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My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret

Gianna Toricelli has spent her whole life surviving. Surviving a father who taught her what fear looked like. Surviving a home where love always came with conditions. Surviving the kind of wounds that never leave scars anyone else can see. Trust isn't something she gives. It's something she buried a long time ago. Then her mother marries into the Capone family. Overnight, Gianna finds herself trapped inside an empire where power is inherited, secrets are currency, and every man is more dangerous than the last. None more than Raphael Capone. The brilliant mind behind the Capone empire. A man who can predict everyone... Except her. Raphael was never supposed to become her weakness. He was supposed to remain a mistake. A secret hidden behind locked doors. A line neither of them could afford to cross. But stolen nights become impossible to forget, hatred blurs into obsession, and every lie they tell pulls them further into a relationship that could destroy them both. Because some secrets are worth killing for. And theirs is sleeping in the bedroom across the hall.

The Alpha Slipped Inside The Wrong Sister

The bed was wet beneath me, soaked by the juices that flowed from between my thighs. A grunt, one so husky brushed against my ear as he moved in and out of me. "Don't tell Kimberly," Alpha Ryan groaned as he pushes his cock deeper until the tip brushed a tender spot. I shudder beneath him. Kimberly was his future Luna. She was also my sister. I looked up at him beneath my lashes. "Don't tell my sister you slipped inside the wrong one?"

Too Late for Tears: the Twin Alphas' Lost Mate

My name is Iris Fenrir, and for three years, Moonstone Pack let me rot in Black Rock Prison for a crime Viola committed. She was the real Alpha daughter, the fragile girl everyone chose to protect. I was the adopted one, the convenient debt my brother decided I owed. My childhood sweetheart helped seal my sentence, and by the time I returned, Black Rock had taken my freedom, my strength, and the wolf inside me. I thought coming home would change something. But Viola had taken my room. My family still saw me as the liar. Even my scars were treated like another trick to steal her place. So I stopped trying to be loved by people who had already buried me. All I wanted was to leave Moonstone Pack behind. Then the twin Alpha heirs of Silverfang Pack walked into my life. One was promised to Viola. The other wanted no mate at all. Both were mine. And my wolf may not be as dead as everyone thinks.

One Night Stand With My Boss

Alcohol and heartbreak are definitely not a good combo. Too bad I learned that a little too late. I’m Tessa Beckett and I painfully got dumped by my boyfriend of three years. That led me to get drunk at a bar and have a one-night stand with a stranger. Before he would see me as a slut the next day,I paid him for the sex and deeply insulted his ability to please me. But this stranger turned out to be my new boss!

Rewrite the Apocalypse Dream

Joanna wakes up from a dream six months before the apocalypse. In her dream she lived 5 years into the apocalypse before she was sold to an enemy base by her mom and sister after they betrayed her. She decides to rewrite her ending by upgrading her secret storage space and building an elite team of fighters who will battle zombies, gain superpowers, and keep her from becoming an experiment to the enemy base.

Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

Three years into her marriage to Caleb Hampton, Sydney Wilson finally learned the truth: the woman he loved was his sister-in-law. On the night his brother died, Sydney saw Caleb's true nature. At the funeral, she did not even flinch when Caleb took a slap meant for his sister-in-law. She always knew he had married her because she was quiet, obedient, and easy to control. She proved it, even in the way she left him. No dramatic fights. No tearful confrontations. Just a divorce quietly signed, sealed, and hidden. What Caleb didn't know was that they were already divorced. Sydney had stopped being quiet and was already seeing someone else. The day Sydney's breakthrough cancer drug took the world by storm, she received accolades and glory. Everyone cheered—except Caleb, who dropped to one knee, his eyes bloodshot with desperation, begging for a second chance. But a possessive arm wrapped around Sydney's waist, declaring to the world, "Sorry, but she's getting married. To me."

Mafia King's Innocent Bride

Vincent Hastings, the ruthless Billionaire and the most fearful Mafia King in New York. He is the boss, he can get everything that he wants whether he does it with bare hands or by force. Just like how he forced Sophie Laurens, youngest daughter of Albert Laurens, one of the richest men in New York who had an agreement with Vincent to have one of his daughters marry him. He willingly offered his youngest one, not minding what the consequences are, not minding what Sophie's future might look like. Will Sophie be able to change the ruthless mafia boss? Or will she just escape from him?

Arranged To The Mafia (The Mafia's Bloodlust Series)

The Complete Series of: The Mafia's Bloodlust Series. Arranged To The Mafia Love In The Mafia Wars The Mafia's Bloodlust Games (The Final Chapter) “Our marriage is nothing but a deal” He said looking the girl in the eye, her green eyes met his silver blue ones, both of their eyes hard as they glared at each other. “Believe me love, I don’t want this marriage any more than you do, but if it will bring peace to our families, then I will sign that stupid paper” she said glaring at him. ********************* She is the daughter of the English Mafia boss, and he is the Russian Mafia boss, and the only way to guarantee a proper, safe alliance between the two families, the Brook and the Ivanov family…

Possession

"From today onwards, I will take every decision of your life. What you will eat, where will you go, when will you speak, what you will wear it will be all as I wish. And if you dare to defy me then till now it must have been crystal clear to you how far I can go to keep my words," his voice unsympathetic and cold, causing a shiver down her spine. Out of fear she was not even able to raise her head and kept her eyes casted down. He lifted her head up with his forefinger, underneath her chin and stared directly into her mesmerizing hazel eyes. "Understood?" Her throat was parched and her mouth was dry. Her tongue felt heavy in her mouth. The seam of her lips was cracked and pasted with each other and she couldn't find enough courage in herself to say anything using her tongue, so she just nodded and casted down her eyes again. He raised her chin more now with his forefinger and thumb, indicating her to look in his eyes and she did so. "Understood?" He asked again and raised both his eyebrows, warning her. "Yy....ye..ss" she croaked out. Her eyes were widened with fear and hands were fisting the bedsheet. Her cheeks were imprinted with red finger marks. "Good. Now take of your clothes and fulfill your duty" he ordered. She only pleaded him with her eyes. Clearly, she didn't want her wedding night to turn out like this.

Letters in the Shadow

A hidden secret. A forgotten debt. A dangerous obsession. ​Fifteen-year-old Elena leads an ordinary life in a quiet town, sheltered by her close-knit family and high school dreams. But her peaceful world shatters when her older brother, Alvaro, unwittingly brings a dark shadow into their home—his mysterious university friend, Gabriel. ​Unbeknownst to anyone, Gabriel is the ruthless leader of the notorious criminal syndicate, The Crimson Crest. ​When a misplaced handwritten letter exposes an ancient debt of honor between Elena’s military father, Roberto, and Gabriel’s family, Elena finds herself entangled in a high-stakes game of cat and mouse. Hiding the letters in the shadow of dusty library manuscripts, she becomes the only person standing between her family’s safety and Gabriel’s dangerous underworld. ​Gabriel came to reclaim his secret. Instead, he found the one girl he can’t control. ​Will the truth break them, or will the shadows consume them first?

Ruined By Daddy

I wasn't supposed to want him. He was my father's best friend. The man everyone calls my uncle, though we don't share a drop of blood. The man who was supposed to protect me, not catch me alone in the dark, falling apart with my own hands, moaning a name that wasn't his. Cassius Marchetti has always been the forbidden shape at the edge of my life, dangerous and untouchable. I never thought he'd look at me the way he did that night. I never thought he'd touch me the way he did after. He told me to forget it. Nothing happened, he said. But I can still feel his hands, still hear his voice ordering me to spread my legs, still taste the ruin he promised me before he walked away. So I tried to forget too. I drank until the shame blurred at the edges. I let my friends dare me into trouble I couldn't take back. And when he showed up at my door, furious and starving for me all over again, I stopped pretending I wanted anything else. He said I had my chance to back out. I didn't take it. And now there's no taking it back.

The Don's Covenant

**"He took her to control her. She bled to protect his name. Now, the king of the East Coast will burn the world to keep her crowned."** --- *“You carry my mark,” Salvatore whispered, his voice a low, possessive rumble in the quiet darkness, his broad hand tracing the delicate diamond chain around her ankle. “You wear my name. And as long as I draw breath, no power on this earth will ever take you from my side.”* --- In the brutal, blood-soaked underworld of the Syndicate, Don Salvatore Capone rules with an iron fist and an unyielding will. He thought claiming Olivia would be nothing more than a strategic transaction—a captive bride bound to his gilded cage. He was wrong. Tested in the unforgiving fires of Sicily and dragged through the darkest trials, Olivia proved she was no fragile pawn. She bore his mark, kept his secrets, and claimed his name when the world tried to tear her apart. Now back in their New York stronghold, the fragile boundary between captor and protector has shattered completely. Beneath the shimmering chandeliers of Manhattan ballrooms and behind the locked doors of their penthouse sanctuary, a dangerous, consuming devotion takes root. Olivia is no longer just a bride in the shadows—she is the undisputed sovereign at his side, forged in velvet, steel, and absolute loyalty. But in an empire built on blood, peace is a dangerous illusion. Rivals watch from the dark, old feuds run deep, and the shadows of the past are never truly buried...

Curves and Basketball a BBW romance series

Meet Essence and Kymoni two Big Beautiful Plus size women fresh out of highschool and straight into college life. They ate far away from their small town in South Carolina. But are they ready for everything this new world will throw and them. Let's find out. Join me on this new roller-coaster ride!

The Wrong Brother

Millie Brown is a high school senior who had many suitors in her school, yet, she never went out on a date with anyone in the hopes of winning one boy's heart. Her best friend's older brother, Zack Myers. There was only one problem, Zack only sees her as a little sister! She almost started to give up hope, until one day, his other brother Hayden offered to help her win her dream guy. Millie is reluctant since she couldn't stand Hayden for being a notorious playboy.Should she take his offer or will Hayden mess things up even more?

My Step Brother, My Crush

My name is Freya, I'm 16 but will be turning 17 in a few weeks, I'm a Junior at Belleview High, I'm part of the art club along with the photography club, I have straight A's which has always made my dad proud of me. I am finally out of that awkward teenage stage where my head was to big for my body, plus I'm no longer built like a little boy. Andrew is 17, 6 foot at least, with dark chocolate brown hair, the most piercing blue eyes i have ever seen in my life, with a strong jaw and the most perfect tan pink lush lips that I would love to crash my own against, he's built like a God and just his eyes can send a shiver down my spine. Everything about him makes my insides tense. He pushes me against a wall, pinning me to it while holding my hands above my head, his deep voice vibrating through my chest as he speaks with our closeness. Does he want me the way I want him? Can we hide what happens between us from our parent? I will risk it all for him. Will he do the same for me?

Silver Queen of Lunar Ridge

She died watching her parents bleed out in a wrecked truck, punishment for rejecting the wrong man. Now Evangeline Cross has three months to rewrite her fate. At eighteen, Eva returns to the night she publicly rejected Cassian Vance, the volatile Lycan heir who destroyed her life. This time, she doesn’t run. She makes her rejection brutal and final… then seals it by kissing a powerful stranger in front of the entire elite academy. The stranger is Alistair Vance, Cassian’s father. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable Sovereign Principal of Lunar Ridge Academy. To survive, Eva sets a dangerous plan in motion: seduce the man who rules them all. Become the woman who controls the father, and force her toxic ex-fated mate to call her stepmother. But Alistair is no pawn. His dominance is devastating, his obsession lethal, and the forbidden heat between them threatens to burn everything down. As Cassian’s bullying turns murderous and ancient secrets claw their way to the surface, Eva must decide how far she’ll go to protect her family, and whether the monster she’s awakening in the Principal will save her… or claim her completely. In a world of fated bonds, royal bloodlines, and brutal power games, one girl is rewriting the rules. Some bonds should never be broken. Some should never be formed. This time, she’s not the prey. She’s the queen in the making.

Take me out of this school, I'm human.

Oh God… if he keeps staring at me like that, I might actually lose it. Of all the houses they could’ve placed me in… it had to be his. Jace freaking Blackwell.” After a troubled childhood and her father’s arrest, Chloe Bennett is forced to start over when her mother remarries an old friend—Marcus Blackwell, the most powerful man in Blackridge Hills. And the father of the boy she never forgot. Jace Blackwell. They were inseparable once, tangled up in a childhood that felt unbreakable. Now he’s her stepbrother. And he’s nothing like the boy she remembers. Jace is colder. Distant. Like every piece of warmth he once had was stripped away—and he’d rather burn the past than face it. Just when Chloe thinks she’s survived the worst of her life, everything spirals again. A last-minute boarding issue at the Blackridge academy, her new school, forces her into the one place she can’t escape. The Blackwell estate. The same house as Jace. The same boy who looks at her like she’s a memory he wants erased. But the longer she stays, the more the silence between them starts to crack… revealing something deeper and unfinished. Because some pasts don’t stay buried. And some people were never meant to be left behind.

Tempting The Twins

One house. Two identical stepbrothers. One secret that could destroy them all. When sixteen-year-old Mila Bennet is forced out of her mother's home after exposing a secret no one wanted to hear, she has nowhere left to go but to the house of her father and his new family. She expects awkward introductions, but she doesn't expect identical twin stepbrothers. Axel Carter is the school's ruthless football king—cold, untouchable, and already claimed by the queen bee, Tiffany Sinclair. Aaron Carter is his charming opposite, the golden boy who makes her feel safe in a world that has never been kind. Then, on her very first night, a stranger corners her in the dark kitchen, steals her breath with a forbidden touch, and disappears before she can discover which twin he is. As the mystery consumes her, so does an attraction she knows she should never feel. Caught between two brothers determined to claim her heart, Mila becomes the target of vicious rumors, public humiliation, and a rivalry fierce enough to tear a family—and an entire football team—apart. In a game where every choice has consequences, one wrong decision could cost her everything. And one brother will never forgive the one she chooses.

Pregnant Without a Man

On the day Ethan Moore and I are supposed to marry, his adoptive sister, Hazel Moore, threatens to jump off a building. Ethan abandons me in my wedding dress and leaves me jilted for her. As the guests watch me mockingly, I boldly announce, "I'll marry anyone who dares walk down this aisle to me!" Three years later, Ethan returns to the Moore residence with Hazel. I'm seated on the couch and enjoying some oatmeal while watching TV. Ethan stares at my baby bump and snarls, "Who's the father of that child in your belly?" I sip my oatmeal and smile faintly. "A member of the Moore family, of course."

The Price of Misjudgment

My younger son, who is seven, is bitten by a snake. I take him to my elder son's hospital to be treated. To my surprise, my elder son's girlfriend thinks I'm his mistress. Not only does she stop the medical personnel from treating my younger son, but she even slaps me. "My boyfriend and I are a perfect match. How dare you bring your illegitimate son here to challenge me!" She pins me to the floor as she pummels and harms me. She even screeches, "A slut like you will only stop going around seducing others once you're incapable of it!" I'm bruised, battered, and bleeding as I'm wheeled into the emergency room. My elder son handles the operation. His hand trembles as he clutches his scalpel, and he looks ashen. "Who did this to you, Mom?"

I Became the Lover of My Ex-Boyfriend's Archenemy

My boyfriend was considered a prince charming in our social circle, but during my birthday celebration on a yacht, he pushed me into the sea just to impress another girl from our university, making fun of my fear of water. Little did he know, I suffered from aquaphobia. As a result, I ended up in the ICU while he managed to win over the heart of the campus belle. When I finally woke up, he was by my side apologizing, but I had no clue who he was. "Excuse me, do I know you?" I asked, completely baffled. The doctor explained that I had lost part of my memory. However, he kept insisting he was my boyfriend. I couldn't help but argue back, "No way! My boyfriend is Raleigh Landon!" Everyone knew Raleigh Landon was his sworn enemy.

She Forgot That I Own the House

After I buy a house with my dad's inheritance, my girlfriend, Claire Dickson—who's also an interior designer—handles the renovation. Upon moving in, I realize she gives her three childhood friends, Terry Boyle, Mark Sullivan, and Wayne Tucker, permanent fingerprint access. Meanwhile, I, the actual owner, am given only a temporary passcode. "We grew up together," she says. "They're practically family." Later, my study becomes Terry's livestreaming room, the patio fills with things they like, and the entryway has only four pairs of matching slippers. On my birthday, I work late into the night, only to find that my temporary passcode has expired. Through the window, I watch them celebrating Terry's birthday in my home. Claire refuses to let me in. "Everyone's having a good time. Just stay at a hotel tonight. Don't ruin the mood." I walk away without knocking again. The next day, I put the house on the market. They forget one thing—having permanent access doesn't mean it's their home.

A Piano for Her Life

The day I found out we had only $2,200 left in savings, I spent $2,000 on a ticket to a piano recital. When my friend found out, he asked if I'd lost my mind. I said without expression, "I just want to see what kind of man is worth her draining all our savings just to buy him a high-end piano. That money was supposed to save our daughter's life. Annie was waiting for it so she could have surgery." The recital lasted two full hours. Everyone around me marveled at the beautiful music. But all I could think about was the man onstage, and—Audrey McMillan, my wife, seated directly in front of him in an expensive evening gown, looking so elegant and privileged that I barely recognized her. After every piece, she was the first to applaud. There was an eagerness in her eyes I'd never seen before. It wasn't until the recital ended that I finally received a message from her after two months of silence, along with a bank transfer. [I'm sorry, Samuel. The factory was having cash-flow problems a while back, so I borrowed the savings from that account.] [My boss said he'll pay me back the rest as soon as the money comes in. Didn't you say Annie got sick and was hospitalized recently? Take this $5,000 for now in case you need it.] I looked up at the two people embracing in the center of the stage, declined the transfer, and replied that I didn't need it. There was no need anymore. I'd never need her money again. Our daughter, Annie Davidson, was dead. None of it mattered anymore.

My Bride Chose Her Publicity Stunt

When our number is finally called at the courthouse, my fianceé takes the appointment slip I'd spent three hours waiting for and hands it to her male best friend. "Zach and I will go in first. It's better for PR. You can take the next slot." Zach Jones slips my wedding ring onto his finger and flashes a smile at me. "Don't worry, man. I'm a PR professional. We're just signing some paperwork and taking a few courthouse photos. It's no big deal." Then, they walk hand in hand toward the registration office, neither one of them caring enough to notice my reaction. I close my eyes. For seven years, to avoid public suspicion, Eva Sinclair has used Zach as her stand-in for PR events. When photographers catch me entering her house, she responds by posting photos of herself and Zach lounging around in matching pajamas. When news of our engagement leaks, she surprises Zach with 999 roses on Valentine's Day as a grand declaration of her love. Even when it comes to our marriage, her first priority is still managing her image, and Zach takes my place, as usual. He's the first to try on the tuxedo. The wedding ring is sized for him. And now, he's going into the courthouse before me. I used to believe this was all to protect Eva's public image. But moments after collecting a new appointment slip, I open social media to see that Eva has already posted photos from inside the courthouse, along with the signed marriage certificate complete with the official seal at the bottom. Zach leaves a comment below the post. "There wasn't any need for PR this time, but she still made it public." It turns out that Zach's role as the "PR stand-in boyfriend" has stopped being just an act for Eva. Somewhere along the way, the act has become real. I don't cancel my appointment. Instead, I take a photo of the slip and send it to Eva's biggest rival. "Didn't you want to steal the groom? They're calling my number in 30 minutes. If you make it here in time, I'll marry you instead." If Eva cares so much about her image, then I'll find someone else to go public with.