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Sammy asked and a flash of hurt surged through Sky's eyes darkening the sparkle that was once there. "Yes, he does. But then he pushed me away and hurt me." Sky seethed, clenching his teeth together and turning away from his brother's gaze. "That was why you slapped him that night?" "Yes." "Yet you still love him." "I do. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't stop. It's like a curse, something that I have been doomed to live with." Sky shamelessly cried into his baby brother's embrace, it felt good to share. To not be judged. "But he doesn't care about me, he left me. He went and dated all those girls. Did you know that one time he called me and was apologizing to me? I was going to fo

I let out another soft laugh, shaking my head as if I couldn’t quite believe what I was about to say. “I was just thinking,” I said, my voice playful yet tinged with something deeper. “I’m in love with the brother of a girl I hate the most.” Roman’s face softened, a flicker of understanding crossing his features. He knew exactly whom I was referring to—Catherine. His sister. The one who had always been a thorn in my side. A soft sigh left him as he moved closer, standing in front of me, the towel around his waist barely hanging on as he stopped to lean against the bedpost.

A wh*re that I am already. How will society describe my situation? I met a dude and fell in love with him then he ditched me and married my sister. Later on, while I was in his house, I tripped for his brother who would obviously ditch me because he has Zain's blood running through him. I know I am crazy but I use my head not my heart.

She wasn’t the typical pharmacist with her bright make-up and punkish hair style. She shook her head. “Not really. She has to drop my brother at school in the morning, he has ADH and his school’s kind of far. I just open up until she finds a permanent solution. Anyway, I wanted to talk to you, but with your boyfriend and all that, I couldn’t do it.”

Full of bath steam and little footprints. Bianna came into the kitchen behind me and picked a grape from the bowl on the island. “They were so happy, though.” I stared at the glass wall behind the sink. The yard was getting darker now. The little lake behind the house sat still as ever, like the world hadn’t just tried to stab me with a coincidence sharpened to surgical precision. “Yeah,” I said. “And, by the way...” Bianna tossed the grape into her mouth, far too casual. “Your sister’s fiancé looks like the twins.”

This felt like heaven and why in the hell was I trying to ruin something so sensational? “And why would you say that, Sabrina?” She smacked her tongue and looked at me. I opened my eyes to meet her crazy stare and I felt chills. “Maybe because you are my sister. This is some type of forbidden romance.” What the fuck was I saying? “Oh really, was that what the books called it? I wonder what you will call it after I make you cum with your boobs.”

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"And this must be the lovely bride! Oh, it is so wonderful to finally meet you, dear. Adrian has always been so particular; we were all wondering who would finally catch his eye." ​A violent wave of panic crashed over me. My throat closed up completely, my face burning with a sudden, intense heat. The bride? The mere assumption felt like a dirty, forbidden brand on my skin, making my stomach twist into a sickening knot of pure guilt. ​"Oh, no," Adrian chuckled softly, the sound perfectly easy and light as he reached out and gently placed a hand on the small of my back—a gesture that sent a sharp, electric tingle straight up my spine. "This isn't Elena. This is Lisa, my wife's younger sister.

Spicy books. Droves of them which I have read for fun without her knowing of course, and they all share one feature. They’re forbidden romances. Always been a stepbrother and a stepsister. While I believe Mor would kill whatever typecast male jock was set as her sexy step brother if she was ever in one of those novels…. she’s not. She’s right here. Right now. With a stepbrother she can’t stop looking at and who can’t stop looking at her even though he hides it.

I didn’t have any accomplishments, certainly nothing I’d done to be proud of anyhow. “So what do you like to do,” Ryan asked. “I uhm … I don’t do much. I like to read,” I said, wanting to slap myself. Why couldn’t I be more outgoing? “That’s cool. I bet you like Heather Killian’s books huh? That’s what my sister is all into,” Ryan said, laughing. I grinned like an idiot. She was the most well known author of werewolf romance stories. I giggled. “Isn’t that the sweetest sound you’ve ever heard,” Ryan said.