My Step Father

She wasn't just their little step sister from the start, they were just made to believe that. The Lancaster brothers held a place in Jenny's heart after her parents accident. She waited for eleven years to get back with her beloved step brothers, and away from the clutches of her cold Aunt. Now was the time. Her 18th birthday, her freedom and the time to spend with her beloved brothers. But time that separated them for what was meant to be, only helped fuel the fire to burn till it came to pass. Now she was in their hands. Loved. Touched. Protected. The Lancaster brothers aren't going to let go and Jenny wasn't going to either. Every passing moment raises tensions with secrets lurking—a reason to hide, a reason to remain together. But would all that last forever? Was it going to keep them together, or tear them apart?

Adriel Stetson is a masked Mafia boss and notorious playboy who never forgives rejection. When Nyla Reagan turns him down, he makes her life hell, humiliating her nightly at the club where she dances to fund her dreams of University. So she plots revenge. Just a spiking night and a tape. A one chance to expose the face he hides from the world. But before she can destroy him, fate intervenes. A sudden marriage came into view. A new home. And the man she meant to ruin is now her stepbrother.

Isabella Martinez's father died when she was eighteen years old. She had been separated from her mother at an early age and had no knowledge of the business her mother was involved in with her new husband. After her father's death, she is pushed into her mother's world, where she meets her husband and her husband's son, Alex. Alex is unlike any male she has ever encountered; he is cruel and demanding. He's harsh and intimidating. Alex was known to instill dread in individuals merely by glancing at them. Isabella is unaware that he is the world's most dreaded Mafia Don. Alex claims Isabella is his own the instant his eyes meet hers. Her stepbrother is a womanizer who astonished everyone when he claimed Isabella. Isabella is terrified and despairing; will she learn to accept her stepbrother into her heart? She shouted out, "Y-You can't do that." ❝You are my brother.❞ He chuckled at her as his fingers gripped her tiny lace underwear. ❝I am not your brother, neonata.❞ His lips were on her neck, nibbling her skin and moving down to her breast. ❝ Why are you doing this? She asked, biting her lip as his tongue touched her bud. ❝ Because you are mine.

It was a taboo… An attraction that should have been forbidden from the start. But he was gorgeous, sinfully attractive and insanely seductive. How was she supposed to resist him when those eyes made her skin burn? How was she supposed to walk away when his presence intoxicated her like a drug? Silver-streaked hair, full sleeve tattoos, piercings above those slashed brows and those mesmerizing seafoam eyes that made her whimper with every glance, Roman was her biggest fantasy. A forbidden fruit she couldn't even look at, unless… He offered her a taste. Even at that, there were so many ways this could go wrong… especially when he was married to another.

Meeting his step-brother is not easy for Aliyah Denice Ventura. Her heart was full of anger, hatred and deception. And she will never accept the fact that he will be with her under the same roof. But fate is just too playful. How can a mistake be right if you both find yourself drowning in lust?

Rose’s life has been perfectly planned out by her mother. She is to marry as a virgin to a wealthy heir, ascend the social ranks as a devout religious ambassador, and, above all, never tarnish the family’s impeccable reputation. But Rose isn’t one to follow anyone’s script. She’s writing her own story. And in one reckless night, everything goes terribly wrong. A harmless crush turns into a passionate kiss with a mysterious, older man at a club. The morning after, things take an unexpected twist. The stranger from last night is now sitting in her living room—his name is Ryan, her step-uncle. He’s moved to town for business and will be staying in her father’s house for the foreseeable future. With her mother already planning her wedding and pushing her toward a future of obedience, the last thing Rose needs is a sinfully-hot, irresistible step-uncle who defies everything her upbringing has taught her. But what if Ryan is the one temptation she can’t resist? As the undeniable attraction between them grows, Rose faces an agonizing choice: will she surrender to the forbidden desire and risk destroying her family’s legacy? Or will she cling to the life her mother has meticulously crafted for her—at the cost of her own happiness?

“That’s your stepbrother, Ivan,” her mother said as they stopped by the pool. His legs were in the water, a cigarette between his lips, smoke curling into the sky. And right then, Gianna knew she hated him. She hated men who smoked. Or drank. Or reminded her of the father whose scars still lived beneath her skin. After six months away, Gianna Vale returns home to find everything changed, her mum has remarried the alpha of the Wolfe pack— a new house, a new name, and a new problem: Ivan Wolfe. Cold. Arrogant. Impossible to ignore. She wants to hate him. She tries to. But one look is all it takes — one heartbeat, one spark — and the bond between them ignites. Ancient. Unbreakable. Forbidden. They’re mates. A truth neither of them asked for… and one they can’t escape. Because in the Wolfe Pack, love like theirs isn’t fate — it’s a curse. If two fated mates from their bloodline unite, one is to die or become rogue. And when one reckless moment crosses that line, the mark changes everything. And that curse runs deeper than Gianna ever imagined — tangled in her family’s past, in long forgotten memories , and in secrets that were never meant to surface. Now desire becomes danger, loyalty becomes war, and Gianna learns that some destinies were written long before they were born. She was supposed to stay away. He was supposed to reject her. But fate never plays fair.

Nova's world collides with the Savage Wolf Pack when her mother marries the Alpha. But her new stepbrother Jack is the man her wolf recognizes as her mate - the same man she saved from death. Just as they think they've found a way to be together, a long-buried secret from Nova's past comes back to haunt her, putting their love and their lives at risk.

"We can't do this," I whispered, even as Jamie's fingers traced my jaw. "Tell me to stop," he commanded, his grey eyes darkening with desire. I should have. But instead: "I can't." His hand slid beneath my shirt. "This is wrong." "Then stop touching me." "I can't." His voice was raw. "Every night I think about you. About this." When his mouth finally claimed mine, it tasted like sin and salvation. His hands gripped my waist, lifting me onto the counter. I wrapped my legs around him, and reality dissolved. "Right now, you're mine," he growled against my neck. "Even knowing what it costs?" I gasped. "Even then." What happened in that kitchen was unforgivable. Beautiful and terrible and absolutely devastating. But our secret didn't stay buried. When a mysterious text arrives—*"I saw what you did"*—followed by photos taken through my window, I realize someone was watching. Someone knows. And they're not just threatening to tell Aiden. They're playing a twisted game where we're all pieces on the board. As paranoia turns to obsession and obsession bleeds into violence, I face an impossible truth: the person I should fear most might be the one I thought I knew best. **Some secrets refuse to stay buried. Some desires demand everything. And some love stories end in blood.**

“Tell me you want me to fuck you with my fingers. Tell me you want to come on my hand like a good little slut.” The words sent a jolt of heat straight to my core. I should have been ashamed, should have pushed him away—but the way he touched me, the rough need in his voice, it was too much. “Yes,” I gasped. “Please—” He groaned, his fingers sliding inside me, curling to hit that spot that made me see stars. “That’s it, slut,” he murmured, his lips trailing down my neck. “Ride my fingers. Let me feel how wet you are for me.” “Yes, daddy.” **** Elara Voss was betrayed by her ex-boyfriend and couldn’t bear the humiliation, so she ran from the pack. Two years later, she’s forced to return. But this time, she came back stronger, sharper… Ready to never trust a man again. Until she meets built-like-a-god of lust, Alpha Damon Crassus… her ex’s father. Damon Crassus isn't just an Alpha; he is a monolith of raw power and refined sin. While her ex was a spark, Damon is the inferno, a man with hands that look like they could either crush a throat or worship a body with terrifying precision. The pull is instant, impossible, and dangerous. She shouldn’t want him. She shouldn’t even look at him. Yet every instinct, every heartbeat, screams otherwise. Elara will discover the pack is no longer the same. So does she. And the closer she gets to Alpha Damon Crassus, the more she understands… Some men don’t break your heart. They ruin you slowly—until walking away is no longer an option.