Charlotte Bronte Novels & Stories

“I’ll burn the fucking world just to have you, wifey. And if you let me, I swear I’ll worship the very ground you walk on.” ~~~~~ At thirty, Sydney Cooper returns to Charleston for her brother’s wedding with a heart full of shame, a career in ruins, and a past that refuses to let go. Suspended from her medical residency after a devastating mistake, haunted by the boy who once loved her like she was nothing, and secretly obsessed with the life he’s built without her… she thought she could handle this homecoming. Not until she meets him. Raven Hart. Twenty-five. Five years younger than her. Her ex’s younger brother. Her own brother’s best friend. And the dangerously brilliant tech genius building an empire she can’t escape. Calm, controlled, and lethal, Raven has always wanted her. His past is dark, his desires darker, and he will not stop until she is his—mind, body, and name. He calls her “wifey,” proposes marriage to her as a means to save her, and proves countless times that no one in this world can touch her without his notice… or his wrath. As wedding chaos blurs into stolen moments, jealousy ignites, secrets bleed, and past and present collide, Sydney must navigate: an ex who wants her back, dark antagonists scheming in the shadows, and a man willing to destroy everything to claim her. She thought coming home would be easy. That she could remain invincible. That accepting to marry a man younger than her would be nothing but marriage on paper. She couldn’t have been more wrong. Because in a city full of obsession, lies, and desire… Raven will have her. And Charlotte Devereux? She will stop at nothing to ruin them all.

“Who am I to you?I want to hear you moan it” “You are my sugar dada,” I responded huskily, my lips trembling faintly. “And you are…?” he teased, his voice thickening with heat, while he devoured me with his eyes as he swallowed hard. “I’m your little toy,” I whispered,my voice dripping with desire. “That’s my princess,” he said with a wicked grin, his tongue trailing slowly around my neck. His hand slid up and grabbed my breasts, squeezing gently before his mouth found my nipple. He tugged with his teeth, sending a jolt through me. ***** Charlotte Dame wasn’t in London to cry over a breakup. She just wanted a change of scenery, a little peace, not another man. Then she bumped into Clinton Hinns— a 53-year-old billionaire way too sexy for his age. She was 27, guarded, and not looking to fall for someone twice her age. But some temptations don’t knock, they crash right into you. From quiet seduction, and risky demands, she soon finds herself wrapped up in wild evenings, erotic adventures, and illicit cravings tangled in reckless trios and thrilling paths of love, desire, and wicked indulgence awaiting Charlotte. She indulges her desires and embraces her freedom to the fullest. Her Sugar Daddy is irresistible, that’s for sure. He’s older, and It doesn’t bother her. He showers her with luxurious gifts and pampers her to the fullest. She’s definitely living her dream life, but a dark truth comes to light — one that could turn her world upside down and crush her reality. What if it’s more terrifying than she could have imagined? When it finally hits her, just one thought fills her mind. let’s hop on this ride! RATED 18 - proceed with caution

I fall in love with my father's friend, an Alpha 20 years my senior. I'm only eight when I first meet him. It happens at a banquet for the upper echelons of the werewolf pack. My father brings me with him. Layson Romanov instantly catches my eye. He stands tall at six feet and two inches, and his toned figure shows through his black suit. He exudes a natural dominance. My father introduces me to him, and he caresses my hair with a smile. Then, he gives me a pink dress adorned with pearls and pink diamonds. "You'll look beautiful when you're old enough to wear this." Back then, I didn't understand what he meant. … Ten years later, I put on that dress and enter his room. He's drugged after falling into someone's trap, and his wolf is out of control. His usually calm eyes are filled with mania. I know that he'll go insane—even lose his life—if he doesn't have an antidote. So, I give him my pure, untainted body. I become his antidote. We later marry, and he loves me as my father would've done. However, when I'm four months pregnant, I discover that his personal secretary, Grace Parker, is also pregnant. "I'm sorry to have put you through this, Grace. Everyone knows I only married Charlotte out of duty. I'll make sure our child is my only heir," he says. It all makes sense now—no wonder Layson refused to mark me despite us being married. Grace is the one he loves. I'm heartbroken. I ingest a large amount of wolfsbane, leading to a miscarriage. I ultimately die of blood loss. Intense regret washes over me as I breathe my last breath. When I open my eyes again, I find that I've been reborn. I'm taken back to the day Layson is drugged…