I’m combining all the books of this series in one. So going to change the tittle from ‘Forbidden Flames: My Best Friend’ to ‘Forbidden Flames: Steamy Series’ of this book.
Forbidden Flames: My Stepbrother Stella I was a broken soul, and I never thought that I would be healed by my stepbrother. Alex My stepsister, whom I thought would hate her, but she became the one and only person whom I desire deeply. *** "No. Flower, you're not ugly. If you could see yourself through my eyes, you'd understand how beautiful and desirable you are." I hold her face in my hands again, pulling her closer. "You're lying, Alex. You treated me horribly at first because you thought I was ugly too." She’s not ready to hear my words, lost in the pain caused by that asshole boyfriend of hers. I press my lips against hers again, wrapping my arms around her waist, pushing her against the car. Her hand rests on the car’s bumper. I’m going to kiss her until she understands I’m not lying, that she is beautiful and desirable in every way. Are you excited for the book two?Alex’s P.O.V.Fuck! My life is a totally fucked up.I’m on my way to pick up my stepmother and stepsister from the airport—two complete strangers who are about to invade my life. I didn’t want to go, but my father was busy with some meetings and forced me to do it.I hate this. I hate everything about this situation. Even though my parents’ marriage wasn’t great and I grew up watching them yell at each other, I still can’t accept the idea of someone else taking my mother’s place. How am I supposed to just welcome this woman and her daughter into my life? Just like that?Although I usually love driving, today I’m sitting in the passenger seat of the Range Rover, letting the driver handle it. I can’t even bear the thought of standing outside with a sign, waiting for two people I don’t even want to meet. And I didn’t bring my car because there’s no way I’m letting strangers sit in it.I don’t even know what they look like. My father showed me pictures once, but I didn’t care enough to r
Stella’s P.O.V.My stepbrother is so fucking rude!He spoiled my mood. I was so excited to explore New York City. It’s the first time I’ve stepped out of my hometown, Ibiza, and I thought this would be an amazing start. But no, Alex—the guy with hazel eyes and brown hair—ruined everything with his attitude. All I did was ask him for a tour, trying to break the ice, and he snapped at me as I asked for his life savings.“What’s his problem? Is it because I’m his stepsister? Or is he just an asshole to everyone?” I murmur to myself, rolling my eyes.I’ve only known him for a few hours, and I already can’t stand him.Now, I just pray I never meet him again, but we’re going to live in the same house. It’s quite impossible to avoid him. God! Please save me from him.I was looking forward to exploring this city, but now all I can think about is how I’m stuck living under the same roof with him. I mean, it’s not like I wanted this either and I didn’t choose for our parents to get married. Thi
Stella’s P.O.V.After exploring NYC, I return to my new home, utterly exhausted, ready to collapse on my bed and shut out the world. As I lie there, my eyes finally starting to close, I hear it—a loud, pounding beat of music vibrating through the walls.I sit up, groaning. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”The music is coming from the room right next to mine.Shit! Is that Alex’s room? Of course, it has to be him. My luck can’t be that bad, can it? But there it is, blasting through the walls, rattling my nerves. How the hell am I supposed to sleep with this loud noise?Fuck my life! This day can’t be more bad.I throw off the blankets and storm out of my room before heading straight for his door. I knock—hard—hoping that he’ll at least be decent enough to answer.Why God, why are you doing this with me? I don’t want to face that grumpy man, but you’re forcing me to deal with him again. For what sins are you punishing me?The door swings open, and my eyes widen. Alex stands there shirtles
Alex’s P.O.V. Murder! I want to murder my stepsister. I’m still fuming from last night. Stella—my ill-mannered step-sister—threw my stereo into the pool like it was nothing. Who does that? That girl is out of her mind. Last night, I planned to take revenge on her for ruining my shoes. I didn’t want to let her sleep in peace, but she again did something—for which I want to kill her more now. My arm still stings where she bit me. I can’t believe she actually did that. I didn’t expect her to get so... wild. Who does that? Is she a kid or what? Now, I’m not going to leave a single chance to piss her off. I won’t let her live in peace in my house for even a single second. She doesn’t know I’m Alex Blackwood, and I won’t tolerate the way she is behaving with me. She has to pay for her deeds—for spoiling my shoes, for throwing my stereo, and for biting me. I sit at the dining table the next morning, glaring at Stella who sits across me, glancing at me with a stupid smile on he
Stella’s P.O.V.Pain in the ass!My stepbrother is the one. I know he’s deliberately trying to piss me off. But I’m not one to back down. I’ll also leave no chance to annoy him.I walk through the crowded corridors of my new college, trying to find my classroom. Alex is in the same class as mine, but how could I have asked him to direct me to the classroom when we spent the entire car ride bickering instead?What the fuck does he think of himself? Mr. Grumpy, with his stupid muscles and his tattoos, acts like the world revolves around him.“Stella, just stop thinking about him and find your class.” I chide myself because I can’t be late on my first day. Already, I’m entering college halfway through the semester. The last thing I need is to make a bad impression.Although it’s usually easy for me to make friends because of my talkative nature, I still feel a bit nervous. After all, most people have already formed their groups, and I’m the new girl, the outsider.I continue walking, dod
Alex’s P.O.V.“Alex, you better behave with Stella. She is my friend now.” Zoe comes over to my seat with Sky after the first class.I was already frustrated because of Stella’s presence in the classroom and now Zoe telling me she made Stella her friend. Fucking why?“You met her today only, you made her your friend. I can’t believe it.” I shake my head in disbelief at her.“And you? What did you do? You made her your enemy before even meeting her.” Zoe chides me, making me more frustrated.Sky intrudes, “Alex, since Stella will be with you a lot at college and your place, try to get along with her.”I clench my jaw, glancing between Zoe and Sky. They don’t get it. They have no idea how much Stella is pissing me off.“Get along with her?” I scoff, crossing my arms. “She is the daughter of a woman who replaced my mother.”Sky gives me a pointed look, and I know what he’s going to say before the words even leave his mouth. “Maybe that’s why you treat her like crap, Alex. You don’t even
Alex’s P.O.V.Two Weeks LaterIt’s been two weeks since Stella has been living in the same house as me and going to the same college. And somehow, every single day, she finds new ways to test my patience. Since she entered my life, I haven’t been able to concentrate anywhere. I don’t know why, but she’s driving me insane, and it frustrates me even more. Maybe it’s because she’s always around. Maybe I think she and her mother are after my father’s money, or maybe it’s something more—something I don’t want to admit.The attraction.I clench my fists at the thought. No. She’s off-limits. My dad’s remarried her mother, for fuck’s sake. She’s practically my stepsister. She’s forbidden.That’s probably why I can’t stop picking fights with her. The more I feel this stupid pull towards her, the more I push her away.During basketball practice, I’m trying to focus, trying to keep my head in the game. The ball is in my hands as I dribble across the court, sweat running down my face. The thud o
Alex’s P.O.V. At night, I come home, my thoughts still a mess from everything that happened with Stella at basketball practice. I can’t get her out of my head, and it’s driving me insane. As I pass by the dining room, I hear voices. It's Stella’s voice, and I stop. She’s sitting at the table, but she’s not alone. One of the maids is there, wobbling slightly as she tries to serve Stella her dinner. “Are you okay?” Stella asks, her voice filled with concern. The maid, looking pale and unsteady on her feet, gives a weak smile. “Yes, ma’am. I’m fine.” “You don’t look fine to me,” she responds, pushing the maid’s hand away from the serving dish. “I’ll serve myself. You need to take a break.” The maid shakes her head. “No, ma’am, it’s my duty—” Stella cuts her off in a firm but kind tone. “I’ve got it. I’m used to doing things on my own, anyway. And besides, I think you haven’t eaten dinner yet—that’s probably why you’re feeling dizzy. Come on, sit down with me and have something to e
Selena’s P.O.V.But I can’t tell him that I love him. I’m too scared.What if I tell him, and everything gets ruined? What if my parents hate me?No. No. I can’t bear to see the disappointment in their eyes. This can never happen. No matter what, I’ll never let my parents hate me. If I have to destroy my own happiness, I’ll do it for them—because my only goal is to please them and finally receive their love. I can’t let anyone come between me and that goal, not even James.I take a deep breath and say, controlling my emotions. “ I don’t care what you feel. Let me go, James. I told you from the beginning—we have no future. I never gave you false hope.”My voice sounds foreign to me.His grip loosens.Now is my chance to leave. He won’t stop me after hearing my ruthless lie—that I don’t care about what he feels.But the truth is, I do.I feel his pain as if it were my own. And I know—I’m breaking his heart.I’m breaking mine too.And God… I will never forgive myself for hurting him.Bu
Selena’s P.O.V.The next night, I lie in bed with James in his room, lost in thoughts about us. We’ve grown so close recently that my heart aches at the mere thought of leaving his mansion and returning to my parents’ home. I know it’s going to be the hardest goodbye of my life.But right now, with the few days I have left with him, I want to live them to the fullest.I’m wearing James’s shirt, and his face is buried in my chest, his muscular arm wrapped securely around my waist. I’ve never felt so safe in anyone’s arms before. Why can’t I keep this man forever?I play with his hair as he lies silently on my chest—his “softies,” as he calls them. I feel his warm breath on my skin, seeping through the open buttons of the shirt. It comforts me so much that I could live my entire life like this… and even die like this. But I can’t. And the pain of that truth is unbearable.He lifts his head and notices the sadness in my eyes. “Hey, where are you lost when you’re right here with me?”“Now
Selena’s P.O.V.The weekend trip ends as quickly as it begins. It’s like a dream I never want to wake up from. When I’m with James, time seems to fly.James takes me everywhere. We explore the charming streets of Paris hand in hand. He insists on buying me everything I admire—scarves, perfumes, even a silver bracelet I can’t stop looking at.He’s spoiling me like nobody else before. God! I’m going crazy.We visit museums, but I’m too distracted by the way he watches me instead of the art. We sip wine at a rooftop restaurant overlooking the city. He feeds me strawberries dipped in chocolate, calling me his queen.We ride a boat along the Seine, the city lights reflecting in the water, and he holds me as if I belong to him—because I do. Maybe not forever, but in these precious moments, I am entirely his.Every moment with James is magical. We share laughter and make sweet memories whenever we visit. At night, we fuck each other like there’s no tomorrow. Life with James feels like heaven
James’s P.O.V.“I want to take you out for the weekend, Selena.”“What?”“Yeah. Can you give me two days?”“Where do you want to take me?”“That’s a surprise,” I say, looking at her. “I just want to spend time with you—freely.”“But…”Before she can say anything else, I place my finger on her lips. “Please, Selena. I want this. Don’t say no.”I have never begged in front of anyone, and I never thought I would go this crazy for someone. But for Selena, I’m willing to do anything—things I’ve never done before.She nods with a smile on her face. “Okay. My two days are all yours.”A grin spreads across my face at her words. Without a thought, I grab her waist and press my lips against hers once again.***“Oh my God, Paris! I’ve always wanted to visit this city,” Selena exclaims in joy and her eyes sparkle as we land in Paris at night.“You’ve never been here before?” I ask in surprise, watching her excitement. Seeing her this happy makes me feel like I made the perfect choice. I always w
Selena’s P.O.V.I sit beside James in the car as he takes me somewhere for lunch. I asked him where we were going, but he wouldn’t tell me. He just said, “It’s a surprise, Selena.”Now, butterflies dance in my stomach just thinking about where he might be taking me. I steal glances at him every few seconds. He looks so damn hot while driving. The veins in his arms are visible, making my breath heavy. No one would ever guess he’s almost forty. Any woman would have a crush on him, and on top of that, he’s such a gentleman.He surprised me with a bouquet, and how he knelt before me to tie the strap of my heels melted my heart.What is happening between us? Why is he treating me like this? And more importantly—what are we? I need answers.“What are we, James?” I ask, breaking the silence.He shifts his gaze toward me and gives me that look—the one that melts my entire body.Damn this man!“Honesty, I don’t know.” He shrugs. “But I do know that when you’re beside me, I feel complete. You m
Selena’s P.O.V. My mornings had never started like this before. Even now, I can still feel his touch on every inch of my body. Every moment is imprinted in my memory, replaying repeatedly, making me wet just thinking about it. God!I sit in the classroom, completely lost in the thoughts of how I teased him, and how he spanked me. Fuck! Pressing my legs together, I try to suppress the burning sensation I’m still feeling between my thighs. I crave it again. I want more. If he had spanked me just a little longer, I would have come hard from that only. Every time his palm landed on my pussy, pleasure shot through me like an electric current. It was so incredible. No man has ever controlled me the way he does, and I love every second of it.Everything he does to me brings me the kind of satisfaction I never knew I needed. I’ve been with many men, but I never once wanted to sleep with them again. But with James, it’s completely different. Every time he fucks me, I only want more. I fee
James’s P.O.V. The next morning, I wake up in my bed with a woman in my arms and feeling her warm breath tickling my chest. It’s peaceful. It’s perfect. I tighten my hold on her naked body, feeling so damn complete and content. Like always, I inhale the scent of her hair—sweet, familiar, and something uniquely her. It calms my soul. A smile spreads across my face as I look down at her. Selena. The most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. As my day starts seeing her face, only one thought comes to my mind that I want to wake up like this every single day. I don’t know what’s happening to me. I’ve never felt this way about any woman before. But with her? I can’t stop thinking about forever, and it feels so damn right. A few strands of hair fall across her face, and I gently tuck them behind her ear before kissing her forehead. As I run my fingers through her hair, she stirs in my arms and her body shifts against mine. She slowly opens her eyes and gives me a lazy, sleepy smile that to
Selena’s P.O.V. I sit in James’s lap on the college terrace, the sky darkening and the city lights glowing in the distance. His warm arms are wrapped around my waist, holding me close as if he never wants to let go. We’re completely lost in each other. His warmth gives me the comfort I always craved. It’s so peaceful. I can’t stop thinking about how possessively he fucked me in every corner of the library. And when I told him I had done it in the classroom and on the terrace with someone else, he just took me to the room first. He made me sit on the desk, then dropped to his knees in front of me, eating me wildly until I was trembling. Then, before I could even catch my breath, he knelt me before him and fucked my mouth like no one ever had before. And then, as if possessed, he dragged me to the college terrace, where he bent me over and took me on the cold floor, gripping my hair and spanking my ass while pounding into me. It was wild. It was incredible. God! My core still throb
James’s P.O.V. I grip her throat and pin her to the shelves as I unfasten my jeans with my free hand. “Today, you’ll only remember one man, and that’s me.” My body is on fire, and my dick is as hard as rock. Right now, all I want is to bury myself deep inside her and claim her as mine. Ever since she told me she had sex with someone else in the library, I’ve been dying to erase that memory from her mind. She belongs to me. Only me, and today I’m going to engrave that in her mind. As I push my jeans and boxers down, her eyes drop to my hard length, and she instinctively presses her thighs together. Not for long. Gripping her thighs, I lift her effortlessly and wrap her legs around my waist. I rub my cock against her dripping wetness, teasing her, watching her eyes flutter shut as she moans in frustration. “I can’t wait anymore.” She wraps her arms around my neck. It’s so satisfying to know that she’s as desperate as I am. I let out a dark chuckle. “So my dirty little girl wants