Three Sisters From Despicable Me Novels & Stories

Aera Vale never expected magic, betrayal, or love to intertwine so dangerously. When a hidden power awakens and a shadowy organization targets the gifted, she must rely on her sigil—and the trust of her mysterious ally Kael—to survive. Between battles, secrets, and whispered loyalties, Aera discovers that the crown they tried to hide from her may carry more than power—it may carry her destiny.

The night of my first shift at eighteen, my two older sisters brought home a fifteen-year-old orphaned boy. My Alpha sister seized the rare healing herbs I'd spent all my savings on — herbs meant to ease my first shift — and gave them to him instead. "You're strong enough," she growled. "You don't need such precious herbs." My Beta sister snarled with fury, pointing toward the door. "Get out! Don't come back!" I said nothing more, just grabbed my packed bag and left. They assumed I was merely throwing a tantrum, that I'd return in a few days. My sisters, finally free of my presence, took the orphan boy on an international vacation to the Caribbean islands I'd always dreamed of visiting. Many days later, when they returned to the pack, they were shocked to discover I'd accepted an offer from the neighboring pack's Head Healer. The position required fifteen years of isolated herbal research. I could never return home. That night, they fell apart.

Introduction My Alpha mate Ethan hated me for twelve years after his childhood sweetheart Ivy died. I tried everything to win him over but he would just sneer at me coldly. "I wish it had been you who died that day instead of her." When the rogue wolves attacked our territory, Ethan still threw himself in front of me. The silver blade meant for my heart pierced his chest instead. As his life slipped away, he stared at me with those piercing blue eyes, his voice barely a whisper. "If only... I had never met you." At the funeral, Ethan's parents—the former Alpha and his mate—wept uncontrollably. "I should have honored Ethan's choice to be with Ivy," his mother sobbed. "I never should have forced the mate bond between you and him!" The pack members surrounded me with accusing eyes and bitter words. "Alpha saved you three times! Three times!" one warrior snarled. "He was the best of us. Why couldn't it have been you who died?" Everyone regretted that Ethan had been bound to me as his mate. Even I regretted it. They drove me away from the funeral like a diseased animal. For three years, I howled my prayers to the Moon Goddess every night. Finally, the great Moon Goddess granted me something impossible—a second chance. I was back in the past. This time, I would cut every tie that bound Ethan and me together.

On the day of the funeral, Marcus asked me to share him with his sisters-in-law. The moment the news broke, Selena, the eldest brother's wife, hurled her wine glass to the floor. Vivian, the second brother's wife, raised her voice and tore into Marcus for having no sense of decency. But the Hartley family's men dropped to their knees, begging the two widows to become Marcus’s mistresses, to carry on the bloodline in honor of their fallen husbands. I stood off to the side watching, and something in me snapped. I shoved through the crowd, slammed my hands on the long table, and demanded to know exactly what Marcus thought I was to him. I called him no better than a thug. Then I turned on the two sisters-in-law, called them frauds in widow's clothing, and by the end I'd said something unforgivable to just about everyone in that room. After that, I couldn't let it go. I hired a lawyer and sued them for fraud, for a staged marriage. They turned it around on me and said I was plotting to swallow the entire Hartley estate and drive what was left of the family into the ground. My father's business was sabotaged again and again. Three key shipping routes went dark. The dockyard was seized. I was thrown out of the estate and died in a damp basement in Sicily, with no doctor and no family. The landlord found me when he came to collect rent. I only learned the truth after I died. They'd been working together all along. His public reveal of the mistress was merely meant to drive me to snap, giving him a valid excuse to end our marriage. Then I opened my eyes. I was back in that living room, on that same day. The portraits of the two brothers sat on the long table. Selena stood in a black dress, eyes rimmed red. "Marcus, your brother's body is barely cold, and you want us to be your mistresses?" Vivian wore a pale blouse, her voice trembling. "I'd sooner die than betray your brother." This time around, I was going to give them exactly what they asked for.

Two sisters. Two unstoppable powers. One night that changes everything. Riya Valderama was once a princess of high society, but after her parents’ tragic deaths, she became a sacrificial lamb. To save her younger sister, Raya, she endured years of brutal abuse in a forced marriage to a monster. But on a rain-slicked midnight, the sisters finally break free, fleeing into a storm that nearly claims their lives. Their desperate escape is halted by a high-speed convoy of armored SUVs and gleaming Rolls Royces. Stepping out of the darkness are the Kim brothers: Leon, a cold-blooded CEO with a gaze of steel, and Jin, a high-ranking Military Commander haunted by a tragic past. Moved by the sight of Riya’s scars, Leon cancels a high-stakes raid, choosing instead to become their ultimate protector. Seeking sanctuary in the Kims' elite world, a desperate Raya visits Jin’s suite to offer the only thing she has left to repay their debt: her innocence. In a hypnotic night of raw, alcohol-fueled passion, a secret heir is conceived. But as Raya flees to hide her pregnancy, she discovers her long-term boyfriend has been a cheater all along. When he attempts to force her into a dark fate, the Kim dynasty rises to reclaim what is theirs. Between a jealous military rival, a vengeful ex-husband, and a blossoming double romance, the Valderama sisters must learn that the only thing more dangerous than their past is the possessive love of the men who rescued them.

She doesn't want a mate, all she wants is to live her life on her own terms. What will happen when she is mated to not one, or two, but three powerful male. A vampire King, An Alpha and a Demon Prince. Will she be able to accept the three of them? Or will she chose one? What is the reason behind the three mates?

On my way to a meeting at work, I call my daughter, who is at home. Instead, I hear a voice identical to mine over the phone. She claims that she is me three years in the future. "Dezarae, go home to Liv right now. Your daughter is in danger." I am stunned. I argue in disbelief and question who is behind this prank. When I step on the accelerator, she stops me sternly. "Do not drive ahead any further. There will be a traffic accident at the intersection where Peace Street is." In the next second, at the intersection that is less than 30 feet away from me, two cars collide. Cold sweat starts to trickle down my back when the woman with a voice identical to mine says, "Liv will fall off a building and die in three hours. This is your only chance to save her."

For as long as she could remember, Amelia Hart had always been the second choice and second place in her family. Her parents adored her younger sister, Sophia, while Amelia was treated like someone who only existed when sacrifices needed to be made. So when the family’s business starts falling apart and a marriage alliance becomes the only way to save them, Amelia is once again expected to give up everything. The marriage was never meant for her. It was meant for Sophia. But when Sophia refuses to marry the cold and powerful heir of the sterling dynasty, Amelia is forced to take her place. Humiliated and shamed on her wedding day by a husband who mistakes her for the wrong woman and blames her for ruining his life, Amelia enters a marriage filled with loneliness, misunderstandings, and the cruelty of life itself. To him, she is nothing but an unwanted replacement.To her family, she is disposable And to her younger sister who secretly wanted it all, Amelia is simply an obstacle that must be removed. After years of heartbreak and betrayal, Amelia finally walks away with nothing except the secret she never intended to keep. She is pregnant. Years later, Amelia returns stronger, successful, and no longer the broken woman everyone once ignored. But when the man who once wanted nothing to do with her discovers the truth about the children she kept hidden, he realizes he was far too late and that he destroyed the only woman who ever truly loved him. Now, he wants his family back. The problem? Amelia no longer wants anything to do with him.

Laila is just one of the many Omegas of the Grey Marsh pack, a werewolf pack widely renowned for their savage brutality. A brutality that - for some members at least - isn't only aimed at outsiders. But as fierce as Grey Marsh are among werewolves, even they tread carefully when it comes to the Lycans that inhabit the mountains to their west. They, too, are feared and avoided by others of their kind, and a werewolf is no match for the raw, brutal power of a Lycan. Or are they? She's about to find out..

From a campus romance to marriage, Dominic Fleming had always believed he led a perfect life. His wife, Isabella Sinclair, was dazzlingly beautiful. Their daughter, Lilith, was sweet and obedient. Dominic sometimes told himself he must have been a saint in a past life to deserve such happiness. Everything began to change the moment Isabella's so-called "sworn brother," Alexander Grant, entered their lives. Alex's name appeared more and more often, and it crept into every corner of their marriage. For Lilith's sake, Dominic endured the strain again and again until the day of the accident. As he lay on the operating table with his life hanging by a thread, Isabella was not at his side—she was with Alexander instead. That was the moment Dominic's heart finally turned cold. So why did Isabella regret it? She knelt with Alexander, who likewise barely clung to life, and wept as she begged Dominic for forgiveness. "Dom, I know I was wrong. Let's get married again. I will make him kneel and beg you for forgiveness," Isabella said. "Scram," Dominic replied. Isabella nodded eagerly. "Fine. I will throw him out right now!" "Get the fuck out too!" Dominic barked.