Betrayed Bride: Claimed By The Brother

I arrived at the hotel with Julian's favorite takeout, ready to surprise my fiancé before our big merger. But the moment I swiped the keycard, the silence of the hallway felt heavy and wrong. Inside, a red-soled stiletto lay on the marble floor-the same one I'd watched my best friend Lila try on at Saks last week. Through the cracked bedroom door, I watched Julian's back arch as Lila looked me straight in the eye and smiled, wrapping her legs tighter around him to mock my heartbreak. I fled to the penthouse to hide, only to find Grafton, Julian's "crippled" brother, waiting in the dark. To my horror, the man who was supposed to be paralyzed stood up from his wheelchair, gripped my chin with cold fingers, and forced me to sign a contract that gave him control of my family's shares. He knew about my mother's secret medical bills and used them to buy my silence, effectively turning my life into a calculated game of corporate chess. The betrayal tasted like acid, and the injustice of it all burned in my throat. My fiancé was a liar, my best friend was a thief, and the man now controlling my fate was a predator who had been faking his disability for years. I couldn't understand how everyone I trusted had turned out to be a monster. I was trapped between a man who cheated on me and a man who wanted to own me, with no way out and no one to turn to. But when Julian came looking for me, Grafton didn't hide; he stood tall, looming over me with a possessive glint in his eyes. "Help me destroy Julian," I rasped, realizing that to survive the Faulkner men, I had to become the most dangerous player of them all.

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Chapter 4

The phone rang at 10:00 AM the next morning.

The caller ID flashed: Lila <3.

Francesca stared at it. She let it ring three times.

She answered.

"Hey, girl!" Lila's voice was sugary sweet. "I miss you! We have to celebrate the engagement. Shopping?"

Francesca looked at the screenshot on her laptop. The one from the video. Lila's face twisted in ecstasy.

"I'd love to," Francesca said. Her voice was steady. "Let's go to Madison Avenue."

"Perfect," Lila squealed. "You know I've been eyeing that dress at Valentino."

Of course she had. And she expected Francesca to pay for it. Like always.

"Meet me at Sarabeth's for brunch first," Francesca said.

She hung up.

She opened her desk drawer.

She took out her own phone and activated a piece of software she'd acquired after the last corporate espionage attempt at her father's firm. It created a phantom Wi-Fi network, a perfect mirror of the public one at the restaurant. An ugly tool for an ugly job.

She dressed in a cream suit. She looked like money. She looked like a victim.

She walked into the restaurant.

Lila was already there, sipping a mimosa.

She stood up to hug Francesca.

The scent hit Francesca. It was Julian's cologne. Mixed with Lila's floral perfume.

It made Francesca's stomach turn.

"You look tired, babe," Lila said, sitting down. "Wedding stress?"

"Something like that," Francesca said.

Lila leaned in. "So, I met someone new. He's... complicated. But so rich."

She was talking about Julian. She was bragging about sleeping with Francesca's fiancé, to Francesca's face.

"Really?" Francesca asked. "Do I know him?"

"No," Lila said quickly. "He's very private."

Francesca smiled. "I'm happy for you."

She gestured to Lila's phone. "The Wi-Fi here is terrible, use the private guest network. The password is 'SarabethsVIP'."

"Oh, you're a lifesaver," Lila said, tapping in the password. A moment later, a quiet notification pinged on Francesca's phone, hidden in her lap. Target Acquired. Mirroring Data Stream.

The data was streaming in. Texts. Photos. Banking apps.

She opened the message thread with Julian.

Lila: She's such a prude. I bet she just lies there.

Julian: She's an investment, babe. You're the fun.

Francesca felt a cold calm settle over her.

The waiter brought the check.

Francesca didn't move.

Usually, she grabbed it.

Lila waited. She cleared her throat.

Francesca sipped her water.

"Are you getting this?" Lila asked, her smile straining.

"Oh, I forgot my wallet in the car," Francesca lied smoothly. "Can you get this one? I'll treat you at the boutique."

Lila's jaw tightened. "Sure."

She put down her card. She looked annoyed.

"Ready to shop?" Francesca asked.

"Born ready," Lila said.

Francesca texted Grafton under the table.

Francesca: The fish is on the hook. Madison Avenue. 30 minutes.

Grafton: En route. Don't bore me.

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For five years, I was Jameson Blair's fiancée. For five years, my brothers finally treated me like a sister they loved. Then my twin, Haleigh-the one who left him at the altar-returned with a fake cancer story. In five minutes, he married her. They believed her every lie. When she tried to poison me with a venomous spider, they called me dramatic. When she framed me for ruining her party, my brothers whipped me until I bled. They called me a worthless substitute, a placeholder with her face. The final straw came when they tied me to a rope and left me dangling over a cliff to die. But I didn't die. I climbed back up, faked my death, and disappeared. They wanted a ghost. I decided to give them one.

Horror Mystery Romance

8.6

Apocalypse Rebirth: Seven Days to Hoard and Take Revenge

8.6

In my past life, the Cerberus strain leaked, turning the world into a blood-soaked hell of rotting flesh and mutated monsters. I thought my boyfriend Declan and my best friend Hailee would have my back as we fled the quarantine zone. Instead, when the surging crowd of the infected cornered us, they didn't hesitate. They shoved me backward into the horde just to buy themselves three seconds to run. As I fell into the mud, I saw them fleeing without a single backward glance. "She's dead weight anyway!" Hailee screamed. "Just keep running, she'll distract them!" Declan yelled back. I was torn apart, feeling the agonizing tear of rotting teeth sinking into my neck and the hot spray of my own blood. Before the apocalypse, my greedy uncle had locked away my ten-million-dollar trust fund, leaving me with nothing but a fake boyfriend who only wanted me for my money. Until my last breath, I couldn't understand how the people I loved most could trade my life for a head start. Why did I blindly trust them? Why didn't I see through their perfectly choreographed lies? Opening my eyes again, the stench of decaying flesh vanished, replaced by the sterile smell of my college dorm room. Hailee and Declan were standing over my bed, faking tears of concern over my meningitis fever. I was back exactly seven days before the world ended, and my spatial vault ability had come back with me. This time, I'm extorting my uncle for every cent, hoarding the city's supplies, and leaving them all to rot.

Action Horror Modern Sci-Fi

7.6

Delicious Reptilian Meat

7.6

Have you ever eaten "Reptilian" meat? My grandfather said he had. Creatures that looked exactly like us on the outside, but were fundamentally different on the inside. Extremely dangerous, yet incredibly delicious. Before he died, my grandfather left behind a notebook. The first page read: "Reptilian look exactly like humans, but human instinct can tell them apart." The moment my cousin Braden returned for my grandfather's funeral, my gut told me: he wasn't human!

Action Horror Modern Sci-Fi

7.8

I Died on His Wedding Day

7.8

I, Daisy Winters, am diagnosed with terminal pancreatic cancer. One year after my breakup with Thomas Vance, I call him and our paths cross again in Belrith. I learn he cheated on me with Quinn Carver. My euthanasia is scheduled on the same day as his wedding. After I "die," I become a ghost, and he realizes his love for me too late. Miraculously, I'm resurrected in another woman's body. Amidst the chaos, memories return, and I confront Thomas. In the end, my wish to see him again makes me stay, and we decide to be together forever.

Horror Romance

9.8

I Found My Replacement's Rotting Hair On The Alpha's Pillow

9.8

After years of loyalty, a Luna discovers a horrifying truth: her Alpha mate has been harboring a secret lover. The betrayal turns gruesome when she finds the decaying remains of her supposed replacement scattered across their shared bed. As the stench of rot fills their home, she must confront the twisted reality of her partner's infidelity and the dark, supernatural obsession that led him to keep a literal corpse in their inner sanctum.

Horror Romance Werewolf

7.0

Marked By The Monster: The Lycan King's Bride

7.0

I stood at the altar, ready to bind my soul to Holden, the man I had loved since we were pups. But the moment his stepsister, Jaidyn, let out a shrill scream, he ripped his hand away from mine. He abandoned me in front of the entire pack, cradling her in his arms and claiming his wolf had chosen her over me. The humiliation didn't end there. When I tried to leave, Holden kidnapped me. He locked a silver collar around my neck, searing my skin and cutting off my connection to the world. He dragged me to a filthy dungeon, ignoring my screams, and began draining my blood to "save" Jaidyn. As my life force faded into the IV bag, I watched Jaidyn smirk behind his back, her "wounds" healing instantly. Holden called me a monster for hurting her, blind to the truth. To him, I was just a weak, latent wolf—a spare blood bag for his mistress. But they made a fatal mistake. They didn't know that the "weakness" inside me was actually a dormant power waiting to explode. And they certainly didn't know that my rejection of Holden had already summoned a new mate. The terrifying Lycan King, Alphons, was coming. And when he arrives, he will burn their world to the ground.

Horror Romance Werewolf

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