Protective Brother Mga Nobela at Kwento

My sister, Delilah Sorrell, and I are now in our third year of captivity after being trafficked into Northern Marovia. Her whereabouts are unknown—whether she is dead or alive, no one knows—while I am tortured until I am nothing but a living corpse. The rotting flesh on my body constantly gives off a stench, the old iron chains on my feet cut deep into my skin, and I even compete with pigs for food just to fill my stomach. I finally quit resisting after countless cries for help went unanswered. I become completely consumed by despair, with only one thought left in my mind—to die. Suddenly, I hear a fierce argument happening nearby, just as I swallow a handful of pills and wait for my life to fade away. "Bennett is your younger brother! You already ruined his bright future after the SAT just for the sake of an underprivileged student! Why are you still putting him through this torture?" Delilah, my missing sister, suddenly shows up, speaking in a rushed, irritated tone. "He knows perfectly well that I am always here to back him up and that his grades don't matter. He still deliberately went out of his way to beat Nathan's scores, triggering a relapse of Nathan's depression! "I'm merely punishing him to teach him some humility. I'll be bringing him home once Nathan graduates in a month, so this minor hardship means nothing." I finally realize the truth now. I have risked my life searching every inch of the compound and still can't find her. It turns out that from the very beginning, all of this is just her punishing me for the sake of Nathan Baker, that underprivileged student. I cough up a mouthful of blood as I laugh through my tears. "Your punishment for me is finally coming to an absolute end, Delilah. I won't be returning home with you ever again."

Kimberly Walker was betrothed to.Roland Carter since she was sixteen years old. Roland was handsome, wealthy, and charming and represented everything Kimberly thought she needed. But that illusion shattered the night she caught him entangled in her sister’s arms.  She was angry and heartbroken, and recorded their betrayal before they even realized she was there. As her world collapsed, she fled, only to crash into Damien Carter—the one man Roland despised more than anyone. In a reckless bid for revenge, she kissed Damien, igniting a spark neither of them saw coming. Damien was arrogant and ruthless, but he was devastatingly handsome. And carried himself with so much grace and class. After he experienced that kiss, he knew things would never remain the same between Kimberly and him.  Roland refused to let go, swearing that his betrayal had been a mistake..  When the formidable matriarch, Mrs. Evelyn Carter, saw the evidence of Roland’s betrayal, and the picture of Kim kissing Damien, she made her decision—Kimberly would belong to Damien. An instant marriage followed, binding Kimberly to a man she barely understood.  But marrying Damien Carter came with a price. Damien was unwilling to give his heart to Kim. Meanwhile, Roland, fueled by jealousy, sought every opportunity to prove that Kimberly belonged to him, exploiting the cracks in her fragile new marriage. As family conflicts escalated, Kimberly had to navigate a dangerous game where she constantly had to prove her loyalty to Damien. In a world where wealth dictated fate, Kimberly was about to discover that trading one Carter for another was only the beginning of her battle. Will she be able to conquer Damien's heart? Or is there a chance to return to Roland, her first love who claims he still loves her? ---

Late one night, I was scrolling through social media and stumbled upon a trending post. "Does your husband ever say you're obsessed with your brother?" One comment sat at the top with thousands of likes. The profile picture showed a cartoon girl covering her mouth, laughing. "Oh, I can answer this one! My husband used to say that too, but here's the thing: he's actually the son I had when I was 19!" Every word oozed with smug satisfaction. Some commenters tore into her, calling her manipulative and her husband a total sucker. She only got bolder. She posted a screenshot of a bank transfer with the details blurred out, right next to a photo of limited-edition sneakers. "All my son had to say was he liked them, and my husband caved! Then he gave him extra cash for a fancy dinner!” "A guy like this? If I don't milk him, who will?" I stared at the sneakers and the transfer amount. They matched exactly what I had bought for my "brother-in-law" that afternoon and the money I had just sent him. Down to the last cent. Ice shot through my veins. That sucker she was bragging about? That was me.

“God, Moving between your thighs feel so good baby,” Rowan moaned as he thrust his hips just hard enough to make the tip of his length nudge against me without penetrating. This was wrong. So fucking wrong! Weren't we supposed to be enemies for God’s sake?! Rowan was my bully, but also my sister's husband. He was fresh from the altar with his new wedding ring barely warm on his finger. But the way he was moving his tongue and body over mine, was absolutely sinful. I had vowed to hate him for the rest of my life, but he had vowed to claim me as his pet, and at this rate, I didn’t know who would win. … Larry thought watching his girlfriend cheat on him with his worst enemy, Rowan, was the worst thing that could ever happen to him. But he was wrong. Because on the morning of his sister’s wedding… he is horrified to find himself in bed with his sister's groom… Rowan. Yeah—that same handsome, smug, and devastatingly handsome Rowan who ruined his life was the same guy about to marry his sister. And things only get worse because Rowan now declares that Larry now belongs to only him! To make matters worse, Rowan isn’t the normal human everyone thought he was. He’s a powerful, dark, twisted, and dangerous supernatural being who is way more obsessed with Larry than he should ever be. And just when Larry thinks things can’t get more messed up… He finds out that everything he thought he knew was a lie, and it might already be too late to escape the psychotic beast that is Rowan.

My life was simple. Boring, even. That changed the day my mother married the richest Alpha in the pack. I fell for his son, my stepbrother Felix Dimitri is damn hot, infuriating, and impossible to ignore. He is my stepbrother by marriage, my fated mate by the Moon Goddess’s cruel design, and the one man I should never want. His storm-dark eyes ignite something inside me I cannot control. Every glance tightens the bond between us. Every accidental touch feels dangerous. I know he feels it too, even as we both pretend we can outrun fate. School, family, friendships. Nothing stays untouched when desire cuts this deep. Staying away from Felix is impossible. Giving in could destroy everything around us. But resisting him? That may be even harder.

My older sister, Noelle Brown, has an unhealthy obsession with me. When I was ten years old, Noelle almost got kidnapped by the kidnappers. I got into the kidnappers' van in her stead. Later on, I was returned to my family after they paid a ransom. But my face had already been slashed by the kidnappers, and my legs had been broken by them, too. Since then, Noelle has worked extremely hard to improve herself. That's how she successfully brings the company Dad has left behind to a new level of success. I become Noelle's most cherished person as well as the vulnerable spot that no one else is allowed to touch. Someone made fun of my ugly looks in the past. Noelle had stuffed his head into a sack filled with rats, where he literally got his face chewed off him alive. There was also someone who ran his mouth about me being a cripple behind my back. Noelle responded by crushing his legs with a road roller, resulting in his legs being reduced to paste. Noelle is the demoness who's feared by the entire city. But to think that such a fearsome woman dotes on me endlessly. She even dumps a huge amount of money into sending me overseas, where I undergo numerous plastic and orthopedic surgeries while finishing my college studies. Before returning to the country, I receive an engagement invitation from Noelle. She tells me that soon, I'll have a brother-in-law who will spoil me like she does. She even sends me a photo of her fiance, Faris Smith. But as soon as I arrive at the villa, Faris barges in with a group of brutes. He's mistaken me for Noelle's side piece, whom she keeps in another country, so he begins torturing me endlessly. By the time Noelle reaches the scene, Faris points at me while shouting at her. "Don't tell me I can't even compare to that pretty boy!" Noelle's eyes go bloodshot at the sight. "What makes you think you're even worthy of being compared to him?"

Two men came forward pointing thier guns on Daddy and Bhai. Seeing that, Mom screamed loudly in horror. I wanted to scream too but I had lost my voice with fear especially, when that man's dark orbs were dagered on me. "Wh...what do you all want?! Money? Gold? Anything else....take it...just take it! B....but please... please let them go..." Mom cried out as I just stood thier motionless. I didn't even had the strength to comfort her. Fear was coercing in my veins like blood. "Anything?" The man finally spoke. "Yes!" He looked at me with an amused expression. "Then..." He pointed his gun at me as I was hiding behind my mother shaking like a leaf. "... I'll take this one." My eyes widened. We all looked at him horrified and Mom shielded me behind her. "What's wrong? Didn't you just say I can take anything? Then I'll take your daughter." He winked at me. _______________ Rahina, a simple bubbly girl had it all perfect. A perfect loving family, friends and now a handsome, charming, understanding and gentle fiancé. A perfect man every girl dreams off. All she could think about was being his bride soon and spend the rest of her life with him. But what happens when a mysterious handsome man infiltrates her home suddenly and points his gun at her innocent family kidnapping her in bright daylight? Who is this man? What does he wants? Why is he doing this? Will she be able to fight back to protect her dignity and feelings for her fiancé or...fall deeper into his world, his life and end up falling into something much more dangerous of his..... Love! Dive in to find out....

When Cara Welsh arrives to Spain in search of the man who had been a child when her step-mother had given him up for adoption she had no idea that she would encounter a man like Xavier de la Vega. With heat rising in between both of them who were connected by a woman who was no longer alive, things were quite difficult. But Xavier was not a man who would be deterred from getting someone he wanted. And the one woman he depserately wanted in his bed and his life was Cara Welsh, whether she wanted him back or not....mattered very little to him..

Rhett’s voice dropped to a menacing growl, planning to seize Kaela’s inheritance by taking advantage of her supposed memory loss, lack of pack and status. He asked his brother Taren to pretend to be her mate, while he himself would appear as a couple with Selene—Kaela’s former best friend. After the pack ambush, Rhett immediately schemed for Kaela’s wealth, throwing away their five-year relationship without hesitation. But Kaela had never lost her memories. She faked amnesia, and surprisingly, Taren had been on her side from the start. Together, they exposed Rhett’s corruption and destroyed Selene’s influence. When Rhett learned Kaela and Taren had been together, he broke down and begged her to return. Kaela rejected him coldly, leaving Rhett trapped in lies and regret until he descended into madness. Taren stayed by Kaela’s side as an equal. One night, he kissed her and confessed the truth: he had been in love with her for years.

The silver blade sliced across my throat, and I collapsed in a spreading pool of blood. I called Ethan ninety-nine times. My brother ignored every single call, but on the ninety-ninth try, he finally picked up. “What now?” Irritation dripped from every word. “Haven’t you caused enough trouble already? I’m in the middle of planning Lyra’s coming-of-age ceremony, and if you don’t show up, I’ll make you regret it.” “Ethan, please—help me—” My voice came out broken and ragged. He hung up. I tried reaching through our blood bond, desperate for him to feel something—anything at all—but he’d severed that connection two years ago. My phone battery was dying, and I watched the last bar flicker before the screen went black. I stopped struggling. The silver blade pierced my heart, and my wolf let out one final whimper before she died with me. Days later, the patrol found a body. The face was destroyed beyond recognition, torn apart and mangled. But Ethan still recognized the scar on the wrist—the one he’d sworn he would never forget.By then, it was too late.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​