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IN MY FATHER-IN-LAW'S BED: HIS TWISTED GAME
Updated at Apr 17, 2026, 08:59
BLURB My husband cheated on me with my sister. So I slept with his father. But what I didn’t know was that the powerful, dominant and merciless Sebastian Benedict had been waiting for me. The former Alpha never makes a move without calculation, and when my marriage shatters, he is there to be my anchor. Except he wasn’t saving me. He was hunting me. When a murder rocks the pack and my ex-husband is framed, I uncover the horrifying truth: the affair, the photos, the divorce… None of it was an accident. Sebastian had been the one person rocking my world and destroying every bit of it. And I walked straight into his arms. Now I’m bound to the most dangerous man in the territory—and loving him may cost me my innocence, my name, and my soul. But walking away? That might cost me my life.
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MY PROFESSOR, MY STEPBROTHER, MY RUIN
Updated at Feb 6, 2026, 01:39
BLURB I reached out, my fingers trembling as I gripped the hem of his damp shirt, pulling him closer. "Caleb…do you lust about me this much?" I whispered, my voice breaking. "Then why are you always so cold towards me?" "Cold?" He let out a jagged, bitter laugh, his forehead resting against mine. "Elara, every single time I brought one of those girls home, you were all I could think of. I wanted to know exactly how to touch you, how to fuck you until you forgot every other man. I’d close my eyes while at it and it was always your face. Only you." “Do you know how hard it was not to bend you over when I see you in those sexy dresses you wear?" My hand cupped his cheek slowly, feeling his hot breath against mine. He lusted after me too like I did? All those nights I spent crying behind my door while he was with someone else—he was thinking of me? It was twisted, it was wrong, but God, it made my blood boil with a need I couldn't suppress. "I hate that you called me sissy," I whispered against his skin. He kissed the top of my head, his grip tightening. "Then I'll just have to give you a new title, won't I?”
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