Love From My Stepbrother Novel

Brianna didn’t want a new life; she wanted a way out. When her mother, Eloise, marries the tech tycoon Declan Van Doren, Brianna is dragged into a world of cold marble, sharp whispers, and a stepbrother who treats her presence like a stain on his family crest. Dawson Van Doren is the heir to an empire and a man with a heart of jagged glass. To the world, he is the brilliant, untouchable billionaire. To Brianna, he is the monster in the bedroom down the hall—the man who watches her with a mixture of loathing and a dark, suffocating hunger that makes her skin crawl and her heart stutter. But the Van Doren mansion is a house of glass. While Dawson breaks her spirit by day, his father’s closest friend—the man she calls Uncle—watches her with a terrifyingly different kind of heat. Caught between a stepbrother who wants to ruin her and a forbidden protector who wants to own her, Brianna is walking a tightrope over a pit of fire. And Dawson is about to prove that the only thing more dangerous than hating him... is letting him touch her.

“You’re my goddamn stepbrother. You know this, so let’s set boundaries,” I whisper as if I’m speaking of something abominable. But it’s something that should be normal. Sane. Logical. Then Riven Rythrone lifts a hand and grabs my chin, forcing my gaze up to his. His eyes don’t belong to someone normal. They belong to someone dark. Abnormal. Insane. Illogical. “You begged to be mine. Remember?” My breath hitches, my pulse riots, and my body stupidly flinches as he snakes a hand around my waist, dragging me closer. Close into his twisted, demented world, where he rules, where reason burns, and where I’m the only thing he refuses to let go of. Twenty-year-old Adelina West has no reason to hate her mother’s marriage to a California millionaire. But when a devil with blue eyes is involved, resentment comes easy. She wants to escape him. He wants to own her. And when Riven Rythrone wants something, not even blood or sin can stop him.

Isabella, a self-proclaimed "goody two shoes", has always preferred the comfort of her room and romance novels to the unpredictability of real-life relationships. Convinced that men are crazy, she's resigned to living through her fantasy world. However, her mundane life is disrupted after a one-night stand with a drop-dead gorgeous playboy. But their secret tryst takes a complicated turn when Isabella discovers that her mystery lover is none other than her mother's fiancé's son. Dive into the world of Isabella as she navigates this messy web of love, family, and secrets.

“Tell me,” he said, low and dangerous. “Tell me who this cunt belongs to.” “You,” I panted, spreading wider, shameless. “It’s yours—please, Micaiah—” “Come on my cock,” he ordered through gritted teeth. “Show me how much you love being fucked by me.” ★⁠☆ Maliya comes home after two years abroad, hoping everything she ran from has finally cooled. But the moment she steps through the door, she realizes nothing has changed—especially not the one person she never wanted to face again. Micaiah. Her stepbrother. Her almost. Her reason for disappearing. She plans to keep her distance, start classes, rebuild her life… until her parents drop the news: they’ve transferred her to a new university, the one where Micaiah works as a professor. And they’re leaving for a three-month honeymoon, meaning she and Micaiah will be living in the same house. Alone. Maliya tells herself she can handle it. But Micaiah has his own ideas about unfinished business. Three months isn’t long… unless you’re stuck with the one person you swore you’d never fall for again.

Just a year after my father's death, my mother drops a bomb: she’s remarrying. But nothing could have prepared me for who walked through the door as my new stepbrother: Dave, the quiet nerd who saved me from being raped and had fucked the hell out of me on prom night. Now, he’s the handsome son of my mother’s new husband. The spark between us became a forbidden flame but impossible to ignore. As secrets, betrayals, and a surprise pregnancy threaten to tear everything apart, I realize I can’t trust anyone, not even myself. But one thing is for sure: I’m Carmen Cartier. And I don’t back down from a fight.

She is claimed in a passionate kiss by her stepbrother in a moonlit field, on her eighteenth birthday—the moment their true mate instincts ignite. Raine Bittley has never truly felt at home, especially since she and her mother moved to the Shadowfang Pack when she was eight. There, she's not just considered an outsider, she's hated and bullied, especially by one person–Killian Knight–Heir to the Alpha, and the most arrogant man she's ever met. Now, Raine's life is upside down. From unwanted outsider to the Pack's condescending Luna. But with that title come darker secrets. And how does one escape fate… when fate is the man she hates, yet simultaneously burns for?

"You're an average" Nathan spat out angrily. "You're not half as sexy or pretty like most girls I know so why the fuck am I attracted to you?" I clearly understood the anger behind Nathan's tone. This was wrong. WE were wrong. I mean, we're supposed to be step-siblings so why did this feeling of lust linger between us. "You just want to sleep with me" I say, answering his question with a tone I wasn't so sure of myself. "You aren't attracted to me" "Oh, yeah?" Nathan questioned, ridiculously. "Fine, then let's have sex" *** Abigail Esquire Maya is the your typical school nerd. Throwing herself into her books was the only form of escape Abigail had from her family drama as she didn't have friend or anyone she could share her problems with and to top it off, her mother instantly insists they move in with her new "boyfriend". Nathan Heartfilia is your typical school playboy. An image he'd kept to distract himself from the emptiness he hides within himself as he suffers from a broken home. His world turns upside down when his father lets him know that his new "woman" and her daughter would be moving in with them soon. As Abigail and Nathan struggle to live under the same roof together while denying themselves at school, what happens when the most absurd thing that could ever happen between two step-siblings take place as they both start to feel sexual intentions towards each other?. Find out in this fun-filled ride!.

"Stop we can't do this, Levi, it's wrong" I panicked, we were out in the open, and anyone who see us, children of the newlyweds like this would raise an alarm, he towered over me ignoring my protest as he cupped my chin forcing me to look into his alluring green eyes. "You know you want to" His voice was gruff and smoky. He was right. I didn't say anything when he leaned in and claimed my lips, somewhere at the back of my mind I imagined us at the altar just like our parents were earlier. Till death do us part? ~~~~~~ I have always hated how my life was with Mom getting married almost every year, I didn't think this would be any different from the rest. We will be out of here before winter, I would add the Sinclair to the list of families I owe an apology to in the future that's if I don't forget them. Or at least that's what I thought until I met him. Levi Sinclair. He is the one I shouldn't want yet I keep gravitating towards him and the more I tried hating him the more I wanted him. And I wasn't the only one with these feelings. Levi wanted me just as much as I wanted him, even more than I wanted him. But he is my stepbrother and I can't go down that path. Ll// So why can't my body refuse to listen to my brain when I'm alone with him?

Four years ago, Evan Brooks walked away from Ryan Hale, the boy who was his first love, his everything after catching him in what looked like a betrayal. Shattered and humiliated, Evan swore he’d never let Ryan close again but fate doesn’t care about promises. Now, their parents’ whirlwind marriage has made them stepbrothers. The boy Evan once loved and hated is suddenly living under the same roof, looking hotter, cockier, and more untouchable than ever. Evan tells himself he’s over it. He tells himself Ryan is his past but every stare feels like a dare. Every smirk is a reminder of the nights they once burned for each other. Ryan has his own secret, he never cheated. He’s been waiting for a second chance… even if it means breaking every rule in the book. And when the truth comes out, one question will remain— Was their love always doomed, or is the real danger finally giving in?

Briana stared at the floor, avoiding her father's penetrating gaze. "Who is the guy that got you pregnant? Answer me!" George asked his daughter grimly. "You never introduced your boyfriend to us, daughter," Rosita, her stepmother, chimed in. Briana dared not look in Jack's direction, fearing that her stepmother's observant eyes might connect the dots. She can't tell them that the guy who got her pregnant was none other than her stepbrother, Jack. "Um, I have a one-night stand with his good-looking guy, whom I met at the party last month. I forgot to take anti pregnancy pills, that's why I got pregnant with his child." Briana told them the lie that she had practiced two weeks ago. George sighed deeply and said, "Alright, can you bring this guy to me? I would like to meet him." Briana blanched, the color draining out of her face.