Story By Blaq Writez
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One Night With My Stepbrother, Forever His Obsession
Updated at Oct 23, 2026, 10:04
I was never supposed to touch him. Ronan Ashcroft is my stepbrother. The new Alpha of Blackridge Pack. The heir to his father's billion-dollar empire. The man every she-wolf in the city would kill to be mated to. And the man who called me "Fat Juniper" in front of the whole school, then beat up every boy who dared to repeat it. For six years I lived in his house like a ghost. His family sneered at me. The servants laughed at me. My own mother told me to be quiet and grateful. Ronan was the only one who ever saw me. He saw me as a sister. Nothing more. Now I've graduated, and my mother has given me my gift: a farewell. I have one week left under his roof. So when someone drugs his drink at the masquerade ball and he whispers another woman's name, asking me to bring her to him, I do something I can never take back. I put on her mask. I turn off the lights. And I give him the one night I've dreamed about since I was sixteen. He will never know it was me. At least, that's what I believed, until I reached the door before dawn and heard him say my name.
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Rejected by the Alpha King, Claimed by His Banished Twin
Updated at Oct 23, 2026, 03:05
Blurb/Description "I want to break our mate bond. Isadora is back." Two years. That's how long I was Alpha King Callum Ravenhurst's Luna. It was only supposed to be a deal. I would play the perfect mate for his stepmother, and he would clear my family's name. But I broke the only rule. I fell in love with him. On the day I found out I was carrying his cub, he rejected me for the she-wolf who once saved his life. She was the girl who had always owned his heart. So I hid the test. I drank until I couldn't feel anything. And when he came to my hotel room that night to say sorry, I let him in. At least, I thought it was him. Then I disappeared. Four years later, I'm the billionaire who makes the only cure for wolfsbane poisoning. I have twins, and my son has his father's storm-grey eyes. I didn't want to come back. But my daughter is sick, and the only flower that can save her blooms in Callum's forest for just sixty days. For sixty days I have to live under his roof. I have to keep my twins hidden. And I have to ignore the new Beta whose scent I swear I've known before. On the first day, Callum saw my son. "Who does this cub belong to?" He thinks he knows the answer. He has no idea he's only half right.
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