Wrong Brother, True Heart

Imagine loving someone in secret for a decade, watching them chase the one person who could never truly accept them, believing their wedding would finally free them and you, only to see him drop to his knees in front of everyone, begging her to stay and calling you, his best friend and secret mate, “just friend”. The pain rips through you, you drown it in alcohol, follow a scent that feels like home, and wake up beside a man who looks exactly like him and wants nothing more than to ruin you, strip every ounce of innocence from your bones, and worship the grounds of your sanctuary day and night.

Alliyah Agustin thought her life was finally falling into place. She was about to marry her long-time boyfriend, Chester — the man she’d built her dreams around, the man everyone envied her for. The venue gleamed with gold, the air smelled of white roses, and her so-called best friend, Kassandrah, stood by her side as maid of honor. Everything was perfect. Until it wasn’t. When the ceremony began, Chester was nowhere to be found. In his place stood a stranger — dark suit, darker eyes, a smirk that didn’t belong anywhere near an altar. The crowd murmured, the priest hesitated, and before she could even process what was happening, the papers were signed. She had just married Alexander Nicholas Astley, one of the most powerful billionaires in the country — and the most feared man in the underground world. What Alliyah didn’t know was that her “perfect” fiancé and “trusted” friend had sold her — a deal made to clear a debt, sealed with her hand in marriage. And in the dangerous world she was dragged into, her survival would depend on one impossible question: Was Alexander her captor… or her savior?

Twins' Stormie and Misty were about as different as they came. While Stormie was quiet and preferred to be alone, Misty was outgoing and popular. Misty was even more popular with their parents. For Stormie that didn't really bother her. While she was a few minutes older, she didn't care that her sister was their parents pride and joy. After nearly eighteen years, she was familiar with the hostility that her parents and sister showed her. As long as she kept to herself and stayed under the radar, she will be able to leave the Pack when she turns eighteen. Both girls are identical, but it's Misty that is being set up to marry the Alpha Axel. Well that was until the day she received the mark of her wolf, on her eighteenth birthday. Her parents are determined to make sure that their precious daughter marries the Alpha, even if that means they sacrifice their other daughter. Everything seems to be working out for the twin's parents and Misty, until Misty disappears with a rogue that she claims to love. Now Stormie is forced to act as Misty until Misty returns. Pretending to be Misty is going to be harder than she thought, especially when she starts to fall for Alpha Axel.

A college student named Avaelena discovered that she is pregnant. She met a wealthy businessman named Kairos at a bar. After what happened, he became her fuck buddy. Avaelena became his fuck buddy to hide her pregnancy from her parents while claiming that she is working in Manila while studying. Kairos proposed a deal to her: become his fuck mate, and he will pay her a week to prove to her parents that she is indeed working and studying hard in Manila.

As a baby Annie was cursed by a witch, cutting her off from her wolf. Her father trained her for her whole life to be a warrior, in human form. Then a twist of fate... Annie was told she had no mate, but she does have Ansel. And now the must set to break her curse, and restore his rightful place as the Alpha of his pack. SCW= sexual content warning. If you wish to skip these scenes then skip the chapters with SCW on the chapter name. **Chapters 39 and 40 are in the wrong order, I am working on finding a way to fix this.**

Sa kagustuhan ni Aira na makalimutan ang ginawang panloloko ng boyfriend niya, naglasing siya sa bar. Kinabukasan, nagising na lamang siya sa sobrang sakit ng ulo niya, pati na rin ng ibabang bahagi ng kanyang pagkababae. Nagulat siya nang tumambad sa kanyang paningin ang estrangherong lalaking katabi niya sa kama. Dali-dali siyang nagbihis at nilisan ang lugar na ‘yon. Ngunit tila nanunukso ang tadhana. Pagkalipas ng ilang linggo, sa kanyang pagbabalik sa trabaho, doon niya muling nakaharap ang lalaking pilit niyang kinalimutan. Siya pala ang bagong CEO ng kanilang kumpanya—si Kael Ramirez. “Hindi ko nakalimutan ang gabing 'yon," wika nito nang minsang ipatawag siya sa opisina. “ “Sir anuman ang nangyari noon, it was just a mistake.” “But for me, that was the best mistake I've ever had." Bigla siyang kinabahan. "Sir, let's pretend it did not happen,” mabilis niyang wika. "Well, it's not my case,” anito. “I claimed you once kaya akin ka lang at paulit-ulit kitang aangkinin hangga't gusto ko."

Two men. One was her best friend. The other was her infuriating boss. One is the man she has loved for twelve years. The other is the man she despised with everything in her. Yet on her wedding day, they both stood there, one as the groom, the other as the man who would never let her go. “I tried to bury you. I told myself it was nothing. But watching you love him? That was the first time I understood what hatred really feels like.” One said, his voice filled with resentment sharp enough to cut steel. “I don’t need you to choose me,” the other whispered. “I just need you to know that no matter whose name you take… You will always belong to me.” Forbidden. Addictive. A love so wrong it tastes like sin. A hatred so raw it feels like desire. A twelve-year devotion. A buried obsession. Two brothers. One bride. Some loves are safe. Some loves are reckless. And some are powerful enough to tear a family apart.

It was just another morning commute—until he happened. Across the train aisle sat a man who looked like he’d stepped out of a high-end magazine and straight into a power struggle. His voice sliced through the air, sharp and commanding, as he chewed someone out over the phone like he ran the damn universe. Arrogant. Entitled. Dressed like a Wall Street god. Correction: he looked like a god. That’s where the charm ended—or so I thought. When the train screeched to a stop, he stood up in a hurry, stormed off… and left his phone behind. Did I pick it up? Yep. Did I snoop? Absolutely. Photos, contacts, a few mysterious texts—I couldn’t help myself. Did I keep it longer than I should’ve, building stories in my head about the man behind the voice? Yeah… I did that too. When I finally gathered enough nerve to return it, I marched into the glass-and-steel fortress he called an office. He wouldn’t even come out to meet me. So I dropped his phone on the desk outside his office door. And maybe—I left a photo on it first. Not exactly the professional kind. What I didn’t expect? A message. From him. What followed were late-night texts that burned hotter than anything I’d ever known. Words became whispers. Whispers turned into fantasies. I was falling—for someone I hadn’t even really met. He and I? Total opposites. Fire and ice. Chaos and control. But when we finally came face to face, it wasn’t just sparks. It was an inferno. What happened next? Let’s just say… falling for him was the easy part. Surviving what came after? That’s where the real story began.

My mate-to-be, Ethan, said he had some urgent work come up right before our planned full moon trip. He bailed. I was missing him like crazy, so I immediately drove for over ten hours to his city. I hadn’t told Ethan I was coming. There I was, flowers in hand, standing outside his mansion, ready to give my destined mate a sweet surprise. But then I caught the mixed scent of Ethan and another female werewolf. The scent was sickeningly familiar. Amber Collins. Ethan’s ex-mate. I fought back the burn in my nose, my eyes already red, and pushed the door open. And what did I see? Them, sharing a glass of red wine, cuddled up, practically on top of each other. When Ethan finally noticed me, he jerked his arm away from Amber, walked stiffly over, his voice laced with panic. "Scarlett, why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

"You're playing with fire, little stepsister." When Aria's mother marries into the Steele empire, she never expected to live with HIM—Marcus Steele, the notorious playboy who makes her blood boil and her heart race in equal measure. He's dangerous. Forbidden. And completely off-limits. But Marcus has other plans. Every warning is laced with temptation. Every touch lingers too long. And when he backs her against the wall and whispers, "Don't start something you can't finish," Aria knows she's in trouble. Their attraction is explosive. Their situation is impossible. And the secrets lurking in the Steele mansion might be more dangerous than their forbidden feelings. Can Aria resist the one man she's supposed to stay away from? Or will Marcus break down every wall she's built—and steal her heart in the process? (Enjoy up to 5 thrilling Episodes per day so prepare to never have a dull moment with Aria and everyone ….and this is the first book)