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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Lila reached for Grafton's arm.

Grafton shifted the joystick on his chair. The wheel jerked to the left, dodging her hand.

He looked at her hand like it was covered in slime.

"Do I know you?" Grafton asked.

Lila froze. "I'm Lila. Julian's... friend."

"Friend," Grafton repeated. He made the word sound like an insult. "And why is Julian's friend asking me for help?"

"My card isn't working," Lila said, putting on her best baby voice. "And Francesca is being mean."

Grafton turned his head slowly. He looked at Francesca.

His expression softened. It was a terrifyingly good acting performance.

"Is that true, Francesca?"

"She tried to buy the store, Grafton," Francesca said. "She can't afford it."

Grafton nodded.

He reached into his jacket pocket.

He pulled out a black titanium card. The Centurion.

He held it out to the sales clerk.

The clerk's hands shook as she took it.

"Pack it up," Grafton said.

Lila gasped. She looked at Francesca with triumph. "See? I knew he would help."

"Pack up the silver dress," Grafton continued. "And the red one. And the entire fall collection in size four."

He paused.

"And have it delivered to Francesca's apartment."

Lila's mouth fell open. "What?"

"For Francesca," Grafton said. He looked at Lila with cold indifference. "Why would I buy clothes for you?"

"But... I'm wearing it," Lila whispered.

"Take it off," the clerk snapped. She was already moving toward Lila. "Now. It belongs to Ms. Pearson."

Lila looked around. Everyone was staring. The humiliation was total.

She ran toward the changing rooms, sobbing.

Grafton rolled closer to Francesca.

He stopped inches from her.

"Happy?" he murmured. Only she could hear him.

"It's a start," Francesca said.

"Good," Grafton said. "Now you owe me."

Lila came out a minute later. She was wearing her old jeans. She looked small and pathetic.

She grabbed her purse and headed for the door.

"Miss Sterling," Grafton called out.

Lila stopped. She turned, hope flaring in her eyes.

"Tell Julian," Grafton said, his voice loud enough for the whole store to hear, "that Francesca is with me tonight. Family business."

Lila's face crumpled.

"What family business?" she asked.

"None of yours," Grafton said.

He nodded to Francesca. "Push me."

It was a command, not a request.

Francesca stepped behind the wheelchair. She gripped the handles.

She pushed him out of the store, leaving Lila standing in the wreckage of her dignity.

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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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