Warning: 18+, strong mature, and sexual content. Sneak peek: "I don't believe in God, Hailey," he murmured, as his firm hands settled on my hips and lifted me from his lap, placing me onto his desk, "But... if I did, I would have thanked him for making you." A soft gasp escaped my lips as his hands slid under my college skirt, his fingers brushing on my pussy over my panties. "Damien, you are my brother..." I managed to whisper amid overwhelming desires. This felt so wrong. He emitted a husky chuckle, leaning closer to my ear, his lips brushing against my earlobe. "Correction-Stepbrother." "But-" Before I could utter a word, his hand swiftly slipped down inside my panties, his fingers landing on my bare, wet heat and just when a moan could escape my lips, his mouth forcefully met mine swallowing the scream of pain as well pleasure when two of his fingers thrust into my pussy just like I'd felt them in my dreams... *** When I was dragged across the country to Los Angeles to live with my mom's new husband and his son, the last thing I expected was for my new brother to be off-limits. Least of all, I never imagined I'd find myself tempted by the forbidden. Damien Black: sinfully attractive, irrefutably irresistible, and seemingly devoid of warmth. Emotions meant nothing to him; girls were mere toys for him to have in bed. And there came my biggest mistake-believing I could be more than just a toy for him...maybe more than just another conquest in his collection. I was his dirty little secret, one that he wouldn't let go of, accept, shatter entirely, or mend. I was his toy; Well....his favorite one.
Hailey
"Do we seriously have to meet them today, Mom?" I groaned, tugging on my boots while lounging on Mom's bed. It wasn't the boots bugging me, but these out-of-the-blue meetups she springs on me.
"Yep, that's the plan," she said, brushing on some blush, forever classy. "Before you jump into the 'why didn't you tell me sooner' spiel, I knew you'd run off to spend the night and day with Isla. That's why I dropped it on you now."
She had a point. If given the choice, I'd rather chill at Isla's than go to this sudden family gathering. Like, seriously, what's the big deal?
Coby and I already knew each other. This whole shebang seemed set up for that little demon-yeah, I'd nicknamed him that. Coby's kid, Damien or whatever, is around eleven or twelve, I guess. I was too busy on my phone when Mom mentioned him.
But here's the problem -the new brother.
Man, if he is annoying, as I suspected, I'd probably snap and grab his ear. I had no clue how small it was, but it should do the trick.
"You know I'm not a fan of kids, right?" I rolled my eyes. Mom's second marriage was cool; Coby mostly made her happy, the only person after my dad-thankfully dead-who put a smile on her face.
"Yeah, I know you hate kids," she chuckled, "But trust me, you won't hate him."
"Of course, I will. Siblings are so annoying," I cringed, "Especially the younger ones. I've seen how Isla suffers. The last thing I want is my own little demon. Couldn't you have found someone else? Someone with no children at all?"
"Hailey, calm down," Mom chuckled, adjusting her hair as she rose, looking stunning-she had that about her-always stunning and perfect, "He won't be much trouble. Damien is quite sensible."
"Sensible? That's an eleven-year-old kid, Mom!" I eyed her incredulously.
Seriously, was she kidding me?
Once again, her laughter filled the room, this time while spritzing some perfume.
"Enough talk, put this on." She handed me a delicate bracelet. She always helped me get ready because I was a disaster. Whenever I attempted it, the closet turned into chaos-messy and careless, that was me. Frankly, I couldn't care less about it. Today, with a slight chill outside, I wore a simple beige sweater and black leggings, along with a hat and chunky boots. I thanked every deity that my mother didn't force me into some elegant attire because I was terrible at that.
"You're the one getting married. Why do I have to dress up so nicely?"
"Because you're my daughter."
"That's hardly a valid reason."
"It's perfectly valid. If it doesn't suit you, find your own reason," she retorted. Spotting that I hadn't put on the bracelet yet, she seized my hand and slipped it around my wrist before dousing me with her perfume.
Ugh, I fucking hated that smell.
"Mom, no!" I hastily pulled away, scrunching my nose. "I hate that scent!"
"I hate the one you use. It's too sweet," she retorted, cringing, attempting another spray, but I pulled away.
"I prefer sweet scents. Yours are too fiery," I groaned, reaching for my usual perfume on her vanity and dousing myself in it to mask hers.
"Fine, do as you wish," she relented, donning her white overcoat and grabbing the car keys. "Come on, we can't afford to be late."
I breathed a sigh of relief when she set her perfume down, but as she headed out of the room, a thought struck me.
"Wait, shouldn't we get some chocolates for Damien?" I caught up with her. "He's just a kid! It might help him warm up to us if we bring something like that."
***
We arrived at the restaurant, which turned out to be Coby's establishment, one among the many he owned across the country. Besides being a good person, my mom made it abundantly clear that Coby was wealthy. I didn't quite get how that fact mattered, but I'd learned to keep it in mind. I suspected she emphasized this because we hadn't been in a good financial spot for most of our lives.
Maybe she wanted me to realize that now I could have everything I desired? Perhaps, yeah.
Stepping into the restaurant, Coby stood in the lobby.
I watched my mom's face light up with a broad smile upon spotting him, and his expression mirrored that joy when his eyes met hers.
"Hey, lovelies," Coby strolled over to us, always impeccably dressed in a suit. Every time we met, when he was in this city, he'd just rushed from his business meetings or other official engagements. He was a busy man, and I admired how he always made time for my mom, understanding how much attention she needed to function.
He enveloped my mother in a hug. "God, I missed you."
"I missed you too, honey."
Gosh! They literally went out yesterday.
Placing a quick kiss on her cheek, Coby turned to hug me. "Hey, Hailey."
"Hey."
"I swear, every time I see her, it looks like she's aged a year less," he chuckled, stealing my hat and ruffling my hair.
"That was offensive, Coby."
"You're adorable, Hailey. I can't help it," he chuckled before leading us inside. Mom, being herself, grabbed a comb from her purse and handed it to me.
"Fix it."
"It doesn't matter. Your fiancé will mess it up again," I quipped loudly enough for Coby to hear, prompting another laugh from him. Of course, that was his habit whenever I was around. He treated me like a child, which I totally wasn't.
"You never listen to me, little brat," Mom sighed, putting the comb back in her bag as I brushed my hair back with my fingers.
"Here, take a seat," Coby pulled out chairs for Mom and then for me.
"So, where's Damien, Honey?" Mom asked as we settled into our seats.
"He had to attend to something important, love. He'll be here any moment. You know how serious he is about timing."
Wait a minute, what could a child have to attend?
Before I could even question it, I noticed Coby's eyes shifting towards the entrance. "Looks like he's here already."
I turned to the doorway expecting the brat I was waiting for, but instead, a sun-kissed Adonis strode in, dressed in a sleek black suit. His eyes were a captivating gray, his cheekbones sharp, his nose straight and defined. His tanned complexion glowed beneath the warm lights, emphasizing his chiseled features and sharp jawline, while his lips were perfectly plump and pink.
Wow!
Was he even a human?
Wait, why was I getting distracted? I was yet to meet that brat-I mean, Damien. This man who had walked in couldn't possibly be the boy I was expecting. But Coby's reaction... Could this man be Damien's caretaker? Perhaps Coby needed someone to look after his child given his constant busyness.
Yeah. He had to be the caretaker.
But then again, who keeps such a good-looking, hot, sexy, tempting man to take care of a child? Moreover, who dresses them this way? At this point... I was kind of envious of Damien, even though I hadn't met that little demon yet.
Surprisingly, the man walked over to us, and I saw Mom and Coby stand up.
"Hey, Sweetheart," Mom hugged him, to which he hesitantly returned. His stormy eyes briefly met mine, and I instantly froze in my seat.
"Hey, Madison," his tone lacked warmth, unlike his inviting face, as he took a seat opposite us, beside Coby.
"What took you so long?" Coby asked.
"The meeting went a bit longer, and there were some papers to finish. I had to wrap them up in an hour," his hands slowly moved to remove his coat, and for a moment, I found it hard to breathe.
Who was he? I know that sounds dumb, but my mom made it very clear that Damien was Coby's eleven-year-old son, whom I was supposed to treat well, like an elder sister.
It became harder to take my eyes off this man now as he put his coat away, revealing a white shirt underneath and the solid muscles beneath it as he unbuttoned the first few buttons.
Holy.
Something was wrong with me. My heart... it felt like it would fucking explode.
"Um... where's Damien?" I finally blurted out to maintain my composure.
A small chuckle slipped past Coby's lips, followed by Mom's, while the stranger's small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, his eyes now fixed on me, shining with amusement.
"Did I say something funny?"
"Where do you think Damien is?" Mom asked, holding back her laughter.
"At school, maybe?"
"You tell her," Coby suddenly patted the stranger's back, chuckling. "Tell her where Damien is."
The smirk on the stranger's face widened, and my heart raced unknowingly, my palms grew sweaty, and my senses heightened everywhere.
"Well," he began, his voice smooth as silk, "I don't know which Damien you're looking for, Bunny, but I can assure you that the Damien your mother might have mentioned is me."
Holy shit!
Starting from being best friends to slowly departing as strangers and developing into the relationship of victim and bully, Aria's connection with Hunter didn't have any other specks to grow but when fate puts them under the spell of its own-The unexpected occurs, and on Aria's eighteenth birthday which she expected to be the best day of her life, becomes her worst nightmare. It turned out that her mate is none other than Hunter Rodriguez. On one hand, there was Hunter's realization of his mistake and his attempts to earn his mate's forgiveness and on the other hand, there was Aria's fight to resist the mate bond and her feelings for Hunter that grew without any boundaries. And once the sudden mysterious rouge attacks began to take over putting everyone's lives in danger; For the pack in need of a Luna --Aria and Hunter had to work together to overcome the storm. And....the destined bond demanded to be felt. But in this ever-growing fire and electric pull between them, there were someone's dark intentions and greed for power that threatened to tear them apart and Aria unknowingly became the main attraction of the one regulating all the attacks, this was the time for Hunter to prove his love and for Aria to make her decision. Is she going to succeed in keeping her feelings for the irresistibly handsome Alpha determined to gain his mate's forgiveness away or will she see through the blessing she supposedly considered a curse? what if before any of these could happen that the unknown enemy sheltering under the pack might win and destroy everything?
18+, strong mature, and sexual content. Sneak peek: "W-what are you doing?" I asked, my breathing getting heavier as his warm fingers inched towards my bikini bottom. "You called me a coward earlier, remember?" He asked, his other hand wrapped around my throat and lips torturingly brushing over mine "So let's see how much you can handle if I break the boundaries." "I haven't said anything wrong," I breathed out, the collision of the heat of our bodies made the wetness between my thighs build more "Oh really?" He hooked my legs around his waist leaving me surprised I opened my mouth to say something but before any sentence could leave my mouth, sliding past my bikini bottom his fingers were there on my bare clit and the next second they thrust inside the very tight hole of mine leaving me to scream. But everything went silent as he pressed his hot lips upon mine just as I had been wanting since the first day I had ever seen him. **** I always knew the things I felt for Jacob Adriano were wrong in so many ways. He was my dad's best friend, totally out of bounds but I couldn't stop wanting him. And once in the event of my dad's destination wedding, I came across him after years...I lost every one of the boundaries I had and surely I planned to make him lose his ones too. After all Jacob Adriano, the sinfully attractive Italian was not unaware of my obsession with him. But little did know that forbidden relationships always bring havoc and demolition.....
Looking at the divorce papers my lips curled up into a mocking smile. 'How big fool I am? How can I think that he will give a chance to this marriage? How can I forget that I was nothing more a tool in his eyes to vent his anger until his beloved Tara is back. Since, she was back, how can he let me stay there?' "After you will sign these papers, you will receive 100 million dollars as alimony." the lawyer added. Because of his words, I came back to my senses took the pen from him, and signed the name. I have also gotten exhausted from this marriage both physically and mentally. Even though I had wanted my child to be born into a complete family, I didn't want my child to have a stepmother and live miserably like me for the rest of his life. After taking the papers from my hand, the lawyer gave me the bank card, turned around, and was about to leave when he paused at the door. He then turned around and added, "Mr. Carter said that he hoped that you won't pester him, or you have to bear the consequences." The lawyer's words were like a knife stabbing in my heart, but I still nodded. Anyway, I also don't plan to have anything to do with him anymore. I just want to live a good life with my children. After the lawyer left, the ward fell into silence. I placed my hand on my belly and said to my children, "Baby, I am sorry, Mommy can't give you a complete family! But I promise you, I will do my best to give the love of both mother and father." 'As for giving one of my child, I will never do that. They are my babies and my alone. I and I will give birth to all of them and raise them no matter what.' Four Years Later... Anya came back to the country with her three kids, to inherit the company left by his grandfather...
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
Lucien Gray, the young and powerful head of an international consortium, has always had everything within his reach-wealth, influence, and any woman he desires. But when the unassuming Nina Morrison crosses his path, something unexpected happens. She doesn't fall at his feet, nor does she seem impressed by his status. Her indifference sparks an irresistible challenge in Lucien-a desire to conquer her at all costs. Determined to make Nina his, Lucien's pursuit becomes relentless. But Nina's fiery spirit and refusal to be controlled push Lucien to his limits. With every struggle and defiance, the tension between them grows, threatening to shatter the boundaries Lucien has always maintained. Now Lucien vows to claim her as his own. Will Lucien's obsession break Nina's spirit, or will she force him to confront his deepest vulnerabilities? In a game of power and desire, who will win-and at what cost?
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”