The Deceitful Son In Law

Maverick Spencer, my husband's older brother, sacrifices himself just to save my husband from a car accident. In order to repay him for his benevolence, my husband, Mateo Spencer, decides to move his newly widowed sister-in-law, Lily Shepherd, into our home. Mateo tells me, "Maverick died saving me, so I must repay him for his benevolence. He was the most worried about Lily when he still drew breath. In order to fulfill his death wish, I must let Lily stay with us. "Lily's biggest wish is to have a child of her own. I have no choice but to sleep with her. It's to repay Maverick, you see. Don't worry, Phoebe. Once she gets pregnant, I won't touch her ever again. You're the only woman for me." But since then, Mateo pays more and more attention to Lily. At the same time, he spends less time with me. When I notice the way he looks at me icily, I feel my love for him starting to get snuffed out. The day Lily finds out that she's pregnant is the day Mateo puts half of the Spencer family's assets under her name. Even the token of love Mateo has given to me on our wedding can be seen adorning Lily's finger. At that moment, I know that it's time for me to leave.

" As my wedding gift, I want you to be the surrogate of my child! You promised to give me what I wanted as my wedding gift!" Violet's world crashed down overnight when her best friend of twenty years and first love announced his engagement. On top of that except her, everyone including his family knows that her best friend has another woman who he is going to marry. Soon after the blindsided revelation, Violet experienced the disrespect and humiliation from the very person who worshipped the ground she walked on. However the real kicker came when her family and her best friend forced her to be the surrogate and, with a very important contract papers... A Marriage Agreement with her best friend to bring the child legitimately.

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.

Does being an Omega make one a lesser wolf? I don't think so but things are different for Adeline Careen Maxwell who is an Omega at the West Ring Pack. Here, she's barely surviving since her parents died in a fire accident over a year ago. Even before their death, their life wasn't any better. At the moment, she's working day and night at the Pack house as a maid and she gets a lot of ill treatment from the alpha's son, Jaxon Waylon who always manhandles her especially when they cross paths. He hates her with all that he has. Will things get better for Adeline when she hits eighteen and ready to meet her mate?

On the wedding night, her husband cheated on her. Eliza, who had been 'widowed' for more than a year, decided not to be lonely anymore! She went to the bar to have fun, but she didn't expect to sleep with someone she shouldn't have. "What are you going to do to make you let me go?" "Wait until I'm tired of sleeping with you." Fredrik pressed her on the bed and invaded her unscrupulously. Looking at the infatuated person under him, he chuckled, how could he get tired of her?

I know I should have kept my distance from Xavier Hathway. He’s my brother-in-law. A man I once barely noticed, now turned into someone impossible to ignore—mature, captivating… and somehow filling every corner of my darkest thoughts. Everything started to fall apart the moment he caught me. After that, there were no more boundaries. No more reasons. We crossed every line—norms, morals, and vows I was never supposed to betray. And the worst part… I don’t want to stop. Instead of walking away, I’m sinking deeper. Into touches that feel wrong, into a desire that should never have existed. The pleasure Xavier gives me is too real, too tempting—until I choose to give in. But I know… something forbidden never ends well. The only question is: who will break first?

"I will help you get your revenge, Ashley, but on one condition... Let's get married," My jaw dropped when Asher looked me in the eyes and said those words to me. How could he ask me to marry him? "You are my husband's brother, Asher..." "Your soon-to-be ex husband. You two are going to get a divorce soon. He treated you like a piece of trash, and you want nothing but to get your revenge. Don't you think I'm the best tool you can use?" My heart raced as his hand crawled up my bare thigh while pinning me to the wall, his face nuzzled in my neck as he teased the nape of my neck, sending this weird feeling through my body. "I'm willing to be your tool of vengeance, Ashley," His husky voice made my heart flutter as his breath fanned my ear, biting my earlobe after. "What do you want in return?" I managed to ask him, but his reply made me freeze on the spot. "Be my sex toy, Ashley,"

I was the real daughter brought back to marry in place of the fake one. On the night I married Shaun Harrison, he kissed my tearful eyes and made a promise. “Quiana, if you have my baby, I’ll give you a home.” Because of that promise, I risked my life to give birth to Jaxon Harrison. I dreamed of having a home that belonged to me. But years later, I saw the fake daughter walking over while holding Jaxon’s hand. “Aunt Stella, I wish you were my mom. “I’ll help you get rid of her. Can you be my mom instead?” The fake daughter laughed, and Shaun looked at them lovingly. They looked like a real family.

I married a man who loved my step-sister. Our marriage was a contract—cold, clinical, temporary. No love. No expectations. And above all, no pregnancy. I told myself I could endure it. That loving him quietly, faithfully, invisibly, would one day be enough. I was wrong. For four years, I lived as a ghost in my own marriage—watching the man I loved choose her, again and again. I sacrificed my pride, my dreams, and my voice, waiting for him to see me. Then I discovered I was pregnant. I had broken the contract. But more than that, I had broken myself. So I left. Years later, I am no longer the woman who begged for scraps of affection. I am powerful, independent, whole. I rebuilt my life, reclaimed my stolen legacy, and became the woman I was always meant to be. Now, the man who once overlooked me stands at my door, desperate for answers—about the son he never knew existed, about the woman he destroyed, about the love he threw away. But some love is realized too late. When the woman you ignored becomes the one you can’t have, and the child you never wanted becomes your only chance at redemption—can a heart that never chose you suddenly deserve a second chance?

“7 Million Dollars and 28 cents.” That was what I saw written on the blood stained papers I picked up from the ruins of my father’s burnt down restaurant. His arrest, our debts it all came crashing down on me in one night. Desperate, I ran to my fiancé for help… only to find him sliding a ring onto another woman’s finger. My heart shattered into pieces. From then on, I was nothing but a beggar ,broken, humiliated, and alone. Until one night changed everything. I opened my eyes to find myself tangled in dark silk sheets… in the bed of the most feared mafia lord on the continent. My ex’s future father-in-law. Ruthless. Dangerous. And for reasons I couldn’t understand he had claimed me.