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"So basically, God looked at your stressful semester and decided to hand you a premium package. A wealthy, good-looking, childhood-best-friend stepbrother. Do you know how many web novels start exactly like this?" I rolled my eyes, a small, genuine smile finally breaking through my stress as I threw a crumpled napkin at his head. "Shut up, Leo. It's a nightmare. We are moving into one house after the wedding next month." Leo caught the napkin against his chest and laughed even harder. "I'm serious! Imagine running into your long-lost childhood best friend after twelve years and finding out he's your stepbrother now. That's either the beginning of a dark romance book or a psychological thrill

"You don't mean that." "Don't I?" His hand came up, his fingers catching a strand of her hair, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger like he couldn't help himself. "I've been trying not to mean it for months. Trying to convince myself that what I feel is appropriate. Brotherly. Protective." "It should be," Inés whispered, but she didn't step back. Couldn't step back. "You're my stepbrother." "I know." His eyes were dark, intense, burning with a desire that made her knees weak. "Believe me, I know. But that doesn't change the fact that watching another man touch you makes me lose my fucking mind."

It made me really nervous, I kept a lot of distance between us. Things got a little more uncomfortable when he started seeming angry whenever Jasper was around. He wouldn't play with us, yet he always looked at Jasper in a way that unsettled me, like he didn't like the fact that he was with me. One night, something strange happened. I was deep asleep when I felt a light caress on one side of my face. At first, I turned, thinking it was mummy. But then I hear a light whisper, "Mine." My eyes fluttered open and further stretched when they fell on the face of my brother, the monster. A small scream slipped past my throat as I sat up.

"I do. Thank you." "You don't have to thank me," he claimed as he leaned against the door frame. He was tall, with bright blue eyes and gray hair at his temples. He had a nice face. When I saw his photo on the Internet, I thought he'd be scarier. "Mena, my hope is that you'll be a good influence for him. My son...he's fierce and everything an alpha should be, but he's..." Alpha Marcus struggled to find the words. He then finished with, "I've always wanted him to have a sibling, and your mother told me you've always been very calm and sensible. I'm hoping you'll rub off on him."

Before my fingers even reached it, the book opened by itself. Just like it always used to whenever a new page filled up. My chest tightened. The page was blank for two seconds. Then words began to form. Like invisible ink deciding to show itself. {Your vampire side is not dead son.} I swallowed. {I believe you assumed it died but it is not.} My fingers curled into fists. {Your inner monster is in a deep slumber.} My breath grew heavier. {Use your fire to bring it back to life.}

“Talk to me, God damnit! Whatever it is, we can fix it. Just…tell me.” My brother lifts his face to meet mine, and I feel my blood run cold before he even says the words. “CrossPoint Capital is under investigation…for murder.”

“Where do I start?” * “Oh my god.” Kristy leans in, looking at the orange cat. “Are you sure it’s really him?” I nod, twisting a strand of hair around my finger. “Unfortunately, it’s my asshole brother.” Kristy slowly shakes her head and reaches out, holding her hand over Scott to read his energy. He hisses and swats at her. I pick up a spray bottle full of water and Scott-cat calms back down. We’re at my house now, waiting for Evander to come with a variety of spell books to try and undo this.

I could feel our bodies getting hotter, and my private getting wetter as he pumped faster. But the fire that was burning inside us, was suddenly quenched. “What the fuck?!” I uttered in frustration as I felt myself drenched in cold water. “Wake up, dumbass.” The voice made me groan in annoyance as I shot him a glare. Mike, the Alpha of Sinister Pack; and unfortunately, my ever-evil stepbrother.

N.B.: THIS IS ANOTHER DIFFERENT STORY. MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN BOOK 2< WILL CONTINUE IN ANOTHER STAND-ALONE BOOK. “I have not insulted you, Katherine, believe me. If I were to call you names, I don’t know which ones I would choose for you. One thing I know though is that you all that evil, wickedness, and shameless depict. Even worse!” Irma shot back.

It was just a random pull, but Liz found herself stunned at the bold title. My Stepbrother Is My Lover. Her face twisted in disgust. She stared at the title for a moment longer than she should have. Seriously? She had expected ancient books. History. Something important. Not… this. Did Damien read this? Was this some sort of fetish? She shoved the book back into place, frowning. “I would never read something like that,” she muttered. She turned and nearly collided with someone. A man stood behind her. He was tall. Broad-shouldered. Impossibly handsome in a way that didn’t feel human. Well, that’s probably because he wasn’t human.