in a spreading pool of blood. I called Ethan ninety-nine times. My brother ignored every single call, but on the ninety-ninth try, he finally picked up. “What now?” Irritation dripped from every word. “Haven’t you caused enough trouble already? I’m in the middle of planning Lyra’s coming-of-age ceremony, and if you don’t show up, I’ll make you regret it.” “Ethan, please—help me—” My voice came out broken and ragged. He hung up. I tried reaching through our blood bond, desperate for him to feel something—anything at all—but he’d severed that connection two years ago. My phone battery was dying, and I watched the last bar flicker before the screen went black. I stopped struggling. The silver blade pierced my heart, and my wolf let out one final whimper before she died with me. Days later, the patrol found a body. The face was destroyed beyond recognition, torn apart and mangled. But Ethan still recognized the scar on the wrist—the one he’d sworn he would never forget.By then, it was too late.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

“You should have died.” His voice was cold. “But I saved you… and now you carry my heir.” I froze. “You’re lying.” “Am I?” His eyes burned into mine. Neglected by Mate, Accepted by His Brother Maddena thought finding her mate, Alpha Lucas of Fangsmoon Pack, would be her happy ending. Seven years of a childless union didn’t shake her loyalty—until she finally conceived… and he accused her of betrayal. Branded a cheater, sentenced to death, and cast into the sea, Maddena lost everything. But fate had other plans. Rescued by a mysterious Lycan King, Lucas’s estranged twin brother Damien, Maddena awakens in a world far from the cruelty she once knew. As truths unravel and forbidden feelings ignite, Maddena discovers a heartbreaking secret: her child doesn’t belong to the mate who betrayed her… but to the brother who saved her. Torn between vengeance, truth, and a love she never expected, Maddena must choose; return to the past that broke her or embrace the future that could heal her.

Rhett’s voice dropped to a menacing growl, planning to seize Kaela’s inheritance by taking advantage of her supposed memory loss, lack of pack and status. He asked his brother Taren to pretend to be her mate, while he himself would appear as a couple with Selene—Kaela’s former best friend. After the pack ambush, Rhett immediately schemed for Kaela’s wealth, throwing away their five-year relationship without hesitation. But Kaela had never lost her memories. She faked amnesia, and surprisingly, Taren had been on her side from the start. Together, they exposed Rhett’s corruption and destroyed Selene’s influence. When Rhett learned Kaela and Taren had been together, he broke down and begged her to return. Kaela rejected him coldly, leaving Rhett trapped in lies and regret until he descended into madness. Taren stayed by Kaela’s side as an equal. One night, he kissed her and confessed the truth: he had been in love with her for years.

"Why are you acting all mean and rude? I'm just trying to be nice here" he snapped making me stop and turned to glare at him. "I never told you to be nice! Why don't you go back to your little world and forget that I exist like you used to do?" I sneered. "Why the sudden interest!" I yelled in frustration and walked away from him. The bad Boy was simply infuriating. I was stopped. I flew in his chest as he gripped on my wrist and pulled me to him. My back was pressed against his chest and I could feel him breathing next to my ear. "Once I aim for someone, I always get her" he whispered huskily.

At the auction, Victor raised his paddle and won the twenty-three-carat rough pink diamond. He waved a casual hand. "It's for Lillian." Sitting beside him, I went still, a tremor running through me so faint no one noticed. Only then did he seem to remember me. "Use the leftovers for a pair of earrings," he added, almost as an afterthought. "Give them to Claudia." Later, I followed the family's orders and married him. I became the Donna of the Medici Family. We spent a steady, loveless lifetime together. On my deathbed, Victor held my hand and asked if I had any last wishes. I looked at my jewelry box. The top tray was filled with pieces made from his scraps, the leftovers from every gift he'd ever given Lillian. I drew my last breath without answering. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the moment the two Families were competing for the Medici Donna's seat. In my previous life, I'd held the Smith & Wesson, fired ten shots, and hit ten bullseyes. The old Don had named me the future Donna of his Family on the spot. This time, I let out a slow breath and pulled the trigger. I missed on purpose.

Getting drunk on the night of her graduation was never a part of Andrea Dale’s plan. She was supposed to be finishing the designs for her new clothing line before the deadline. She had only planned to make a quick appearance at the party before getting back to work...but instead, she ended up drunk and dragged into her crush’s room. It was a trap. What should have been one night of celebration spiralled into something else when she realised she wasn't the one that woke up on his bed, but her step sister... Amelia, who later found out she was pregnant for him.

I was the Alpha's personal Tarot diviner. On the eve of my coming-of-age ceremony, he asked me to choose one of his two sons as my mate. "Seraphina, whoever you choose will inherit everything I have — including the title of Alpha." In my previous life, I was hopelessly in love with his younger son, Theodore. I chose him without a second thought. But on our wedding day, he locked me in the basement and drove a wolfsbane-laced dagger through my heart. "If you hadn't rigged the Tarot reading to force me into marrying you, Sophia wouldn't have run from the pack in heartbreak — and the hunters wouldn't have torn her apart." "Now I'm sending you to hell to beg for her forgiveness!" The venom spread through my veins. I let out an agonized howl and died in despair. But the Moon Goddess granted me another chance. I was back — standing right where I'd been the day the Alpha asked me to draw a Tarot card. My fingers hovered over the same card I'd chosen in my last life. The Alpha looked at me. "This one?" Without hesitation, I picked up the very same card. "Yes."