My Stepsister Stole My Groom

She stole my wedding. I stole her future. On the morning of my wedding, I caught my fiancé Kellan tangled in the sheets with my stepsister. The betrayal should have shattered me. Instead, it lit a fire in my veins. So I did what any woman scorned would do. I pointed to the most dangerous man in the room—Drexon Moreaux, Kellan’s ruthless billionaire uncle—and declared, “Him. I’ll marry him instead.” Drexon could have laughed in my face. The Moreaux empire’s heir apparent, a man forged in boardroom battles and whispered about in elite circles, had no reason to entertain my reckless demand. But he said, “I do.” Now, my stepsister’s smug smile is crumbling. My ex-fiancé is forced to call me Auntie. And Drexon? He watches me with dark, calculating eyes, as if I’m a puzzle he’s determined to solve. This marriage was supposed to be my revenge. But with every lingering touch and midnight confession, Drexon is turning it into something far more dangerous—something that feels like love. Too bad the Moreaux family doesn’t believe in happy endings…

Kimberly and Harry had been dating for a year and were planning to get married, but a harsh truth shattered everything. Harry was cheating on Kimberly with Deborah, Kimberly's stepsister, and they already had a child together. Kimberly decided to end their relationship. Kimberly was devastated and grew to resent Deborah even more. What Deborah did was exactly the same as what her mother did. They both stole someone else's man and had a child with him. Michael, their father, had an affair with his secretary and had a daughter, Deborah. Fortunately, Kimberly had a reliable friend in Nicholas. Even though he was gay, he always understood Kimberly's feelings. However, a secret was eventually revealed that changed their relationship.

I'm the De Luca family's dirty little secret, their bastard daughter. And I was stupid enough to fall for Marco Moretti, the heir to our rivals. On our wedding day, my sister, Isabella, drugged me. When I woke up, she was wearing my dress. Standing at the altar. Becoming his wife. Heartbroken, I ran to a bar to drown my sorrow. And that’s where I discovered I was pregnant. Marco held me, crying. He swore he loved me, only me. He promised he’d divorce Isabella as soon as our child was born. But on the day I gave birth, Isabella murdered us both. Me and my baby. That’s when I finally understood. Marco would always choose a true-blooded princess of the Cosa Nostra. And me? The bastard? I was just a loose end. A problem to be erased. Then I opened my eyes. I was back. Back on the day she drugged me. Their wedding day. This time, I'm not marrying the heir. I'm marrying the Don. But first... I'm going to ruin this wedding.

Bago ang kasal, nahuli ni Mithi ang fiancé niya na nagtataksil sa kaniya. Sa isang hotel room kung saan doon sana gaganapin ang unang gabi nila, ay nakita niya si Luis na may ibang kasiping. “Kasalanan mo rin naman dahil nagpaka-feeling santa ka. Ikakasal ka na sa akin pero ayaw mong haIikan kita o ayaw mong pumayag makipagsex sa akin. Mithi, lalaki ako at may pangangailangan rin ako.” Ang sinabi ni Luis na tila ba ay naging kasalanan pa niya ang lahat. Sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon, may isang lalaki ang biglang dumating sa kwarto kung saan sila nagtatalo. Lalaking handa siyang sagipin para hindi siya mapahiya sa maraming tao. “If you can’t cancel the wedding then papakasalan kita. I’ll be your groom.” Natigilan silang lahat matapos iyon sabihin ng isang estrangherong lalaki. Dahil wala na sa sarili, isang tango ni Mithi ang isinagot niya. Isang tango na siyang naging ganti na rin sa fiancé niyang nagtaksil sa kaniya. Agad siyang kinaladkad no’ng estrangherong lalaki paalis ng hotel. “S-Saan tayo pupunta?” tanong ni Mithi “To the mayor’s office. Let’s get married!” Sagot nito na taimtim na nakatitig sa kaniya.

Amber fell inlove with her savior. Sa pagliligtas na ginawa sa kanya ni Caitlin ay nabighani siya sa taglay nitong ganda. Sa maikling panahon na nagkakilala ang dalawa ay namuo ang pagmamahal na inakala nila'y panghabang buhay na. But destiny seems to be playful. Ang anak pala ng bagong asawa ng daddy niya ay walang iba kung hindi ang babaeng minamahal niya. Ang babaeng nagligtas sa kanya at bumihag sa puso niya.

At the awards for the Global Jewelry Design Competition, my stepsister Sandra took the grand prize. She used the designs she stole from me. What she didn’t know was the show’s biggest sponsor: Jude Moretti. Godfather of the Moretti family. A bloodthirsty monster scarred in an explosion, a man they say can never have children. And the grand prize? Becoming the Godfather’s bride. That night, Moretti’s men, all in black, delivered a gold-trimmed marriage contract. They were here for the “genius designer.” My fiancé, Marco, panicked. He whisked Sandra off to Vegas to save her. They got married that night. With the deed done, Sandra strutted back in, wearing my silk robe. She flashed the ring on her finger and the hickies all over her neck. “Marco’s mine now,” she purred. “What are you going to do, Odessa? The Godfather’s only giving you a day. If you don’t marry him, the Family will have to appease him. That means sending you to the red-light district. Selling you to the kind of sicko who gets off on broken things.” She was wrong. I had another choice. I found my father and stepmother, both scrambling to deal with the contract. “I’ll do it,” I said. “I’ll marry the Godfather.”

Stella's stepsister Amy who is top model in the entertainment world, have caught the eye of the CEO of the Whitmore. Rumored that he is old, fat, pot bellied, and sadistic, Amy refused to sleep with him. So, she have her stepsister, Stella replaced her. Stella was going to accept her destiny that have befall on her set by her evil stepmother and wicked stepsister. She wiped her tears for the last time as she embraces her cruel fate. As she gets ready for the CEO, she found that the man standing before her was a handsome young man, completely opposite of what the rumors were. "You're not Amy," said the man. "Who are you?" asked Stella. "Sebastian. CEO of Whitmore." "What?" Stella couldn't believe that the CEO is actually an attractive and sexy man. "So, this is the joke your family played on me huh?" Stella frowned at him. "For that you will have to sleep with me." "What?" "Strip." One night was all it took for Sebastian to become obsess with Stella. Stella on the other hand have her own secret. A secret that was passed on from her bloodline. And that secret have caused the powerful, dominate, and possessive man, Sebastian to come to her every night.

Aiden knight is 25 and is a businessman. He runs hotel chains in and around the country. He gets whatever he wants and whenever he wants it. Until Aria, his irresistible step sister. She is the forbidden fruit, he craves. Their one-night stand didn't help the situation either. His irresistible stepsister, who is naive and innocent, came into his life in her old pickup truck, with her cowboy boots and hat on, searching for her father, who is now his stepfather. His mother's husband number two. After a series of failed boyfriends and dates, his mother married Martin, her father. Aria knows he is bad news from the moment she saw him. That's why she ran away the morning after a crazy night together. He agrees with her. Her temptation is too much to handle and his hate for her father is a huge wall in between them. But the little fact they both can never forget is that she is his runner, who gifted him her innocence. Will he be able to resist his irresistible step-sister? Why does Aiden hate Martin so much? Do they have a history from where his hatred stems from? Where does that leave Aria and Aiden? He hates her at the same time, he craves her. What is the result of their crazy love-hate relationship? A happily ever after, maybe?

From the very beginning, Rufus Carter was in love with Leanor Ford. At the age of seventeen, Rufus was already known for his towering height, costly lifestyle, and aloof attitude. Unfortunately, Rufus was left motherless at an early age, and this year, his father decided to remarry, making Leanor's mother his new stepmother. As if fate wanted to play a twisted game, Rufus turned eighteen and found out that Leanor was his mate - adding a new level of complexity to their already complicated situation. The fact that his stepsister was his mate left Rufus stunned.

Jane took a glance at his height and just like her he had a pair of beautiful straight long legs, just his was rather manly and firm in those nicely polished dark leather shoes. He was wearing sunglasses, she walked closer to him and just as she suspected, he was the CEO of Brights Entertainment Damon Miles. She had met him once but wasn’t sure if he still remembered her. “Was he also getting married today?” she asked particularly no one. Her thoughts are distracted by the arrival of his secretary. “President, Ms Grey has not arrived” the assistant behind him reported. Damon Miles shook his head in disappointment, “If she can’t make it on time for the marriage, I doubt she will make it in time as my wife” his voice was cold and firm. “No need to come” his assistant panicked as they were working on a condition. He had to get a married bride or no bride. “President, the old man said, you must marry today, even if it has to be nobody” This statement alone made Damon weak. He hearted the fact his life had been dictated at the moment by the old man. Not to mention he hates being powerless. “Pick a random girl from a reputed family, anyone is okay,” Damon Miles ordered. This gave Jane an idea. So he was faced with the same situation as her, Jane smiled. She knew it wasn’t going to be easy, and it was a rather bold step from her end. This was not just any regular man but the king of bright. He could get whosoever he wanted, but she felt the need to walk up to him. “I will be your bride”