Brother Sister Romance

Every moment with him tempts me closer to my own destruction. I was supposed to marry Ethan Volkov, the golden-hearted heir of the most feared mafia empire. He thought I was fragile, innocent, easy to control… just another pawn in his game. But his older brother Adrian Volkov had other plans.Ruthless, magnetic, sinfully powerful, he kidnapped me in front of everyone and made it clear I belonged to him… and I couldn’t resist the darkness he brought with him. Adrian doesn’t know I came with a secret mission, one carefully planned from the start, designed to destroy everything he loves. I’m the genius hacker the clan has been hunting for years, and I’ve spent my life preparing for revenge. Every touch ignites a fire I shouldn’t feel. Every look drags me deeper into his dangerous world. And every whisper reminds me of the man I swore I would never love. Hating him should be easy. Killing him should be simple. But craving him… is impossible. In a world ruled by blood, betrayal, and obsession, I’ve fallen for the wrong Brother.

THIS BOOK HAS A TOUCH OF DARK ROMANCE AND IS DEFINITELY NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS. “Ivan, what are you wearing?” Ruslan growled, his gaze seizing me up. “Clothes, of course,” I replied, trying to sound nonchalant despite my heart thumping rapidly in my ribcage. “I’m leaving for my friend’s birthday party.” “You won’t leave wearing that,” he muttered, his eyes as dark as the night. “Why?” I asked, looking into his eyes and challenging him. “Because no man other than me has the right to see you in that,” he said, his voice low and possessive. ********** I was never supposed to fall for him. He’s my stepbrother, and that’s a line we shouldn't cross. But I couldn’t help myself. He’s a powerful and ruthless man, a Mafia lord with a bad reputation. Yet I’m drawn to him, even though I know I shouldn’t be. As his little sister, I was always off-limits to him, but now, he’s starting to see me in a different way. He looks at me with a hunger that scares me, and I feel like I’m in danger. I’m torn between my loyalty to our family and my desire for him. Our love is forbidden, and it could destroy us both. His world is violent and dark, and I’m not sure I can handle it. Do I follow my heart, or do I walk away from the danger that is him?

A werewolf having a human mate has been engraved in the history of werewolves. Having a human mate has been forbidden ever since the last time it happened. The reason? The last werewolf who had a human mate turned against the werewolf kind, the reason why hunters exist. After meeting his mate, Nathan wants nothing but to claim his mate as his but doing that will be a bit hard since one, his mate is human; two, it’s forbidden; and three, it will be for sure, the werewolves against him and his mate. But Nathan doesn’t care about the laws and the history, he just wants his mate, and if taking off his title as the guardian of the werewolves, he would do so without hesitation or reluctance. But what could be the reason why the good Goddess has given him a human mate? Surely there’s a reason behind it right? As Nathan unfolds the story of history while pursuing his human mate, things will be a  bit messy. Faking his documents just to enter Hallmark high school is already risky, but Nathan will do just anything to claim his mate, after all, he is the Guardian of the werewolves right?

When I was in the early stages of brain cancer, my parents begged me to give my sister one of my kidneys. They also told me to give them the money I had saved for my treatment. When my sister left the hospital, it was her birthday. My parents threw her a party while I lay in a hospital bed trying to get better. Later, when my mom found out I had late-stage brain cancer, she begged my sister to give me a kidney. My sister said no. So, on the day of my funeral, my mom buried both of her kidneys with me.

When is the worst time to tell someone he’s going to be a father? Probably the day of the wedding… When he is getting married to someone else. Well, that is exactly what I did. But my hands were tied. Literally. Matvey Groza is a dangerous man. And nine months ago, he strolled into my shop looking for a custom suit. But when I accidentally walked in on him in the changing room, *I* was the one that ended up needing a new set of clothes. It was a one-time mistake. After that… good riddance. But the pregnancy test I took a month later had other plans. I kept it a secret from everyone. Or so I thought. But when Matvey’s enemies learned that I was pregnant with his child, they kidnapped me and held me hostage. Until I broke free and ran as fast as I could. And I had no one else to turn to but the devil himself. What better time for me to enter the church… … than as the pastor says, “Speak now or forever hold your peace"?

On our wedding night, my husband Grayson's sister-in-law, Scarlette, stumbled drunkenly into our bridal suite and threw her arms around him, refusing to let go. "Kayla, my husband died young, and I really just want a child. Please, lend him to me for one night," she cried through her tears, shoving a toy into my hand. "I promise I'll return him tomorrow. And if you get lonely… you can use this to comfort yourself." I stood there, dumbfounded, my gaze shifting in confusion to Grayson, who was already helping Scarlette steady herself. "You're really going to sleep with her?" He avoided my eyes, his tone strangely urgent. "Don't overthink it. She's drunk and talking nonsense. I'll take her back to her room to rest." As he started to leave with her, I stepped in front of them, blocking their way. "Grayson, it's our wedding night tonight. Are you seriously going to walk out with her?" His expression darkened as he pushed me aside. "You're my wife now—try to be more sensible. Don't get jealous over something so trivial." Then, carefully, he guided her out of the room. I wanted to run after him and stop them, but when I saw the deep concern in his eyes as he looked at her, the truth finally hit me. The love this man had for me was no longer mine alone. And if that was the case, why should I cling to a marriage that had already soured? I might as well walk away with my head held high.

One wardrobe malfunction. Two people who don’t belong together. Three awful words: “Be my wife.” Everyone else is at this party to marry the host. I’m only here until I can get a ride home. When my dress rips in the world’s worst-timed wardrobe malfunction, I go find somewhere quiet to fix it. So I’m standing there in nothing but my heels when, As my luck would have it, the door opens… And the man of the hour walks in. I wish I could say I played it cool. But it’s been a looong time since anyone has seen me in my birthday suit… Much less the hottest man I’ve ever laid eyes on. All I want to do is fix my dress, click my heels three times, and be back on my couch in fuzzy slippers. But Ivan has other ideas. He’s decided who he’s taking to the altar… And I don’t have a choice but to say “I do.”

When his mother’s life is in danger, Caelen Ryn makes a bold deal with a stranger. He’s risking everything to save her. He has only twenty-four hours to find half a million dollars, or his mother will die. The banks won’t lend him the money, and loan sharks are waiting for him to make a mistake. His dreams are falling apart, and he feels hopeless. The only thing he cares about now is getting the money. Then, a man in a fancy car offers to help. He says Caelen can be saved if he marries Aldric Fenmore, a wealthy CEO. The deal is for two years, and after that, all of Caelen’s debts will be gone. Aldric Fenmore is not someone Caelen likes. He is cold, controlling, and powerful. Aldric is powerful in a way that makes Caelen careful with every word. Their marriage is just a business deal. Love is not part of the agreement. Their first kiss is for the cameras. In public, they play devoted spouses. Behind closed doors, they keep their distance. When Caelen’s heat arrives, control is no longer enough. Then, Caelen finds out he is pregnant. After that, there is no such thing as distance. They begin to cross lines they never meant to touch. But enemies are after them, trying to ruin what they have. Secrets come out, and it gets harder to tell what’s real and what’s just pretend. They start to wonder if they feel love or if they’re just stuck in a deal. Caelen thought he was only giving up two years of his life. He never expected to risk his heart.

Elsie Sander lived without a father, and she was an omega. The worst part is that her mother has constantly mistreated her. So does everyone in the pack. Until one day, a new alpha showed up with his son. Her life, which she thought was improving, got even worse. The Alpha-to-be often did things that made Elsie hate him. But how could the man who bullied her be her mate? Would Elsie accept that? Or was this the beginning of something worse?

The end of the world was upon us, but there weren't enough spots for evacuation. The roars of the zombies echoed in my ears as my fiancé, Oliver, gritted his teeth and pulled me onto the rescue vehicle—securing the last available seat. I arrived safely at the survivor base. Lina, his first love, did not. The zombies tore her apart. Oliver still went through with our marriage, but I never expected that he had only done so to make me suffer. In his eyes, I was the one who had killed Lina. If she had to endure such agony, then I should, too. For five years, he hated me. My life was worse than that of a stray dog scavenging for food on the street. On the day my divorce was finalized, he kidnapped me, dragged me into the wilderness, and wrapped his fingers around my throat. Then, he threw us both into the swarm of the undead. When I opened my eyes again, I was somehow reborn on the day the apocalypse began. The rescue team was shouting impatiently, "One more! We have room for one more—hurry!" I turned to Oliver, watching his hesitation. Then, with a quiet smile, I took a step back and let someone else have the last seat.