Stolen Hearts: Between Two Brothers Novels & Stories

If I hadn’t found out the truth, I would probably be smiling at this text now, gushing over how she was the best cousin in the world. Still in thought, another notification came in, a message from Ethan – Call me when you wake up, I miss you. “These two despicable…” I cursed under my breath, angrily deleting their messages without reading them twice. By sunrise, my coffee was still untouched. My mind felt sharp and clearer, drifting back to Daniel Steel. Ethan’s estranged stepbrother, the handsome, ruthless, and brilliant one. The kind of man who could end someone’s career with a well-placed whisper.

“Do you hear me? You will stay the fuck away from Lilith. From my wife.” He looked at me without fear. “I wish I could, brother. But you’re too late. She’s in love with me.” I snapped. My hand found his shirt again, tighter than before, yanking him so close I could feel his breath. “I don’t care what you two had. I don’t care if she loves you. She is mine. And mine alone. Get that into your goddamn head and leave my wife alone.” My voice broke at the end. “I didn’t know…” I whispered, staring at him with something deeper than anger. Something close to betrayal. “I didn’t know you could do this, Nolan. I never knew you could do this.”

Adrian dropped the remote and picked up his phone, scanning through the comments on the program; it seemed Bianca's strategy had worked; she had cleaned up the mess she started in the first place. He was going to do all he could to ensure Bianca didn't get a jail term as he had promised her. Seeing as the protesters had withdrawn from attacking Golden Fingers, relief washed over him. His only worry was, who the hell tried to steal the secret? Diane screamed out loudly and cussed nonstop as the flash she paid dollars to acquire turned out to be a boring animation. “Those assholes have swapped the flash!” She shouted banging hard on her car windscreen till it cracked. She should have known Adr

The hotel workers didn't get the hang of anything because they didn't know that Elena used a tracker to find the exact room he was in. “He took what doesn't belong to him and he knows how much I hate it. I have to work for my money, I have always hated stealing and he knows that.” Martin wasn't pissed over what he did. He liked it to an extent that his brother was dead because he remembered when his brother shot his father dead because he stole and blamed it on him. “How would you learn to live with the fact that your brother is dead and you're the one that killed him?” Roy asked, remembering how his brother shot him and tossed him away like he meant nothing to him.

Chapter 186 The Delwunco name had been written in blood for far too long. Now, in the fading twilight of an empire, two men stood on opposite ends of a silent room, Ruben and Ken, brothers who had once sworn to destroy each other, bound now by scars deeper than flesh. The old warehouse smelled of dust and rust, the ghosts of their past watching from every shadow. Ken leaned against the cracked pillar, his shoulders heavier than Ruben had ever seen them. His face was older, not just in years but in grief.

We shatter every boundary: stolen gropes in shadowed corners, frantic fucks against walls, his cock slamming into me in forbidden spots where anyone could catch us…. I know it’s depraved to lust after a taken man. Sick to yearn for your sister’s husband. Utterly taboo. But I don’t give a damn. Because for once in my life, I want to take everything from her. Even if it destroys us all. * Get ready for Riley and Soren's story. It's utterly addictive and bingeable. .

I glared at him. “I don’t care!” I shouted as I stormed past him on my way to the library. My heart was telling me to stop, go back and apologize, but my ego wouldn’t let me. I also wanted to check on a couple of things in the library! As far as I can remember, nobody has ever survived if their sire was killed. There was one mention of an unlinking spell, but there was no mention of whether it worked. I hated that our books weren’t a complete history! As I walked into the library, the shelf at the back caught my eye and I sighed. I walked straight there and a bit into my wrist letting the blood drop on the floor in front of it. The heavy locks opened behind the shelf as it slid to one side a

Her eyes showed a reflection of mixed horror and betrayal, "You had a brother and you never told me?" "Ruby," I pleaded, "I have no idea who this creep is." "Is that anyway to talk about your big brother?" the man said, shaking his head, "I think not." "You aren't my brother," I growled in a grim finality, "My only siblings are my sisters, Brandy and Blake. I have never seen you in my life." "That's because I've been watching you from afar," the man said simply, taking a few gliding steps toward where Ruby and I sat, huddled together in complete and utter horror.

A boot on my throat had me seeing visions of Vanessa, a flickering haze of blue eyes and chocolate hair. “Get out of here. You and your brother are on thin fucking ice.” I lay on my back, in the literal gutter and tried to breathe through what felt like at least two broken ribs. In the final furlong of the race I had fallen. Every penny taken from me, every chance of offering anything to Vanessa ruined. I tried to pick myself up from the floor, but the sheer hopelessness of my situation rendered me numb. My brother, curse my idiotic, blundering fool of a brother to steal this chance from me once again.