Isabella has loved Philip since they were children playing husband and wife in her mother’s garden. Evelyn, her best friend, always knew. What Isabella did not know was that Evelyn wanted him too.Years later, Isabella follows them and finds Evelyn and Philip tangled together. They announce they are dating. Six months after that, they announce a wedding. Isabella does not walk away. She becomes chief bridesmaid and waits for the right morning.On the day of the wedding she walks into Philip’s dressing room, drops to her knees, and takes him in her mouth. She has already sent for Evelyn. When the door opens, Evelyn sees everything. She says nothing. She closes the door and walks down the aisle anyway.Philip finishes in Isabella’s mouth and tells her she is the one he wanted all along. Isabella thinks she has won. She has not. That night, while Evelyn waits alone in the bridal suite, Philip comes to her instead. The next day Evelyn confronts her—not with tears, but with terms. Both of them can have him. Neither is exclusive. Philip does not need to know.The secret lasts only until Evelyn walks in on them and stays. Philip is shocked by her calm. He does not send either woman away. From that night the three of them share a bed. Isabella still wants Philip. She begins to want Evelyn too. The revenge she planned has failed. What remains is something neither of them expected: one husband, two women, and a marriage that no longer belongs to only one of them.She married him anyway. Now they keep him together

BLURB/SYNOPSIS:The first time I heard my best friend scream my stepbrother’s name, I almost dropped my phone. It wasn’t soft or sweet. It was raw, desperate, and way too loud for the thin walls of our off-campus apartment.Two years ago my father died. Before he left us for good he gave me one last “gift” — Xavier. Tall, ripped, stormy arms, thick shoulders, and a face so handsome it made my stomach twist. The second I laid eyes on him I started imagining how big his cock was. I hated how badly I wanted to drop to my knees and choke on it. *He’s your brother, Alice.* The thought never stopped the heat between my legs.I was only eighteen the first time I walked in on him naked. He didn’t even flinch. Just stood there hard as fuck, veins standing out along that heavy cock, watching me stare. One half of me wanted to sink to my knees and suck him dry. The other half wanted to shove him onto the bed and ride him until I came screaming. But Mom was still home, so I ran.Now I’m in my second year at the same university. Xavier is in his final year. We live off-campus together. And every night — every fucking night — I hear my best friend Marvi getting destroyed by him.The bed slams against the wall. Wet, filthy sounds fill the hallway. Her loud, broken groans turn into shameless begging: “Harder, Xavier… fuck me deeper… use that big cock.” He growls back the dirtiest things while he pounds her. I lie in my own bed just a few doors away, panties soaked, thighs clenched, fingers already circling my swollen clit. I picture myself in her place. I imagine those strong hands gripping *my* hips, that thick cock stretching *me* open, fucking me harder and deeper than he ever fucks her. I ride my vibrator to the rhythm of their skin slapping, biting my pillow so they won’t hear me cum… but I always do.Then one morning everything shifts. He catches me staring. That dark, knowing smirk says he knows exactly what I’ve been doing on the other side of the wall. His eyes drag slowly over my body, lingering on my short skirt and the way my ass fills it out. My pussy aches with pure, forbidden need.The man who’s been ruining my best friend every single night is looking at me like I’m the main course he’s been craving all along. Every accidental touch. Every lingering stare on campus. Every time he fucks her extra loud right after teasing me… it’s becoming too much.I know it’s wrong. I know it’s filthy. But the more I hear him claim Marvi, the more I want him to claim *me* instead.How long before I stop just listening… and finally let my stepbrother fuck me the way I’ve been dreaming about since I was eighteen?

SYNOPSISOne week after her boyfriend Ethan brutally dumped her and tore down her self-worth, twenty-year-old final-year medical student Mia Carter walks home alone through a violent Seattle storm. Drenched, heartbroken, and convinced she is emotionally broken, she never expects a sleek black car to stop beside her.Instead of offering a ride, the stranger steps into the rain with her and walks her home. One conversation leads to another, and soon Alex Knight the powerful, guarded CEO of Knight Global becomes the only person who makes Mia feel truly safe. For the first time in years, she begins to believe she isn’t the problem.But as their unexpected connection deepens into something real, strange and dangerous things start happening around her. A black sedan follows her every move. Someone is digging into sealed records about her father’s death, a death she was told was a simple industrial accident. Anonymous threats appear, and old secrets long buried begin clawing their way to the surface.Mia soon realizes Alex knows more about her past than he’s willing to admit. What began as a chance meeting in the rain quickly turns into a slow-burn love story tangled with deadly secrets, corporate betrayal, and a powerful enemy willing to destroy anyone who gets too close to the truth.In order to heal and move forward, Mia must decide whether she can trust the man who makes her feel safe or if falling for him will cost her everything.

For twenty years, Sayrah Hayes has spent her life chasing love from people who never intended to give it. The family she calls her own treats her like a servant while their biological daughter receives everything she has ever wanted. Even the man Sayrah secretly loves has been lying to her from the beginning. When a crushing debt forces the Hayes family to make an unforgivable decision, Sayrah is thrown into the world of billionaire CEO Kael Moretti—a man feared by everyone and trusted by no one. What begins as resentment soon becomes something neither of them expected. As old secrets surface, missing people reappear, and powerful enemies close in, Sayrah discovers that her past was stolen long before she was old enough to remember it. Someone erased her history. Someone has been controlling the lives of both the Ashford and Moretti families for decades. And somewhere beneath the lies, lies a forgotten inheritance capable of changing everything. In a world where love and betrayal walk hand in hand, discovering the truth may cost Sayrah the only people she has left.