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TWO BOOKS IN ONE Book 1 (completed): Katy & Braydon Book 2 (ongoing): Justin & Allie It started as a lie, and now it feels way too real. Katy wanted revenge on her ex. Instead, she found herself moaning into his half-brother’s kiss. ~~~~~ Getting cheated on was humiliating. But getting laughed at by her ex when he swore she’d never find anyone better? That stung. So Katy fired back the only way she knew how: she promised she’ll find a man who would make him eat his words. Enter Braydon: Her ex’s estranged half-brother. He’s the campus golden boy, star of the hockey team and the one person her ex would absolutely hate to see her with. He needs Katy to tutor him through business classes. She needs Braydon’s mouth on hers, his hand on her thigh, and his very presence to prove her ex wrong. Their deal is simple: tutor for fake boyfriend. And it was supposed to be easy: no strings, no feelings, just practiced kisses and touches hot enough to make Bryan livid. But practicing being in love with him means sitting too close, letting him touch her like he owns her, and kissing him until her knees go weak. It means wanting the heat, and craving it until she can’t remember what’s fake anymore. She swore she wouldn’t get hurt again. He swore he doesn’t do love. So why does it feel so good to break every rule with him? BOOK 2 Allison Carter has been in a sexually abusive relationship for two years and somehow didn’t realize it. She’s smart, bold, and capable, but with her boyfriend, she had to use her body just to get his attention. When she finds out he cheated and shared her most private photos with his friends, she dumps and beats him up. One messy, not-so-drunk night later, Allie wakes up in the bed of the last person she should ever touch: her best friend’s brother, Justin Evans. He’s broody, dominant, a little violent on the ice, and insanely protective off it. He’s also shockingly, ridiculously good in bed. Allie has seen every side of the hockey star except the one that makes her toes curl and her heart forget how to beat. But when he confesses he’s wanted her for two years, she loses it. Traumatized, wary, and convinced he’s only after her body like the rest of them, Allie goes completely off the rails trying to make him stop. But Justin isn’t going anywhere, not even if she fries what’s left of his brain trying to push him away. ^^^^^^^ Justin Evans has a secret his teammates don’t know: the girls he kisses all the time? None of them make it to his bed. Why? Because the one person he actually wants, the one he can’t have is his sister’s best friend, Allison. She’s loud, dramatic, impossible, and exactly who he wants in every way. When she finally dumps her useless, cheating ex, Justin sees his chance. But he quickly realizes she’s more broken than he imagined, and if he wants her, he’ll have to teach her how to love herself first. And he’s not backing off—not even if she throws shoes at him, calls him an idiot, or tries every trick in the book to keep him away. What starts as a fight turns into a bond that’s undeniable. And when Allison finally lets him into her heart, a career-ending accident shakes everything, forcing Justin to decide if he loves himself enough to fight for them. And it may just be Allison’s turn to pull him out of the darkness.
They say Alpha King Maximus is a monster — too big, too brutal, too cursed. His bed is a death sentence, and no woman has ever left it alive. So why did he choose me? The fat, unwanted omega. The one my own pack offered up like trash. One night with the merciless King was supposed to end me. Instead, it ruined me. Now I crave the man who takes without mercy. His touch burns. His voice commands. His body destroys. And I keep going back for more. But Maximus doesn’t do love. He doesn’t do mates. He takes. He owns. And he never stays. Too bad for him…I’m not the weak, pathetic girl they threw away. I’m something far more dangerous —the one woman who can break his curse… or break his kingdom.
You ever wonder how your life can change so drastically in a matter of minutes? I once thought that I had the best life. I was surrounded by friends who protected me, a mother who loved me with all she had, and all the happiness in the world. All of that changed the day my mom announced that she was getting married. To a member of the Inferno Demons motorcycle club. It wasn't that I didn't like the club, or my stepfather. In fact, I was the reason that they had met in the first place. It was what came after that shocked my world. I thought being step-siblings with one of the people I was closest to would be the best thing to ever happen to me, but it was the exact opposite. Overnight my life changed. My five biggest protectors and closest friends started shutting me out. I was ignored, forgotten, and pushed aside. But I never said a thing. I just took it all, hoping that things would go back to normal. Maybe they grew sick of me. Maybe I just didn't fit in with this biker lifestyle. I was growing accustomed to my new life, sort of, when things changed again. A father that I knew nothing about, haven't seen since I was too young to remember had suddenly popped into my life. He was a stranger. Granted, he tried to visit me while he fought my mom for custody of me. I wish I had known that he had a snowball's chance in hell of winning that custody battle. I was promised I'd get to come home to see my mom. I was promised that my being forced to leave wasn't the end. I was promised that two years would fly by, and I might even have a little fun. I was promised a lot of things. And all of them ended up empty. Nobody cared. Nobody checked on me. Nobody called, texted, visited. Not that they would have been allowed to. My sperm donor (as I like to call him), had lied. Straight threw his teeth. To all of us. Me, my mom, the judge, everyone. And he got away with it. For over a year I endured pain and abuse. I was beaten into submission. I was turned into someone that wasn't me. When I escaped the first time, I finally realized why no one had checked up on me. I thought that my mom would have been riddled with guilt, but... that wasn't the case. The lies my stepsister spread about me had gotten worse after I was forced to leave. Everyone took her side, including my mom. Of course, I was found again. Or rather, given back to avoid more drama. My own mother handed me back to the man who was responsible for the black eye I had, the welts on my back, the... nightmares that I had. She handed me over like I was an object, and that was when I realized that there was no hope left for me. That was the day that the first crack formed in my heart. Despite all that I had been through, I still thought I had people who loved me. I thought I had five protectors who were waiting for me, I thought I had a mother who would have given her life for me, I thought that I had somewhere safe to go. But it was all a lie. I had been looking at life through rose-colored glasses, and now they were officially off. That crack spread slowly, oh, so slowly, but it was there. It started. It was too late. I had officially given up, but not in the docile sense. No, if anything, I became more of a problem. And that was what I wanted; to be a problem for everyone. Until I met him. For once, the noise in my head was quiet, the pain in my chest eased the slightest, and for the briefest of moments, I felt safe. He made me realize that's what I had been craving. Safety. And he handed it to me on a silver platter. I should have chucked those rose-colored glasses the moment I took them off instead of holding onto them with the last sliver of hope I possessed. Maybe I would have saw the signs sooner. Maybe I would have picked up on the lies before that ring was on my finger. Maybe I could have avoided another disappointment in my life. But that would be too easy. That would be too nice. That would be... apparently, not what I deserve. However, I was not going down this time. I was done being made a fool. I was done being abused. I was done being forced. So, I took one last shot. Just one more. If I died because of it, so be it, but if I survived... If I could really get far enough away... I could live. I could really live. I could start over. I could be free. But freedom always comes at a cost. I should have known I would be caught. I shouldn't have let five years of freedom get to my head. I should have been more careful. Because now I'm found again, but this time it wasn't my sperm donor who had found me, or my husband, or my mother. It was Karma, the president of the Inferno's Demons MC, the boy who used to wipe my tears and bandaged me up when I scrapped my knees, and he looked pissed to see me. Why did Karma have to steal me away from my quiet life? Is he going to send me back to my sperm donor and husband? Does he know what I've been through? Do any of them even care? And why is he so pissed about a promise that they broke first?
A contract marriage to her hot billionaire boss, for three years Marrin Reeves is seen as Calvin Reeves loving wife. They are the dubbed as the Dream Couple of Huston's wealthy elite society. But no one knows it's all a lie. She's just contracted to make him look like a family man. After three years of marriage, Calvin puts divorce papers in front of her, he wants a no contest divorce. Which she will agree to, but only on her own terms. She wants cash, not the house, she wants everything paid out before the divorce is final and she wants Calvin to take her to the airport when he sends her away for good; out of the country, never allowed to return. A one-way trip to Italy. Along with the one thing she's never gotten inside their marriage. She wants just one kiss, a real kiss goodbye, from the man she loves, before divorcing her. The plane crashes, and Marrin is never seen again. Calvins obsession to find Marrin turns dark when he finds out she was never on the plane but faked a call to his answering machine, one of her screaming in fear and the sounds of the plane crashing; she played him for a fool those three years, and then took him for 16 million dollars in their divorce settlement, now he knows why she insisted on a cash settlement she was just after his money. He wants his money back and to punish her for putting him through all the anguish and guilt of believing she was on that plane, that he sent her to her death; when she wasn't even on the plane. Other women then start turning up in his life telling him they are his missing wife. They had amnesia and have just regained their memory. Trying to get him to take them in, he knows it's only for his money. Because none knows that his and Marrin's marriage was a sham bar he and his lawyer. That they got a divorce, it was never publicised. Where is Marrin? Can he find her and make her pay. Eight years later and Calvin comes face to face with Marrin's doppelganger; one Marilyn Riddley an author of fantasy romance, in his city of Huston; for a book signing. His obsession with finding Marrin sees him become dark and twisted in his new obsession; to make one Marilyn Riddley admit she is Marrin Reeves or a lookalike just out to try and steel his billions. Can Marily Riddley escape the Marrin Obsessed Calvin Reeves or is there something more to the story? She has her own mysterious past: something she herself has no memory of, she woke up eight years ago in a West Virginia hospital told she'd had a horrific car accident, that has left her body cover in scars.
"You're not good enough for me now, Amelia. A mere therapist could never mate with an Alpha heir," my mate Damian said coldly. "Then let's sever our mate bond here and now." I hung up the phone and looked at the man beside me who had appeared just five minutes ago—a handsome, strong Alpha. "Miss Cole, you should actually be named Stone. You're the lost daughter of the Alpha of the Stone River Pack," he said. Theodore Crimson, heir to the Alpha King of the Northern Territories, was now sitting in a wheelchair at my doorstep. His legs, perfectly muscled like a statue's, now lay powerless beneath expensive fabric. "Every therapist has been helpless against my condition. You are my last hope." "I can heal you, but you'll have to mate with me." I smiled cunningly. "Deal." I'm not the orphan Amelia Cole—I'm Amelia Stone, heir to the Stone River Pack, kidn*pped as a child and replaced by an impostor. My twenty years of life—stolen. My inheritance—stolen. My family—stolen. Standing before the pack that should have raised me, I watched helplessly as they chose their beloved impostor over their true daughter. Serena, delicate and perfect, was the princess they wanted, so they'd rather use me as a breeding mare for "crippled" Theodore. "Do you think I'm some helpless orphan?" I asked the parents who never searched for me. I returned to the pack, but not as a daughter begging for love—as a leader who would take away all their power.
"F**k," he said, as his eyes lingered on my breasts. "If we do this, we do this my way." "Not a problem, Daddy," I said to be bratty, but when he lifted his eyes to meet mine, they were blazing. My p**sy throbbed in response. He liked that. "Rule number one, you cannot tell your mother about anything we do." "I wouldn't." *** "Spread your legs, princess." I swallowed down any apprehension and did as he asked. "Mmm. Keep it bare, just like this. It'll feel better for you, and I love the soft skin against my tongue." I puffed out a breath at the thought of his tongue on me. He rubbed a callused finger down the bare lips of my p**sy, and I shivered. Then he leaned down and gave it a lick. I moaned. So loud. *** It was already too much. I'd never had a tongue inside me, and it was heaven. "Please," I begged. "That feels..." All words faded from my brain as he started f*****g me with his flexed tongue. I spread my legs as wide as they would go, hoping he could get deeper. I needed him deeper. "My tongue can only go so deep," Daddy said. "My c*ck can go much deeper, but you're not ready for that yet." "I am," I promised. "Please." Instead of answering me with words, he slid one thick finger inside me. I panted as it stretched me. I'd fingered myself but had been too embarrassed to buy a dildo. "Please, Daddy." *** Her Stepfather's Crush is a collection of forbidden age-gap romance stories about dangerous attraction, love at first sight, and secrets that threaten to shatter everything. Trigger Warning: This book contains taboo themes, including a romantic/s****l relationship between a stepfather and stepdaughter. Reader discretion is strongly advised. R18+
For eight years, Cecilia Moore was the perfect Luna, loyal, and unmarked. Until the day she found her Alpha mate with a younger, purebred she-wolf in his bed. In a world ruled by bloodlines and mating bonds, Cecilia was always the outsider. But now, she's done playing by wolf rules. She smiles as she hands Xavier the quarterly financials-divorce papers clipped neatly beneath the final page. “You're angry?” he growls. “Angry enough to commit murder,” she replies, voice cold as frost. A silent war brews under the roof they once called home. Xavier thinks he still holds the power-but Cecilia has already begun her quiet rebellion. With every cold glance and calculated step, she's preparing to disappear from his world-as the mate he never deserved. And when he finally understands the strength of the heart he broke... It may be far too late to win it back.
Yara Ellis is a medical student, hiding in a human university while she studies to become a doctor. Unlike most doctors, Yara is majoring in human medicine, veterinary medicine, and minoring in zoology. Since the packs are constantly at war, she knows that there are never enough doctors to help injured pack members. She’s been on her own for several years now, escaping from her previous pack and making her own way in the world, hoping to one day return to her roots and become the premier doctor of the packs. Warren Hill is an Alpha, caught up in the constant wars that abound between the packs and the battles that are never-ending. He’s a young Alpha, strong and powerful, but because of the constant fighting between the packs, he’s never been able to find his mate. One day when Yara is out letting her wolf run, she comes across Alpha Warren, caught in a bear trap. She’s heard of this, packs leaving traps so that other pack’s members will get caught and either die a slow death or are easily killed. Warren is in his wolf form, unable to shift without ripping his leg off. Yara carefully springs the trap, releasing him from his metal capture. However, Warren recognizes her as his mate and when his pack arrives, he’s unwilling to leave her behind. Yara doesn’t want to return to Warren’s pack but is unable to fight against the Alpha. When she hears that the one who desperately wants her, the one she ran to get away from, is now Alpha of his pack, she realizes that the safest place for her may be with Alpha Warren, even if he is her mate and even if he is unwilling to ever let her go.
Olivia discovered a truth that shattered her heart. For three years, she had believed Ethan to be her destined mate, only to overhear him confess to another: "Olivia is beautiful, certainly, but I pursued her only because she resembles Cassandra. All these years, I've merely been searching for Cassandra's shadow in her." That night, with trembling fingers, she dialed a number she had sworn never to call again. "Father," her voice barely a whisper, "I agree to return home for the arranged mating." Later, at the grand gathering of packs, Ethan's face paled when he saw Olivia enter not as the meek wolf he thought he knew, but as the rightful Alpha heiress to the Winters pack—the most powerful werewolf lineage in the northern territories. His mind fractured at the revelation... On the night Olivia had fled her ancestral home to escape the arranged mating, Connor Rivers, Alpha of the feared Rivers pack, had watched her with inscrutable eyes. "Liv," he had promised, his voice low and dangerous, "someday you'll return to my side willingly." Rumors whispered that the powerful Rivers Alpha was cold, cruel, and had never taken interest in any she-wolf. Olivia had believed these tales without question. Until later, when she discovered just how passionate Connor Rivers could truly be behind closed doors.