Novel & Cerita Brother And Sister Falling In Love

Warning: 18+, strong mature, and sexual content. Sneak peek: "I don't believe in God, Hailey," he murmured, as his firm hands settled on my hips and lifted me from his lap, placing me onto his desk, "But... if I did, I would have thanked him for making you." A soft gasp escaped my lips as his hands slid under my college skirt, his fingers brushing on my pussy over my panties. "Damien, you are my brother..." I managed to whisper amid overwhelming desires. This felt so wrong. He emitted a husky chuckle, leaning closer to my ear, his lips brushing against my earlobe. "Correction-Stepbrother." "But-" Before I could utter a word, his hand swiftly slipped down inside my panties, his finger

Daniel Stewart never saw hockey as just a game; it was the very fabric of his life. But one night after practice, everything shattered when he found his girlfriend in the arms of the man he once called ‘Captain’. That betrayal cost him everything: his pride, his position on the team, and a year’s worth of trust. Shattered and sidelined by a freak accident, Daniel is forced to stop, only to be left in the care of Lisandra—a stranger with a peculiar way of healing his broken pieces. Yet, the love budding on thin ice faces its greatest trial. Daniel is determined to take down Alex Gilbert, unaware that the girl now filling his heart is actually the biological sister of the man he despises mos

Kasey Starling has loved Leo McIver for years; the golden boy with the easy smile and reckless charm. But to him, she’s always been invisible. So when his older brother, Landon McIver; the ruthless, president-in-waiting of their Iron Serpents Brotherhood, offers to teach her how to make Leo fall for her, she agrees. Against her better judgment. Landon is everything Leo isn’t; dark where Leo is bright, dangerous where Leo is kind. What starts as lessons in seduction soon turns into something far more twisted… and intoxicating. By the time Kasey realizes Landon never planned to help her win his brother, it’s too late. She’s already his favorite mistake. And he’s the one she can’t stop wa

"No stop. We should not be doing this. You are Noah's brother and my boss" Esme murmured and tried to push Leo away. But he didn't budge. He pinned her to the glass wall in his office and started kissing her. Her protests drowned with his kiss. ....... Esme stood on the Altar alone, waiting for the groom who dissappeared. Standing alone on the Altar on her big day should have been devastating. That too when the groom was her best friend of fifteen years and fiance of four years. She should have seen this coming. And she should be a crying mess. But she is not. Strangely, she is feeling relieved. Her gaze fixed on Leo Ashford, her Fiance's elder brother. The wrong brother she fell for. The

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After years of loving him, Elena had expected many things from Marco, maybe a ring ? a whispered promise of a forever? but him choosing her best friend instead? “Will you come to our wedding?” he asked with a smile, as though he hadn’t just shattered her world. “I know you might be heartbroken, but don’t be so uptight,” he added lightly, his tone far too carefree. “I didn’t mean to fall out of love with you. I couldn’t help it. We still need your blessing.” For a moment, Elena simply looked at him, her stomach churning, her chest tightening with a pain she refused to show. Then, instead of breaking the way he expected, she smiled. Softly, Sweetly. “I’ll come,” she said. A flicker of s

“But listen to me.” His voice lower, filled with hunger. “When those six months are over, if he doesn’t choose you—if you realize he can’t love you the way I do—you’re mine. I won’t hold back anymore. I won’t watch you waste yourself on him. I’ll come for you with everything I have. Every weapon. Every ounce of desire. Every piece of me that already belongs to you.” My chest tightened. “And when that time comes,” he growled, his face so close I felt his breath on my lips, “I won’t let you run. I will never let you go because you’ll be mine, wholly down to your soul. There will be no escape. Six months, sweetheart. That’s all the freedom you get. After that—” His lips brushed my ea

I was a stray pup. At five years old, several elite warriors captured me and threw me in front of the Alpha heir, Lucas. I heard his wolf talking to Lucas in his mind. "Lucas, this damn little thing is a hybrid of a werewolf and an evil witch. The prophecy shows she will be extremely vicious in the future, even killing your Mate. For the Moon Goddess, you must kill her now to protect your future Luna." Lucas agreed carelessly. But when he saw me, he froze. "Seriously? Dude, you’re saying this tiny thing is a homicidal maniac? How vicious can she be? Cursing the future Luna with a lollipop?" I tugged the corner of Lucas's expensive shirt, and looked up. "Big brother, I'm so hungry." He looked

In her last life, she was dealt a card of betrayal, hurt and abandonment, but in her new life she was going to be dealing the cards. Isabella devised a cunning plan and turned the tables. With calculated moves and unexpected twists, she set in motion a game of revenge. The stakes were high and the consequences were unforeseen. But she was determined to go for it still. Because she had no intention of letting herself be betrayed twice. She navigated the dangerous path, testing the limit of her own morality and discovering the true power of vengeance. However, there were chances for her to be consumed in this game of revenge, she could even turn into a monster lacking morals. Will

My disabled husband, Nico, had lost his will to live. I had to give him a reason to stay—a hope. I had to give him a child. But where was I to find this life for my empty womb? "Lena, how unexpected," my husband’s brother said to me, standing in his penthouse office in the heart of Manhattan. I found myself begging this cruel man—a man who had just left mottled scars on another woman’s skin. I needed him to claim me. I needed him to leave his seed inside me. I needed his child. "If you want to seduce someone," Salvatore said, "you should start by taking off your clothes." I stripped. I held my own breasts and pleasured myself before him, desperate to ignite his desire. But he