Step Sister Love

On the eve of her wedding, Evelyn Monroe was betrayed, poisoned, and left for dead. But she survived. And now, she’s back—stronger, wealthier, and untouchable. This time, she isn’t returning as a heartbroken fiancée. She’s returning as the new wife of the most powerful man in the Blackwood empire—her ex’s father.

What happens when the Moongoddess gives you two mates instead of one? Can you pick who to love or can you have both as yours? For Melissa, she is blessed with two sexy and good-looking mates to share her life with. But there is a catch; her two mates are her step-brother and professor respectively. How will she manage the sexual urges both mates bring to her, especially since both relationships are forbidden? And how will she deal with the fact that her mates are so obsessed with her, and would do anything to have her separately for themselves?

Ginny never expected one wild night to upend her entire life. What was supposed to be a carefree celebration turns into a morning of regret and a hastily scribbled note from a man she’ll never forget: "You're really something for a first-timer." Horrified, Ginny tries to move on, boarding a flight to New York, where her future awaits. But fate isn’t done with her yet. "Meet Raymond, my new husband!" her mother says with a proud smile. Ginny’s heart stops. Standing before her is the man from that unforgettable night. Her mother’s new husband. Her stepfather. Caught between the tangled threads of family and forbidden attraction, Ginny’s world spirals out of control. Can she keep her shocking secret hidden, or will the truth tear her family apart? For readers who crave romance with an edge, this story will keep you hooked until the last, breathtaking page. Specifically for 18+

He was my stepbrother. My Alpha. My curse. And I was the girl born to ruin everything. ****** Ember goes back to her pack, the ruthless Vale pack, forced to be betrothed by the one man she loathes, Alpha Lucien. But the moment she locks eyes with Zane, Alpha Magnus's heir and her cold, ruthless step-brother; the world comes to a halt. She feels the pull, violent, intoxicating and wrong. It's forbidden and threatens to go against the ancient rules that binds werewolves. They try to fight it, to make their love strife in a world where it's considered forbidden. But fate doesn't care about rules.

My sister, Bella, had a baby in a back-alley shithole. Then she disappeared. A midwife tracked me down using an address Bella left behind. She shoved the newborn at me like a sack of garbage. My parents fell to their knees. Crying. Begging me to take her bastard. Just like that, my future as a promising artist was gone. The neighbors, the priest, my landlord… they all called me a whore. A sinner who had disgraced God. They ran me out of the neighborhood . My life was over. Eighteen years later, Bella waltzed back into my life. A cheap thug with a fake Rolex dangled from her arm. She held my son, crocodile tears streaming down her face. She called me jealous. Accused me of stealing her flesh and blood. Of keeping a mother from her child. And my son? The one I bled myself dry for? The son I poured every last cent into, turning him into a brilliant painter? The son I starved for, so much that I ended up in a hospital bed? The moment he saw his "real" mother, he cast me aside without a second thought. "You pathetic, broke bitch!" he spat. "You stole everything from us! All the happiness that was supposed to be ours!" My parents threw me out like a dog. Bella's thug husband had his men corner me in the red-light district. They pinned me against a wall, their threats vile and clear: Never come back. I had no way out. I threw myself off the Brooklyn Bridge. Then, I opened my eyes. I was back. Eighteen years in the past. Then came the knock. Hell had found my door. I wasn’t going to be the fool who gave everything and got nothing. This time, I took control.

"I hate you!!!" were the next words that came out of my mouth, even as my whole body burned in pleasure. "No you don't," Dean, the ever calm one whispered leaning closer to me. "Yes I do!. You three are sick. This isn't supposed to be, it's not supposed to be like this. Oh My God, mum is going to kill me" "But it is, Hannah" Damian said, "You are our mate. And I don't care what our parents has to say about that, or anyone else for that matter......" "We are going to do everything we can," Damon interrupted, "everything in our power to keep you little wolf. Because you are ours." They were definitely crazy. But so am I, because their words were making me feel things I had no business feeling for my stepbrothers. ***************** Hannah Anderson, had vowed never to give a male any sort of power over her again, ever since her step father messed up her life. But in a twist of fate, Hannah Anderson's life collides with three brothers (TRIPLETS) Damon, Dean, and Daniel, who turned out to be her Step brothers and then, on the night of a full moon, became Her Mates. As Attraction blossoms amidst the shadows of their past, Hannah must confront her trust issues and embrace a love that defies all odds. Can they navigate the haunting secrets, society rejections and find solace in each other's arms?

Bella discovers that the situation she's in is just a game, a dangerous game played by the people she cares about --- her sister and the man she thought was her husband. She was stuck in the middle of it all when she was attracted to the man she was not allowed to love. How can her heart be safe if it does not know how to play?

On the day of my wedding, my parents suddenly show up at my house with my fiancé, Yoseph Caldwell. They say they've decided the bride is going to change. "Your sister's terminally ill, and her only wish is to marry Yoseph. You're her younger sister, so be generous and help her out." Yoseph chimes in calmly, "Don't worry. It's just a ceremony. Once she passes, you and I can still get the marriage certificate." When I refuse, my parents tie me up. "We'll let you out once the wedding's over." But not long after they leave, an intruder breaks in and brutally murders me. By the time they finally remember me, all that's left is my rotting corpse.

When I was in the early stages of brain cancer, my parents begged me to give my sister one of my kidneys. They also told me to give them the money I had saved for my treatment. When my sister left the hospital, it was her birthday. My parents threw her a party while I lay in a hospital bed trying to get better. Later, when my mom found out I had late-stage brain cancer, she begged my sister to give me a kidney. My sister said no. So, on the day of my funeral, my mom buried both of her kidneys with me.

Damian, my destined partner, is the alpha that all wolf girls dream of. For him, I went alone to the North, his pack. But for three years after we signed the contract, he remained chaste, staying at least three feet away from me, refusing to mate with me. I thought he was just busy with the affairs of the wolf pack and had no time to care about me. Until I stumbled upon Damian pinning Lyra, his sister, against a rough tree trunk, his mouth savagely devouring her lips like a wild beast. "You know I long for you, Lyra!" he roared. "Why did you force that boring Selena on me?!" At last I understood. The only person he truly loved was Lyra. He hurt me again and again for Lyra, and even when we were trapped in the forest and almost swallowed by the shadow plague, he ran away with Lyra in his arms without looking back. "Whether Selena can escape or not has nothing to do with me. You are the most important person in my world!" I was heartbroken, but he wanted to complete the final mark with me because of guilt. He didn't know that I had already dripped my heart's blood on the moonstone the day I found out about his affair with Lyra. Our mate bond had been completely broken long ago.