Step Sis Forced

Their corporations are merging, but their families have been rivals for decades. Now, to secure both empires, they are forced into a marriage neither of them wants. He is commanding, shrewd, and determined to control her every move but she is clever, audacious, and refuses to be anyone’s pawn. What starts as a strategic contract evolves into an attraction neither of them can ignore. One year, just a one year contract, and a battle of hearts neither expected. In a world where love is weakness, falling in love may be their greatest risk.

"You belong only to me, Mabel and if you try to run, I'll kidnap you and lock you up till all you can think about is me," he promised her and her heart skipped a beat at his words. She was appalled, his words weren't supposed to affect her. Christian Romero, the most powerful man in the country, was supposed to be a mission to Mabel. All she had to do was to get him to fall in love with her and then destroy him to save the lives of her family. How hard could it be? He however turns out to be the arrogant stranger whom she assaulted and who promised her revenge. To make matters worse, she finds herself falling for the same man she was supposed to destroy. Her family or the man she loved, she had to choose one and lose one. Wasn't there a way she could have it all and finally be happy?

THIS BOOK HAS A TOUCH OF DARK ROMANCE AND IS DEFINITELY NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS. “Ivan, what are you wearing?” Ruslan growled, his gaze seizing me up. “Clothes, of course,” I replied, trying to sound nonchalant despite my heart thumping rapidly in my ribcage. “I’m leaving for my friend’s birthday party.” “You won’t leave wearing that,” he muttered, his eyes as dark as the night. “Why?” I asked, looking into his eyes and challenging him. “Because no man other than me has the right to see you in that,” he said, his voice low and possessive. ********** I was never supposed to fall for him. He’s my stepbrother, and that’s a line we shouldn't cross. But I couldn’t help myself. He’s a powerful and ruthless man, a Mafia lord with a bad reputation. Yet I’m drawn to him, even though I know I shouldn’t be. As his little sister, I was always off-limits to him, but now, he’s starting to see me in a different way. He looks at me with a hunger that scares me, and I feel like I’m in danger. I’m torn between my loyalty to our family and my desire for him. Our love is forbidden, and it could destroy us both. His world is violent and dark, and I’m not sure I can handle it. Do I follow my heart, or do I walk away from the danger that is him?

My name is Freya, I'm 16 but will be turning 17 in a few weeks, I'm a Junior at Belleview High, I'm part of the art club along with the photography club, I have straight A's which has always made my dad proud of me. I am finally out of that awkward teenage stage where my head was to big for my body, plus I'm no longer built like a little boy. Andrew is 17, 6 foot at least, with dark chocolate brown hair, the most piercing blue eyes i have ever seen in my life, with a strong jaw and the most perfect tan pink lush lips that I would love to crash my own against, he's built like a God and just his eyes can send a shiver down my spine. Everything about him makes my insides tense. He pushes me against a wall, pinning me to it while holding my hands above my head, his deep voice vibrating through my chest as he speaks with our closeness. Does he want me the way I want him? Can we hide what happens between us from our parent? I will risk it all for him. Will he do the same for me?

Michelle’s life is a cage, locked in servitude to a family who sees her as nothing more than a servant. Her half-sister, Odette, has always been the favored one, destined for a future Michelle can only dream of. But when Odette disappears, leaving behind a crucial arranged marriage that could save the family from ruin, Michelle is forced to take her place. She is now bound to a man she doesn’t know, a new life she doesn’t want, all to save the very people who have tormented her. As she navigates this unfamiliar world, she must fight not just for her own survival, but for a glimmer of hope that she can break free. Will this arranged marriage be her escape or her final prison? Can she truly gain her freedom when her fate is tied to a man who holds all the keys?

Barely a month after the murder of her father, Eliana does not expect her mother to get married to another man, especially with the murder still unsolved. She meets the brother to her soon to be step-father, Nicholas King and everything in her life changes. He is a forbidden fruit, one she should stay away from, but like a magnet he keeps pulling her in. Will she overcome or will she be sucked in to a different life full of secrets, lies and everything she has never dreamt of?

Jessica Monroe, who has just started working, is suddenly fired directly by her boss; not stopping there, Jessica finds that her father is in huge debt to none other than her former boss, Morgan. Unable to repay her father's debt, Jessica is forced to become the personal maid of the wealthy and arrogant Mr Morgan. Now, her new life as a maid begins! ------- From one of the popular MegaNovel authors

He slid a paper across the table, his eyes cold. " Sign it." She blinked, confused. "Why?" "It’s our marriage certificate." He spoke as if discussing the weather. "I’ve already signed it. Your turn." Siya froze. **Marriage?** To a man like him? Her? A whore. Pregnant. She looked up at him, pleading. "I-I can be your maid. Do anything. Just… don’t hurt my baby." Her voice trembled, careful, trying to bargain with the devil himself. But Abhimanyu’s gaze was relentless, unmoved. His tone cut like ice. "I want you to sign it right now." Her heart hammered in her chest. "But… how… why me?" She stuttered, breaking. "I don’t want to marry you." She stood, defiance shaking her body. The word **marriage** tasted like ash, reminding her of someone she loathed beyond reason. Abhimanyu leaned in, his smile devoid of warmth. "You **will** marry me. Or…" The room fell silent, thick with the unspoken threat. **The world knows** what he is capable of. "Plea.se," she whispered. Her voice was barely a breath. Siya’s legs screamed to run. But there was nowhere to go. His voice low, lethal. "Listen to me, TweetyBird. If I can save you, I can ruin you too.' His eyes darkened. "Sign it. And you’ll be mine." "Why me?" Her voice broke. ************ Siya laid on the bed on her fours, her hands tied together with a handcuff as Abhimanyu thrusted slowly from her back. He changed their position making her completely under his mercy. As the sun rose in the sky, he uncuffed her. "Scream my name!" He groaned going faster than before. But his pace didn’t slacken at all. He had turned into a needy beast, who was ruining every ounce of sanity left in Siya. *********** ***********

Celeste’s life changes when her mother marries Theo Monclair, a powerful Alpha. Moving into his mansion, she discovers werewolves exist and her stepbrothers, Cassian and Lucian, are her fated mates. Cassian fights his feelings, while Lucian pushes her to surrender. As Celeste struggles with her growing attraction, dark secrets unravel. Theo only married her mother to get to Celeste, whose blood holds rare power. When he kidnaps her, Cassian and Lucian risk everything to save her. But Theo isn’t the true enemy. Will Celeste stand as the twins’ mate, their queen, and their future, or will something else prevail?

I ended up with the person who used to bully me in school. As the morning sunlight seeped into the room, I barely moved my arm when the arm wrapped around my waist tightened, pulling me closer. Ethan Chambers lowered his head to kiss my neck, his deep voice tinged with a husky tone from just waking up. "Did you fall asleep last night?" I froze for a moment before nodding obediently. In the past, I might have resisted, but three weeks with him taught me a simple lesson to be compliant. He took my hand, which rested at my side, and interlaced his fingers with mine, playing with them as if amused. Leaning close to my hair, he let out a low chuckle full of interest. "This time, you didn’t throw away the ring I gave you?" He was referring to the diamond ring on my finger. There had been two others before this one—one I hid in the freezer, and the other I threw into the fountain in the garden downstairs. I didn’t want to think about the consequences of losing the first two rings for now, but the result of the third ring was clear: I was going to marry him, the person I once feared the most.