I Love My Stepmom

Kisah cinta seorang pilot dengan gadis usia 17 tahun. Perjodohan disetiap keluarga memang selalu ada, akan tetapi, bedanya kisah cinta seorang pilot. Kini, ia tak menduga bahwa akan dijodohkan oleh keluarganya sendiri dengan gadis berusia 17 tahun. Tetapi, ia sudah berjumpa dengan gadis tersebut dan ia langsung suka dengan gadis itu. akankah gadis itu menerima perjodohannya dengan seorang pilot yang beda jauh usianya 6 tahun? Mencintaimu adalah hal terindah dalam hidupku, mengenalmu sangat cepat saja, mendapatkan sebuah perasaan yang tak terduga. maka dari itu akan kutaruhkan seluruh segenap jiwa dan ragaku ini untuk dirimu. -Muhammad Maulana Nandito Wijaya Pertemuan yang kita jalani ini sangat begitu cepat, dan ada hal tidak di terdugakan olehku saat ini. Saat melihatmu saja kau begitu mengagumkan, apalagi cara kau melihatku. Setelah itu, aku merasakan kalau aku menyukaimu dengan begitu cepat, cepat atau lambat akankah perasaanku ini akan terbalaskan? atau sebaliknya? -Jessica Setia Ningsih Adhitama

A sizzling collection of taboo love stories where step siblings cross the line between hate, heat, and heartache. Each tale explores forbidden desire, explosive chemistry, and the dangerous thrill of wanting what you should not have. From enemies to lovers to reverse harems, these stepbrother romances are anything but innocent.

Zoya Cathelia Pradipta, usianya bahkan belum menyentuh seperempat abad, tetapi sudah harus mengalami dua kali pahitnya kegagalan rumah tangga. Cinta tanpa restu, dijodohkan dengan pria brengsek dan menikahi pria tidak bertanggung jawab. Harus sebanyak apa lagi dia merasakan penderitaan dan terus berpura-pura kuat? Walau tampak tangguh dan mampu menahan badai seorang diri, nyatanya Zoya mendambakan bahu yang kokoh untuk bersandar serta kehangatan cinta sebagai pelipur lara. Namun, mungkinkah wanita itu mendapatkannya di saat sang ayah sendiri menjadi penghalang terbesar Zoya untuk mendapatkan kebebasan dalam memilih?

If not that her father's wealth and properties were robbed of him, her father wouldn't have died, and she wouldn't have determined to have power in order to revenge his father's death! However she also wouldn't have meet her lovely billionaire.

When my Alpha mate, Logan noticed I hadn't submitted a single expense request in three days, he reached out to me on his own for the first time ever. "Baby, I've already approved the next phase of your wolf's healing. See? As long as you learn to behave, there's nothing I won't give you." His tone was still so affectionate, as if he were truly a good Alpha, worried sick over his mate. But he didn't know that as his "Baby" flashed across my phone screen, I had already finished drafting the agreement to sever our mate bond. Before I left, the only thing I could take with me was the old T-shirt I had worn when he marked me. No one would ever believe that the beloved Luna of the Blackmoon Pack, in the three years since our bonding ceremony, couldn't even scrape together five decent dresses of her own. Every household expense I incurred had to be approved by the Luna's seal, the very symbol of my power. "Sienna, managing the books is too tiring. It will wear you out." "Just let Chloe handle the tedious work with the seal. All you have to do is be beautiful, be my perfect Luna." And so, the Luna's seal, which should have been mine, became something I had to beg for from Chloe, the Alpha's secretary who was supposedly "handling the tedious work for me." Three days ago, my wolf was on the verge of collapsing. I cried and begged him for the two hundred thousand needed for an emergency intervention. But Chloe deliberately withheld the seal, delaying approval by claiming improper procedure. Finally, my already fractured wolf went completely silent in the depths of my soul. And with that, I was done with this Alpha, too.

My mate Derek, Alpha of the SilverCrest Pack, secretly marked me two years ago. But he still hasn't held our mating ceremony to publicly announce my position. I've been working as his "assistant," helping him manage pack affairs all this time. Every time Derek cheats with his childhood sweetheart, Vivian, he promises to finally hold our mating ceremony. Two years. Ten promised ceremonies. Ten broken promises. The first time, he said Vivian's dog had died. "I can't hold a celebration while she's grieving," he told me, his eyes not quite meeting mine. "It wouldn't be right." The second time, Vivian had a stomach ache. He left the ceremony venue minutes before it was supposed to start, rushing off to cook soup for his precious childhood friend. After that, each scheduled mating ceremony fell through because his childhood sweetheart always had some kind of emergency. I've cried. I've screamed. I've begged. Derek always gives me the same answer: "Viv and I are just friends. You're my true mate. Taking care of pack members is your responsibility too. Don't be so jealous." After the tenth canceled ceremony, I finally gave up. I slid the mate bond dissolution papers across his desk. "The Alpha Council has approved our request to break the mate bond," I said, my voice steadier than I expected. "You and I are no longer connected." That’s when the powerful Alpha went crazy...

Citra and Daven are brought together in a scene on the emergency stairs. Unfortunately, Daven likes Citra because, he met Citra several years ago. Citra has fragile psychology due to trauma, she is confused in her heart whether she should be with Daven or not, or she should stay with her old love. Citra and Daven's relationship is bizarre. It is what plays with Daven's heart. Judging from Daven's proposal to Citra many times, and was rejected many times as well. Will Citra and Daven be together or not? Or one of them has to give in to make excuses to get together or not at all.

My best friend and I married into the same ultra-wealthy family. I married the genius doctor older brother, she married the cold and proud CEO younger brother. On the day of our wedding, Julian Long did not show up. He had gone to help his long-lost love find her missing dog. My grandmother was so upset she had a heart attack. I begged him to come back and save her. He said angrily, “Are you insane, Molly Shane? How could you lie using your only family’s life to drag me back? Sunny’s dog went missing, and I’m helping her look for it. We can have our wedding some other day.” That day, he found her dog, but I lost my grandmother forever. I cried until I passed out. When I woke up, I turned to my bestie. “Evie, I’m getting a divorce. What about you?” My bestie hugged me and wept. “I’m getting a divorce too!” The brothers’ eyes went red with tears when they received the divorce papers.

The impostor took his own life the day I married Cathy Jones. By the second year of our marriage, we had turned against each other completely because of him. She despised me because my return had driven Zac Lowe to his death. And I despised her for longing after the man who had stolen my name for twenty years. For a decade, we hurled the cruelest words and wished death upon each other until the earthquake came. She shielded me under her body and used her back to bear the weight of the collapsing beam to keep me alive. The ceiling fell. Blood and debris blurred together. As her life slipped away, she whispered in my ear, “If I had known he would die, I would have never brought you home. “If there’s another life, your only family should be me.” In the end, I still died in the aftershock. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day she first took me to meet my biological parents. But she suddenly changed her mind. “Harry, I was wrong! You’re not the son the Lowe family lost twenty years ago.”

"Mrs. Sterling, are you sure you're ready to end this marriage of twenty years and give up the custody?" "Yes. File it. I’m done." I said calmly through the phone as I scrubbed at a stubborn grease stain on the granite island. For twenty years, I poured my entire being into this family. I managed the households, handled the children's education , and stood by my husband's side, supporting his rise in the syndicate without complaint. But my husband Alexander brought his young adopted sister Chloe to the interview, saying, "My success today is all thanks to my adopted sister." Even my own children looked down on me, calling me common and crude housewife. They had formed an alliance with his ever-present "auntie," the woman who seemed to think she was the true lady of the house. I signed the divorce papers and walked away, leaving them to become the "perfect family" they clearly wanted. But that when the family panicked…