My Hot Sister の小説・ストーリー

I never meant to kiss him. It was a stupid mistake—a reckless moment fueled by too much adrenaline and the thrill of a party I should never have been at. But when my lips brushed against his, the world stopped. His hands gripped my waist, his breath tangled with mine, and for a fleeting second, I forgot who he was. Liam Blackwood. My stepbrother. The guy who had tormented me since the day our parents married. The brooding, tattooed bad boy with a reputation that made girls weak in the knees. I should have pulled away. I should have screamed. Instead, I let him deepen the kiss, let his touch set my skin on fire. Now, we’re trapped in a dangerous game of stolen glances, whispered threats, and undeniable chemistry. Every moment alone is a ticking bomb. Every brush of his fingers makes me crave something I can’t have. He’s forbidden. Off-limits. But the way he looks at me? The way he makes me feel? It’s only a matter of time before we cross the line again. And this time, there will be no turning back.

“You’ll pay for what you did to me. I’ll make sure of it.” Ethan Ford vowed, staring furiously at the picture of the woman who had shattered him and destroyed his world. Ethan Ford, the powerful heir to the Ford empire, is the most feared businessman in his country and beyond due to his cutthroat and ruthless nature. Abandoned at the altar and humiliated in front of the world, Ethan vows to hunt down Lily and make her regret every moment of her betrayal. Meanwhile, Hannah Whitmore’s life is spiraling out of control. With her family drowning in a huge debt to one of the most dangerous businessmen Alfred Wolfe, and reeling from the ultimate betrayal by her ex, Sebastian Grey, and sister, she escapes to a new country to start her life over, swearing off love and men, but little does she know that her nightmare is only beginning. She’s saved by none other than Ethan Ford from a group of men assaulting her. Her savior soon becomes her captor, as Ethan sees an opportunity to strike a deal. He makes her an irresistible offer to marry him but with his own hidden agenda. Caught in a web of twisted desires and dark secrets, will Hannah be able to resist Ethan’s power and stand up to her husband especially when she finds out that he's her treacherous sister's ex-fiancé? Or will Ethan’s thirst for vengeance push them both to the edge? Find out in Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife!

"Lizzie, will you marry me? I want to make you my wife, a queen of my life, and the only porn star for me to fulfill my desires. You can take revenge on my nephew, who hurt you and betrayed your love. I guarantee you a happy life, with lots of money and love from me." *** James Hansen is a 40-year-old handsome, well-established man, who suddenly came to propose to me to be his wife. He is my ex's uncle. As a billionaire and a well-respected man, I didn't expect him to like me. I accepted him, because it was to avenge my heartache for Jack, but....wait! Every day I fell more and more in love with James!

She's my best friend's sister, which meant she was off-limits. But I could never keep my distance, because I had always wanted Mia. I tried hard to resist my feelings for her, yet, I couldn't. So, I walked away, thinking it was the right thing to do. Now, ten years later, I've made a name for myself. I’m a billionaire with everything I ever dreamed of—except for one thing: Mia. When I see her again, she’s not the shy girl I once knew. No, she’s confident, strong, and still the one person who has the power to make me lose control. However, she’s also cold and distant, treating me like just another client, a stranger. She has every reason to hate me. But this time, I’m not walking away.

My mother has volunteered at our neighborhood church for over a decade. Christmas drives, Sunday service, any neighbor in trouble, she's the first one there. Everyone says God sent her to us. She thinks so too. She says God wants her to be generous, so she is. The thing is, when no one's watching, the generosity always comes out of my pocket. After she remarried, she doted on my half-sister Serena. Serena picked up a box of cold medicine for her, and Mom handed Serena the keys to my Tesla. Serena mentioned she needed to renew her car insurance, and Mom wired her the surgery fund I'd been saving for two years for my daughter Emma. That afternoon, Emma collapsed on the floor, lips turning blue, gasping for air. Her medicine was crushed into the carpet. Mom fished the last pill out of her pocket and dangled it in front of me. "Apologize to your sister, and I'll give Emma the pill." I got on my knees. But that same day, she gave away the cardiology appointment I'd spent three months getting. She gave it to Serena. What she didn't know was that the name on the appointment was her own.

After five years of marriage, I received a wedding invitation from abroad. The groom is my husband, Arnold Willowstream. The bride is my younger sister, Yasmine Cooper. In disbelief, I decide to fly to Ainland and witness the wedding for myself. But the moment I see Arnold holding Yasmine and kissing her deeply, my heart shatters completely. Fireworks explode in the sky, and glowing words appear above—"Happy Marriage, Mr. Willowstream and Ms. Yasmine." In that instant, it feels like a blade piercing straight through my chest. Watching them look so happy together, I feel like I'm the one intruding on someone else's marriage. Love is a game for two—there's no room for a third. If he's already gotten married to someone else, what place do I have left in his life? Rather than waiting to be pushed out, I choose to walk away on my own and at least keep the last shred of dignity.

To save my mother's life, I signed a contract to become the mistress of the richest man in town, Sean Blackwood. He would grant me everything I needed, with only one condition. “Don't get pregnant!”

Professor Alexis Wolfe knows better than to want his student, but Dorian Vega, the handsome rebel dark haired student. One stolen kiss turns into a reckless obsession and he can’t deny the pull between them. But when his wife Julien catches him in a lie, he realizes that sin is sweet, and secrets are even deadlier. What began as a forbidden attraction soon unravels into a game of power, deceit, and dangerous seduction. Soon, anonymous emails begin flooding Alexis’s inbox—each signed only with an “L.” They mention private memories he’s never shared, the scent of his cologne, the words he once whispered to someone long gone. At first, he thinks it’s blackmail. But the tone is too intimate, too knowing. Then one message arrives with a photo: a hand on his shoulder in a mirror, a hand that isn’t there when he turns around.

BLURB: Daniella Reyes only wanted two things: to survive university and build a future far away from the life she grew up in. But one betrayal destroys everything. After being secretly sold for one night by her own boyfriend to his uncle, Daniella wakes up alone in the bed of Blackthorn University’s most feared professor, Kent Brandon. He was the cold and dangerously handsome teacher rumored to be a billionaire. She tells herself it meant nothing until two pink lines changed her life forever. Now carrying the child of a billionaire and a man older than her, Daniella becomes trapped in a world she never knew existed… One filled with ruthless rich families, dangerous secrets, possessive instincts, and a man who cannot seem to stay away from her no matter how hard he tries. Kent never planned to fall for anyone. Not with the pressures of his family, a forced engagement hanging over his head, and a desire that only brings destruction whenever he loses control. But the more he learns about the girl he unknowingly hurt, the more obsessed he becomes with protecting her. Even from his own family. As enemies close in and buried truths begin unraveling, Daniella realizes the terrifying professor may be the only person willing to fight for her.

My sister, Bella, had a baby in a back-alley shithole. Then she disappeared. A midwife tracked me down using an address Bella left behind. She shoved the newborn at me like a sack of garbage. My parents fell to their knees. Crying. Begging me to take her bastard. Just like that, my future as a promising artist was gone. The neighbors, the priest, my landlord… they all called me a whore. A sinner who had disgraced God. They ran me out of the neighborhood . My life was over. Eighteen years later, Bella waltzed back into my life. A cheap thug with a fake Rolex dangled from her arm. She held my son, crocodile tears streaming down her face. She called me jealous. Accused me of stealing her flesh and blood. Of keeping a mother from her child. And my son? The one I bled myself dry for? The son I poured every last cent into, turning him into a brilliant painter? The son I starved for, so much that I ended up in a hospital bed? The moment he saw his "real" mother, he cast me aside without a second thought. "You pathetic, broke bitch!" he spat. "You stole everything from us! All the happiness that was supposed to be ours!" My parents threw me out like a dog. Bella's thug husband had his men corner me in the red-light district. They pinned me against a wall, their threats vile and clear: Never come back. I had no way out. I threw myself off the Brooklyn Bridge. Then, I opened my eyes. I was back. Eighteen years in the past. Then came the knock. Hell had found my door. I wasn’t going to be the fool who gave everything and got nothing. This time, I took control.