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He Always Loved My Sister - Until I Left

He loved the wrong sister and it cost him everything. Amber Ann Lance-Trace is a highly successful biochemist who built a perfect life—perfect house, perfect job, and a marriage to the charming and handsome, globe-trotting entrepreneur Dan Marcus Trace. The only problem? Their five-year marriage was built on the consequences of one drunken night. To add insult to injury - Dan has always been in love with Amber Ann’s older sister, the glamorous, humanitarian Jessica Jeanine Lance. Amber Ann knew the truth but settled for being his second choice, desperately hoping time would turn his heart. Emails from Jessica – heralding her eminent return home after six years abroad – shatters the delicate sham. Just thinking of her husband and sister rekindling their old flame is the catalyst Amber Ann needs. With a silent plan already in motion—a filed resignation, signed divorce papers, and a secret new property—Amber Ann leaves behind the mansion, the career, and the pain, symbolically handing her house keys to Jessica and walking out of her life forever. She is finally ready to build the dream her family always dismissed as "just a hobby": a specialized bakery on the peaceful outskirts of Carson City. But Dan, suddenly given what he felt he had always wanted, finds his fantasy quickly unraveling. Jessica is selfish, critical, controlling, and focused on changing his entire life, while Amber Ann's quiet competence and selfless support are suddenly and painfully absent. When a document courier arrives delivering the final divorce papers, Dan is confronted with the shattering reality: the stable, loving life he took for granted is gone, and the woman he had grown to love has left without a word. Now, Dan must face the brutal truth: He let go of the right sister. The chase is on to find Amber Ann, confess his true feelings, and convince the brilliant, newly independent woman that his second choice was the right choice all along.
RaeJenBib · 47.5k Views

Sullivan's Girl

“Are you hiding, little bird?” His tone was different from the usual. It wasn't the coo she knew, neither was it the song of calmness that often emanated from him. It was vibrating. An allure that in a dark and dangerous way promised a touch that would drift her alive. Annabelle kept her hand to her mouth, her heart racing past its usual rate. She wondered in that moment—now that she knew what he was—if he could hear her heart beat. As if the universe was sending her a response, she felt him stop. Right above where she hid. Holding a shaky breath, she raised her head, feeling the pressure of his feet on the wood that obscured her view from him. Surely, his ability can't go underground. Surely, the scent of watermelon and potatoes would mask her. Yet…the low chuckle that sounded like a sinister laughter made her heart jump, as her legs gave away. He lifted the wooden pallet, their gazes colliding in a fit of what seems to be prey and predator instinct. A tiny smirk was playing on his face now, the same one she was used to. And the evidence was as glaring as daylight. Blood streak marked his crisp white shirt, drooling down the side of his face to his lips—his hands, a crimson bloody mess against rich skin. The stale of another man's death lingering around him, morphing his aura and forever confirming what he is. What he will always be. “Little bird…” “Please…” A huge palm reached out to pat her nest of hair, definitely leaving behind strokes of blood. The metallic iron scent assaulted her nose in the small space she hid. He was after her heart—an organ she feared he might mean in the literal sense. As she remained in the squatting position, watermelon threatening to squash beneath her knees, she felt his pat. Once. Twice. As soothing as always for a creature like him. “I wished upon you little bird. You cannot run from me.” His words were a promise, a seal that bounded them together. Forever. ■■■■■■■ !!!This book will contain some dark smut chapters but a series of warnings will be issued beforehand. So…you will be fine ^.^
b_oaq · 14.3k Views

DEVIL // COVENANT

On a storm-soaked night, the Unezugawa District is consumed by devils born from humanity’s deepest fears. Seventeen-year-old Haruto watches helplessly as the Abandonment Devil—an entity forged from the terror of being left alone—slaughters his parents before his eyes. Yet when the monster corners him, something is wrong. Haruto does not tremble. He does not beg. He feels… nothing. His emptiness draws the attention of something far worse. In a flash of crimson, the legendary Crimson Devil appears—an ancient entity once believed to have nearly triggered the apocalypse centuries ago before being sealed by exorcists. Fascinated by the boy who cannot fear, it offers Haruto a contract: Power beyond human limits… In exchange for a precious memory each time he uses it. Haruto accepts. But there is a truth no one knows. The Crimson Devil dwelling inside him was once meant to begin the end of the world. Instead of destroying humanity, it chooses something unthinkable—it spares the brave and forms a covenant with one. To prevent future catastrophes and hunt the very devils born from mankind’s fear, Haruto joins the Exorcists—the same organization that once fought against the Crimson Devil itself. Now feared by devils… Suspected by humans… And slowly losing the memories that make him who he is… Haruto walks the thin line between salvation and annihilation. Because if the devil inside him ever changes its mind— The apocalypse will not be stopped.
VoidKaiser · 9.2k Views

Craved by the Wrong Volkov

(trigger warning. This book contains mature themes) ****** "I can't..." she gasped between broken moans, her voice trembling somewhere between pain and pleasure. Every thrust seemed to blur the line between surrender and defiance. Then she whispered a name between her sweet cries ...it wasn’t mine. I froze. A slow, humorless smile curved my lips as the sound of his name filled the space between us. “Raph…” she breathed. I leaned in, my mouth brushing her ear. Feeling her tremble from touch until my teeth nibbled her earlobes hard enough to make her whimper and her fold to clench around my fingers. “Wrong name, Lynn.” I hissed, withdrawing from the warmth of her insides. I felt her body tense. She clawed at my shoulders, a desperate plea in every touch. “Don’t…” she whimpered. Those jade-like eyes unravelled me that moment. I could feel the ache in my trousers. A troublesome little viper. A cruel smile traced my lips hiding my emotions. “You called the wrong name,” I murmured, my voice low, dangerous. “And bad girls deserve to be punished.” Her glossy eyes met mine... so full of confusion, want, and power she didn’t yet understand. If she only knew how close I was to breaking. Because the only name she should be calling… was mine. Lucien. I craved it as badly as the air I breathe. ****** For better or for worse, till death do us part. That was their vows at the altar, but her husband broke them first.. He claims an open marriage is the solution to their childless marriage and that it's to protect her own interests. But all Braelyn sees is a prison built from guilt and lies. One heartbroken night, she stumbles into a karaoke bar and into the arms of Lucien. A man shrouded in mystery, rebellion, and danger. His very presence tells her to run but it also gives her the solace she craved. She never expected to see him again after she ran, forgetting his sinful existence, but life wasn't done making a joke out of her. Lucien isn't just any man, but one who can destroy everything she believes in. The man she was never meant to meet. Her husband's uncle The black sheep of the Volkov dynasty. A man whose desire will ruin her. Lucien knows she can't be his, but he was never a man who respected social norms. He doesn't care about anything but her every sin and touch. All he wants… is her, no matter how sinful it gets.
jodiekesh27 · 266.8k Views

reckless hearts

Adrien Cho-Camille has lived his entire life on a schedule that was never his. At twenty-three, he’s a college student, elite fencer, and polished prodigy—perfect grades, perfect posture, perfect smile. Half French, half Korean-English, raised to win at everything except life, Adrien’s true passion for drawing was quietly erased and replaced with expectations he never agreed to carry. Zane Calloway never learned how to be perfect. At twenty-five, he’s a rising MMA fighter who didn’t go to college, lives openly, loves loudly, and spends his nights in gay bars where no one pretends. Raised by a single mother after escaping an abusive home, Zane built his life from survival, not approval—and he refuses to apologize for it. When their worlds collide, it looks like rivalry. Grace against violence. Discipline against chaos. The golden child versus the man everyone calls dangerous. Adrien’s parents label Zane the enemy—a violent influence with no plan, no future, no place in their son’s carefully curated life. But Zane is the only one who never tells Adrien who he should be. With him, Adrien feels seen instead of evaluated… free instead of perfect. As attraction ignites and boundaries blur, Adrien is forced to confront the truth: the life that looks flawless is slowly killing him. And choosing Zane doesn’t just mean choosing love—it means choosing himself, even if it makes him the villain in the world that raised him. In a universe built on obedience, falling for the enemy may be the only way out.
BLnovelist · 9.1k Views