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The heart didn’t listen; it hammered against my ribs, begging for an exit. This was the point of no return where men stop pretending they’re human. Damian didn’t blink. In his eyes, I thought I saw mercy strangled by memory the last trace of the brother I’d once known. Then it was gone, leaving only the storm. ***************** AUTHOR’S NOTE My dear amazing readers What a chapter, right? I could literally feel my heart racing while writing this one. The air between Matteo and Damian was so thick you could almost cut it with a knife. Two brothers. One throne. And this time, there’s no walking away someone has to fall for good.

I had just kissed my best friend's brother… and I think I liked it! **

Broken my heart. I frowned. Broken my heart? He hadn't broken my heart! He was my best friend, not my boyfriend. That deal had never been on the table and I'd never even considered that it could be. Our relationship just wasn't like that. There'd been more girls than I cared to remember, flitting in and out of Drew's life, and I'd been perfectly content to watch them come and go. Besides, what we'd done last night, we'd done as friends, not lovers. Well okay, yes, of course we'd had to become lovers, but not in that way...

The image filled the display: Ava and Mason, locked in a kiss, the soft glow of her bedroom lamp illuminating their intertwined forms. It was clear, undeniable. Her heart plummeted. Below the picture, stark white text burned into her vision: “So our good girl Ava isn’t really who she is. Does this mean she’s having a secret affair with Mason, her best friend’s brother, or is it just the influence of the alcohol from this party?” The words twisted in her gut, venomous and cruel. “Best friend’s brother.”The anonymous sender knew. Knew everything.

I squeezed through the bodies, my short dress riding up my thighs, the bass vibrating up through my heels and headed straight for the bar. Suddenly I slammed into something rock-hard and warm — a broad, unyielding chest that smelled faintly of whiskey and cologne. The impact jolted through me, knocking the air from my lungs and sending me stumbling back a step. My heart slammed against my ribs as strong hands instinctively caught my arms to steady me. "Watch where you're going," I snapped, looking up into those dark eyes that always seemed to mock me. Ace Booker. My stepbrother. The one person I hated more than anyone else in this world.

I groaned immediately, holding my ears to block her out. “It isn’t like that.” “My best friend is married to my brother,” she repeated a little louder with too much satisfaction. “Do you know how much material you’ve just handed me? You’re never gonna hear the end of it, bea.” “Mia” She leaned in closer, with the most mischievous smile I’ve ever seen her pull. “Soooo…how’s the married life?” “Mia don’t, please.” “Already done the boombaya?”

Rule number one: Don't fall for your brother's best friend. Rule number two: Definitely don't move into his penthouse *** I have a condition. Doctors don't have a name for it. My exes just call me "broken." Four boyfriends. Four identical endings. Four men who gave up on a body that freezes when it should melt. Then there's Duane Richter. Three-time F1 World Champion. My brother's best friend. The man I've been dreaming about since I was fourteen—the kind of dreams that actually work, where my body does what it's supposed to, where I'm not frozen, where I'm not wrong. He's cold. Distant. Looks at me like I'm a problem he didn't ask for. But when he touches me— When he says my n

BLURB ******* Have you not heard about the term bro-code If you have ,you must very well know the top most code in the list of bro-codes will always be 'best friend's sisters are off limits.' So let's see how beyond control is falling for your best friend's sister for Liam Fredrick ,your typical college bad boy. ********** Does a sis code exist?? Not sure huh? As much as brothers hate their sister falling for their best friend, it's exactly the opposite when it comes to the sisters, don't you think so??

“I want this for real not pretend. Marry me, Brianna?” Tears brimmed her eyes as she smiled. “Yes. Oh, yes. I will.” I kiss her showing my love for her as I lift her out of the chair and head up the stairs to begin our long, beautiful life together. A/N I hope you enjoyed my three-book series of the Spencer brothers. I promise to work on the last two as soon as I finish my werewolf stories. I am committed to getting those done and published. After I will finish the last two Spencer brothers and get them posted on her soon, be watching for all my stories.

“You make it sound like finding your brother good-looking is a felony.” “It should be,” she said without missing a beat, then sighed. “Because right now you’ve been going on and on about Zayne. Every other sentence starts with ‘your brother this,’ ‘your brother that.’ I’m starting to get suspicious.” “Oh, please.” I laughed, leaning back on the couch. “Not like I’m planning to date him or something. Silas’s trauma is enough to keep me focused.” Her expression softened, the humor fading from her eyes for a moment. “Good. Because my brother is off-limits, Isla. And you’re really not the type to break promises.”