Older Brother

Monica Banks had it all—beauty, fame, and a rising career as one of the industry's top lingerie models. Her distinctive curves and magnetic presence made her a favorite on every runway and billboard. But at the peak of her success, she gave it all up. Not for herself, but for her father—agreeing to marry Liam McKenzie, a cold and calculating business tycoon, in exchange for a crucial deal that would save her family’s company. The McKenzie family loathed her profession. To them, modeling lingerie was shameful. They gave her a choice: her career or the marriage. Monica chose Liam, foolishly hoping her sacrifice would earn his love. She terminated her contract—despite her agency’s desperate pleas—and stepped away from everything she had built. For three long years, she played the role of the perfect wife and obedient daughter-in-law. And when Liam finally touched her like a husband should, she believed—naively—that she had finally won a place in his heart. That illusion shattered when she returned home early and found him in their bed with another woman. Her sister. Brie Banks. Liam didn’t deny it. He didn’t even apologize. Instead, he coldly revealed that their marriage was nothing more than a favor to his mother. Broken. Betrayed. Humiliated. But Monica had enough . When Spencer McKenzie—Liam’s estranged half-brother, the black sheep of the family blamed for a fire that killed their grandfather—returned to the country, he made her an offer. One that promised revenge. A scandalous one, She accepted. --- “Are you insane, Spencer? You’re stirring up a scandal with my wife!” Liam’s voice thundered through the room, his eyes blazing. His lips twitch"No you stay away from her, she's mine now."

Note: This story contains elicit contents and it's rated 18+ "What are you doing?" she asked him with gritted teeth, she can't bear it anymore, not to mention she is always aroused whenever she saw the man but the man wasn't making it easier for her too, she can feel his body heat as they sat down and it was intoxicating, she felt that she was about to loss all her sense of reasoning, "What are you talking about?" Cillian asked, his baritone voice reverberated on Emma's body and she gulped hard, her body shuddered slightly from pleasure, "Can..Can we begin?" she stuttered, so much aroused to think properly, "Of course" replied the male "You see, things about businesses, just for an example, in terms of clothe businesses?" he said and touched the cloth she was wearing, that wasn't the issue but were he touched was, in between her legs, on the center of her pussy, her cunt, when his hand clasped there he felt how wet she was, she subconsciously moaned whilst tilting her head back, the irresistible lust that she has being trying to resist for long, the temptation that she has tried all she could to avoid, will it all succumb today?...

When Kayla searched for her fiancé everywhere in a wedding gown only to find him cheating on her with her best friend...Heartbroken, Kayla wanted revenge Later, her fiancé found Kayla and his big brother in bed His Alpha brother: "Kiss me. Show him who you belong to now."

“He never claimed me. Not once.” - Elara Sloane - “Then let me show you what it feels like to be wanted.” - Jaxon Black - Elara Elara Sloane, once the esteemed Luna-wife of the powerful Alpha Cyrus Black, files for divorce after realizing her life is suffocating due to his lack of love and proper claim. This decision shocks their elite society. Seeking freedom, she unexpectedly finds herself living with Jaxon Black, Cyrus's estranged younger brother, who offers her protection from Cyrus’s influence. Their forced proximity ignites a complex bond, but their society forbids claims between two Alphas of the same bloodline. As Cyrus tries to reclaim her, a fierce rivalry between the brothers unfolds, leaving Elara to choose between safety and the desire to be truly claimed.

“There was a fucking earthquake. It caused an avalanche on the mountain. Didn’t you feel it, you lazy piece of shit?” I yell at Kaleb. “No, I didn’t. I was fucking sleeping. Quit bitching at me.” he says. He’s wearing nothing but grey sweats that hang low on his waist. God, how can someone so fucking hot be so fucking annoying? “We are stuck here. There’s at least 25 feet of snow blocking us in this cabin. Lily and your parents can’t get back either.” I tell him. “Thanks for the observation. If we can’t get out, they obviously can’t get in.” “Can you not be a snarky asshole for 2 minutes?! We are literally fucking stuck in this cabin together for god knows how long!” I yell at Kaleb. He’s so infuriating sometimes. “Relax. I’m sure we’ll probably be out in a few hours.” “Oh you’re sure, are you? Well, guess what dipshit? The guy on the radio said they’re focusing on the surrounding areas first and then they’ll be working on the mountain. That could take fucking days, Kaleb.” Kaleb takes a step closer to me. “Don’t talk to me like I’m fucking stupid, Riley.” “Oh yeah? What are you doing to do?” “If you don’t stop with this bratty attitude, I’m going to fuck it out of you.”

Amara Villafuerte thought marriage to Marcus De Guzman would give her stability, but instead it left her lonely and unwanted. In the silence of her loveless marriage, she found herself drawn to the one man she should never desire... Luke, her brother-in-law. He was bold where Marcus was cold, attentive where Marcus was distant. Every glance, every touch between them was a fire she couldn’t put out. Can a woman resist the only man who makes her feel alive, even if he’s the one she’s forbidden to have?

"Run, and they suffer." That was the first thing Aaron Maxwell told her the day she tried to escape. Leilani Lane never wanted him. Never wanted the contract that chained her to a stranger, a man with ice in his voice, fire in his storm-grey eyes, and vengeance in his heart. Her ex-husband sold her like property. Aaron bought her like a prize...for revenge.  He makes the rules. She breaks them. He punishes everyone but her. And somewhere between the cruelty, the control, and the dangerous pull of his touch… she starts to wonder: Is she fighting him....or falling for him? Trigger Warning: This is a dark romance novel and contains scenes of domestic abuse and mature themes. ​

Mysterious, dark-haired, sexy almond eyes, all charm, Alpha Kymon Zephyr is everything she wants to run away from. His records. She knows. His past. She knows but not the part she was part of. Not the part that scares every inch of his being. The part that drives him crazy. Mad. All smiles, brown alluring eyes, Lyra Reyes is everything he fears. Everything that threatens to break down his walls. Everything that reminds him of his past. But, as much as they want to be away from each other, fate draws them together and so close to the point she'd destroy every obstacle that comes his way and he'd burn any person that harms a single hair on her body. Remember now, the past always has a way of coming back and when it does, it leaves them with no option but to break apart or destroy the world. But then again, who gives a damn about the world?

Three years of marriage. I loved Kale with all my heart, gave him my whole life, sacrificed the wealth inherited from my grandfather, but he betrayed me. I was Father's biological daughter, but Father threw me away just to protect Jessy—the illegitimate daughter. They stabbed me, treated me like trash for years, and looked away when I was struggling on my pregnancy. They thought I wouldn't be able to do anything after Kale had an affair, I was kicked out of the mansion, and my mother died because my father cut off her intensive care. All my sacrifices and devotion to them were trampled on. But I won't stay in that low position for long. Theo, Jessy's betrayed ex-fiancé and Kale's younger brother, gave me a marriage contract with a large sum of money. I accepted the deal with him, then we went to another city, building a business giant called Ambergynn Group Company. Then five years later they came, begging for my help. I kicked them; made them pay for my pain until they fully begging on their knees to me. I'll show them I'm not the same Yvonne anymore.

“Who would have thought goody two shoes Tatiana Olivera is a nasty sl*t who fantasies about f*ck*ng her step brother?” Hasan continues his teasing. He inserts in middle finger in my mouth and I greedily s*ck on it, picturing it to be his c*ck. Hasan’s mouth parts open, his brows cresting as he watches me s*ck his middle finger like a kid sucking on a candy cane. I frowned when he pulled out his middle finger. He grabs my chin with a fierceness that sent me on edge. “Open your mouth.” He orders and I obey. He takes in a deep breath as though calming himself and before I knew it, hot liquid drops into my mouth. Did.. did he just spit in my mouth? It tastes divine. It tastes like him. And I want more. “Swallow.” I meet his gaze as I gulp down his saliva. A proud smile appears on his face. “There’s my good little sl*t.” ***** I hate Hasan Olivera. I can’t stand him. The way he walks into the room like he owns the place, the smug smirk that says he already knows what I am thinking. He’s insufferably cocky, sharp-tongued, insanely hot and fully aware of it. And those eyes? Dark, knowing, endlessly amused by the fact that, no matter how much I pretend otherwise, I’m completely drawn to him. I want him to f*ck me. I want him to claim me. I want him to be mine because I belong to him. But he's my step brother. And I hate my step brother. -------