Half Brother

Sometimes love finds us in the most unexpected places—through the most unexpected person. At 40, Daniel’s life is a careful balance between raising his three children and running the family business. After losing his wife, he built a cold, impenetrable shell around himself—one he has no intention of breaking. Deanna, on the other hand, is full of dreams. With just one year left before earning her degree in Arts, she’s focused on one thing: making it to the opera stage. But when her best friend Harry begs for her help, her life takes an unforeseen turn. An outdated family rule threatens to keep Harry from marrying his pregnant girlfriend. The only solution? His older brother, Daniel, must marry first. To help him, Deanna and Daniel agree to a fake relationship—a temporary arrangement that should have been simple. But the pull between them is undeniable. She brings warmth into his cold world, while he offers her a love she never expected after a painful breakup. Together, they begin to build something real—something worth fighting for. Yet, not everyone wants to see them happy. Between outside forces determined to tear them apart and their own fears whispering doubts, their love faces an uphill battle. And with a 15-year age gap standing between them, one question remains: Can they defy the odds, or will reason win over the heart?

"I have no more time." was the last thing Brie's brother, Adam, said to her. As he took his last breath as a human, he forced one final smile. With him now trapped as a monster, she was losing time to bring him back. She fought hard to find a cure to save her brother, and possibly humanity, and she realized that the end of the world was close on her tail. Brie fell in love, she lost close ones, she almost lost herself. Can she really save the world?

Lenora Bennet is my first love. After we start dating, she's been nothing but caring toward me. But on the day of our wedding, my older brother, Gideon Sloane, calls her on the phone and tells her that he's sick and hospitalized. Lenora doesn't hesitate to ditch me at the altar. My mom wants me to be the bigger man and let Lenora take care of the ill Gideon. Meanwhile, my older sister, Hillary Sloane, chastises me for being selfish. She thinks I never let Gideon have his way. I don't understand at all. Gideon is the one who's stolen my life from me, but why is it that my family wants me to be gracious toward him? But after that, I've graciously decided that I don't want them in my life anymore. Surprisingly enough, they keep begging for my forgiveness.

‘’I’m talking to you weirdo’’ studently Rachels voice brought me out of my thoughts. When she realized that she had my attention she continued ‘’you are a servant and you better learn your place, soon enough Sebastian will find his mate and you will have no one to turn too’’. ‘’Maybe, we will see about that. But how does it feel to know that you aren’t Pablo’s mate?’’ as soon as I said that her eyes turned red and you could see how furious she was. She grabbed me by my neck in an instant and she was choking me. There wasn’t much that I could do. She had her wolf and I wasn’t. That’s how I know that she isn’t Pablo’s mate. They both have turned sixteen and got their wolves, if they were mates they would have known in an instant. I was choking and as hard as I could try to remove her hand from my neck It was useless, I kicked her many times but nothing. I hadn’t my wolf so I couldn’t mind link anyone. I was feeling helpless and completely in her mercy but I was trying as hard as I could not giving up. I was starting to lose my senses, that would be the death of me. But I won’t whine, that isn’t me anymore.

I was sold to the devil in a bespoke Italian suit. Andre Volkov. The Alpha of the Onyx Pack. A cold, tattooed sadist who views me as nothing more than a merger acquisition to secure his European borders. I hated him before I even met him. I hated the way his eyes stripped me bare, and I hated the shiver of fear that raced through me when he forced his ring onto my finger. I vowed to lock my heart in a cage of ice. I vowed never to let him break me. But on our wedding night, something changed. The man who came to me in the dark wasn’t the cold, loud tyrant who mocked me at the altar. He was silent. Intense. His touch wasn't just possessive; it was worshipful. Dangerous. When he sank his teeth into my neck, claiming me as his mate, I didn't push him away. I burned for him. I thought I was falling for my husband. I didn't know the Volkov bloodline carried a secret. I didn't know there were two of them. And now, I’ve been marked by the wrong brother.

I never expected my life to change the day my mother remarried. Suddenly, the boy I once knew the boy I swore to marry when we were children became my stepbrother. But Roman isn’t the boy I remember. He’s colder now, distant, with eyes that hold secrets I can’t begin to unravel. Our worlds collide under the same roof, separated by just a thin wall and the tension neither of us wants to admit. Forbidden desire simmers beneath every glance, every touch. He keeps me at arm’s length, yet I can’t stop craving the dangerous pull between us. As the lines blur between hate and passion, I’m forced to confront the past I don’t remember and the truth Roman is desperate to hide. How far will we go before we step too close?

Sara Jane wants nothing more than to get away from her ex husband —Jason, after his treacherous break up and betrayal. She takes her boss's offer on a vacation and spends the next few months buried in work. But things begins to change as her boss announces that a new client would be expecting Sara's marketing expertise for almost a million dollars. Sara is ecstatic of the good news and decides to accept her new reality away from Jason. Until... She bumps into the stranger at the pool. What happens when you bump into your next big client in the most weirdest way possible? He is mean. He is cold. He is ruthless. He is the cold elder brother of her ex husband. Sara Jane might have wished a world away from Jason, but fate had decided to plunge her right at the center of that world. An age long siblings rivalry, a cold boss, a selfish ex husband. Sara is forced into a family drama and the worse person she has on her side is her cold ruthless client , Alex Ford. He is dangerous. He is unforgiving. He is the mean ruthless heir that owns more than half of the family's empire. But when it comes to Sara, he takes actions that leaves everyone scratching their heads. Sara swore that she would never like him, she would never get close to him... But when push comes to shove. She sees herself doing questionable things. __________________________ Author's Warning The story is rated eighteen and features explicit scenes such as nudity, morally complex character, sex, curse words, vulgar words, violence, stalking, cyber bullying and obsession. Readers discretion is advised.

He was the brother she was told to stay away from. Now, only he could protect her. Azzianna's honeymoon should have been a dream. Instead, it turned into a nightmare. On the luxury cruise ship Northern Star, she entered her room and found her husband Julian with her best friend. The betrayal was more painful than she could bear. Julian did not love her; he only married her to steal her family's powerful land. Hiding her tears, Azzianna ran to the cold deck of the ship. There, she met Lucian. He was Julian's older brother, a brave Alpha biker with scars and a dangerous reputation. He was the man everyone in the group feared. To protect herself and get revenge, Azzianna made a deal with Lucian. They would pretend to be in love to humiliate Julian and take away his power. It was supposed to be a game. But every time Lucian touches her, the spark seems real. Soon, Lucian tells her a secret: he's not pretending. He's loved her from afar for years, knowing she's his true mate. Now, stranded on a ship full of enemies, Azzianna has a choice. Will she run from the man who broke her heart, or will she trust her "dangerous" brother who promises to burn the world to keep her safe? On this ship, the only thing more dangerous than a lie is a love that's always been destined.

After they pulled me out of the surf, my fiancé, Milo Schneider, looked wrecked—eyes red, breathing all over the place. On impulse, I decided to mess with him. "I think I lost my memory. Where am I?" I kept my face blank. He froze for a second, then shoved his brother, Sean Schneider, toward me. "Sean, take your fiancée to the hospital—now." Yeah. That smile on my face? Gone. Sean pulled me into his arms. "Abigail, I'm your fiancé. Did you forget?"

I married my vampire husband ten years ago and gave him a half-blood heir, abandoning my career as a painter to become a full-time mother. Fortunately, my son inherited my talent. At just six years old, he held his first solo art exhibition, inspired by the theme "My Mother." But he never let me attend, and he never let me see his paintings. My husband said my presence would make Luke nervous---that I should stay home and do the housework as a good wife and mother, and wait for them to come back. I told myself he was just young and didn't know better, that he was only pushing back against my discipline, not truly rejecting me. Until the day I snuck into the gallery wearing a surgical mask pulled low. In the center of the crowd, my husband held our son's hand while tenderly pulling a woman in a red dress into his arms. He turned to the guests and announced: "This is Luke's mother---my wife." The three of them stood together, beaming with perfect happiness. And I---the one who'd stayed up all night setting up this exhibition---stood before the paintings while not a single person recognized me. That was when I finally understood. My seemingly gentle, caring vampire husband had long ago given our son a replacement mother. And I was nothing more than the human nanny who'd served her purpose by producing an heir.