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by Stephanie Brother


  I thought I was over him.

  I thought I’d gotten past my stupid teenage crush for my stepbrother.

  But now Reid’s back to take care of his sick mother and I’ve been slapped with a rude reminder:

  I still love him.

  I still want him.

  Even if I know it’s wrong.

  I have to forget him.

  There’s too much at stake.

  But the way he looks at me…

  The way he touches me…

  I’m not sure I’ll ever come back from this.

  I’m back, but the moment I see her again it’s like I never left.

  She’s off-limits. Not only because she’s my stepsister.

  But she’s with someone else.

  I need to stand back.

  I need to get the hell away from her.

  I’ve got more important things to deal with than figure out what I feel for her.

  But it’s a lot harder than I thought.

  Because the way she feels in my arms…

  The sweet sounds she makes when my hands are all over her…

  It’s all proof she was meant to be mine.

  Gripped is a grittier, slow burn stepbrother romance based in the beautiful Seattle, WA area. No cliffhangers. HEA guaranteed.

  Excerpt:

  “Well, congratulations,” I said as I turned back to my suitcase. I spread out the mountain of clothing so it lay flat in a haphazard mess. “I’m glad I didn’t have to ruin my hands punching this one in the face too.”

  “You still can.” She chuckled. “Wait, why are you packing?”

  “I’m going to a hotel.” I zipped up the suitcase, lifting it to sit on its wheels.

  She advanced into the room, her features a mixture of anger and disbelief.

  “You’re leaving? Reid, Dad invited you to stay here. How do you think he’d feel if you left just like that?”

  “How do you think he’d feel if he found out what we did?”

  A long and heavy silence followed that statement. My words and the memories they inspired hung there between us, taking up too much space, overwhelming us. This complicated mess was way too much for either of us to handle. At least too much for me to handle.

  “It’s just so typical of you.” She spoke softly, her voice laced with disappointment. It set me on edge, fuelling my own anger too. “As soon as things don’t go the way you want it to, you bail. You always bail.” Her face pink, she moved closer, her brown eyes glittering with the anger that refused to relent. “You never stick around. Not to talk or work things out. You run. You run like a fucking coward.”

  The air felt alive somehow. My skin was too hot despite the light sweater I had on. My heart beat faster than normal. A coward? She thought I was a coward? For years I’d fought against what I felt for her until all I could do was disappear. How the fuck did you ‘talk’ or ‘work’ out a situation where you had fallen in love with your stepsister?

  “And what about you, Mac?” I stepped toward her, crowding her space. When she backed up, I followed. “Wanna know what you do when the going gets tough? You ignore it. You stick your damn head in the sand and act like if you pretend it isn’t happening it’ll go away.”

  She pressed against the dresser and stared up at me with wide eyes. Her lips parted, she breathed fast and deep like if I was blocking her oxygen. I intended to do just that. I was going to kiss her so hard, she’d hit me to let her go. No amount of rationalization was going to stop me either. I was a coward? Far from it. She was about to learn that much.

  “Newsflash, Mac, either you run, you fight, or you give in.”

  She licked her lips. “Reid, I—”

  “And you know what?” I fisted my hand in her hair, pulling her head back so every bit of her attention was focused on me. Her features were conflicted, growing desire warring with deepening anger. My cock was as hard as stone and I decided that maybe kissing her was not the only thing I needed to do to her today.

  I bent my head so she could feel my lips move against her jaw as I spoke.

  “I’m fed up of running, I’m fed up fighting, so I think I might as well give in.”

  Gripped

  Greed: A Stepbrother Romance (excerpt)

  Blurb

  Lacie’s not looking for love. She’s racing against time to save the orphanage where she was raised from being demolished.

  Enter Nicholas Jackson. A true alpha male, with an amazing body and a keen mind, Nick epitomizes the American Dream. He made his mark at a young age, and his empire is worth over a billion dollars.

  Nick is drawn to Lacie’s strength and earnestness, not to mention her sexy body. He wants to be with her, and offers to help her, wanting to seize any opportunity to spend time with her. Their love blooms, and it’s not long before Nick decides he wants to spend the rest of his life with Lacie.

  Just when it seems they’re on the path to true love, Lacie finds out her mother is getting married—to Nick’s father!

  What happens to their plans when Nick is soon to be her stepbrother?

  Greed is a stepbrother romance novella with no cliffhangers and a happily ever after! This is a first person point of view story told through the eyes of Lacie.

  Excerpt:

  I had no clue where Nick was going to take me, and it was a really long drive. As I stepped down, I saw it was a huge meadow of sorts. I would have bet all my money that there was no such place in the whole of New York City, but there I stood, right in front of a meadow, and it looked all kinds of beautiful.

  We moved inside the park, and I followed him. He had a smile on his lips, and when he stopped, I saw the most breathtaking scenery all around me. There were endless flowers, and Nick kissed me fervently on my lips. I knew this was one man who was romantic as hell.

  “Where are we, Nick? I have never been to this place before,” was all I could say as I found myself standing in the middle of the meadow. There was an infinite trail of lush green grass around me and I could hear the stream of water running somewhere nearby that made for a perfect symphony in the background.

  “You don’t need to know that. Just close your eyes and imagine that you are somewhere away from the bustling crowd and traffic of the New York City. We have traveled in time, and you are not yourself anymore. Let your spirit be wild and do whatever you want to do, Lacie. It is just this moment, nothing else exists anymore.”

  He was right. That place didn’t feel like New York City at all. It felt like we had traveled back in time, where no one except the two of us existed.

  Nick took a blanket and placed it carefully on the ground. He also had a picnic basket, which looked both adorable and charming.

  “What do you have here? I thought we already had brunch,” I said while I sat with him on the blanket. I opened the picnic basket and found a few munchies inside.

  “This is nothing, just some snacks and muffins for us to eat,” he added.

  He filled a wine glass with some exotic red wine he pulled from the basket. As I drank, it felt like I tasted a part of heaven in my mouth. I looked at the sky, and the stars shined brightly with their entire luster.

  Nick looked at me, and his breathing was heavy. I knew what he was about to do at the next moment. I felt as if time stood still when he kept looking at me with his big green eyes. I saw my reflection in his eyes, and there was nothing else that I wanted to look at.

  No rules of time or space existed between us anymore. As Nick’s lips touched mine, it felt like all my stress and disbelief vanished. There was absolutely nothing existing in the universe that could worry me. I felt his warm lips inside me and as his tongue touched mine, I closed my eyes. There was a thick cloud of darkness in front of me, but I could still see the whole wide world.

  I felt Nick’s tongue pressing into my lips and inspecting my mouth. Our tongues made a perfect symphony, and it felt like we were creating art. We danced on the tongue of salvation and became immortals at that moment.

  I
was wearing my red strapless dress that had a zip closure at the back. I felt Nick’s warm hands unlocking the closure and letting me shine in my true colors. Before I could realize fully what was happening, he had undressed me and set my clothes aside. I unbuttoned his shirt and opened my eyes to see the marvelous beauty of the rugged man that was standing in front of me. Each and every muscle, every cut in his body was nothing but flawless. He looked like a Greek god who was ready to take me to Atlantis.

  Nick knew what was coming, and he was all prepared for it. He kissed my lips and slowly pressed my neck. He massaged my back and placed his hands on my shoulders. Slowly he pressed with his warm hands, massaging my neck to make me feel relaxed. I could feel my senses getting calmer as he licked my neck and slowly reached my bosom. He pressed my breasts a little, as gently as he could, and gave a kiss on my left side, which made me shiver with passion.

  I could sense an undying shiver of affection that crossed my spine and entered each and every cell of my being. It was as if Nick had already become a part of me. He let go of everything else that I was wearing, and I echoed him. There was not even a single ounce of cover on us. We both were there, entwined in each other, completely naked, without any trace of shame or remorse. We were unafraid to show our true colors to each other.

  “You look so gorgeous, Lacie. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen,” he whispered in my ear as I felt his fingers near the gap between my legs.

  Our bodies twisted and turned, and it felt like we were dancing to a beautiful song that was being played somewhere in the background. We were covered with the blanket, and I could feel how warm his body was. He kissed my neck and across my breast. As he bit them gently, I moaned in pleasure. He sucked them gently, then again a little harder the next moment. I felt as if I would melt in his mouth as it felt so warm and real. I was going into a state of utmost pleasure and had no regrets.

  I surrendered myself to Nick and let him do his magic. He was the master of it all, and as his white, muscular body held me tightly, I felt more precious than ever. He kept showing his love for me, for a few more minutes by bestowing kisses on every inch of my body. From my forehead to my breasts and from my navel to my wrists, he was present in each and every part of me–both inside and around me. Before I could take it all in, he became an integral part of my being.

  I never thought that I could reach the pinnacle of my pleasure with such ecstasy, but it was then that he placed his tongue near my most sensitive part and licked the gap between my legs. I moaned out loud for the entire world to hear. My hands were engraved on his shoulders, and he soon placed them on the ground to let him do his magic without any distraction. He kept pressing his tongue inside me, making me ask for more. I wanted more than his tongue to be inside of me. He looked at me with his magical green eyes and knew what I was asking for.

  After massaging and passionately treating my sensitive areas, I could feel him pressing himself inside of me. As he touched my sensitive spot, I swear, I entered into an entirely different world. It was an unknown territory, and I was eternally lost in it. My fingers crossed his as his fingers flawlessly filled the gaps between mine. He locked my mouth with his, and his masculinity entered inside me, making me feel more beautiful than ever. It felt surreal and there was a sweet pain that I could feel, but I didn’t want the pain to stop at all. Gradually, the pain was gone and all that was left was a beautiful feeling.

  Greed

  Max: A Stepbrother Romance (excerpt)

  Blurb

  It was supposed to be one night, not ‘til death do our parents part.

  Lola - I thought I was done with arrogant alpha-holes, but clearly I just can’t stay away from them. The day Tyson tells me he’s been cheating on me, the day before Mom gets married for the umpteenth time, Max crashes into my life, all ripped muscles and perfect eyes.

  One night was the deal, how was I supposed to know he was about to become a permanent fixture?

  Max - I’m not coming halfway across America for Dad’s surprise wedding and leaving with nothing. When I see Lola stride past me without even looking up, I know right then I have to have her.

  The plan was to give her the night of her life and never see her again. How was I meant to know what she was going to become?

  For a limited time only, Max comes with two additional bonus books, absolutely free!

  Giving My Billionaire Stepbrother A Baby Part 1 and Tempest: A Stepbrother Romance Part 1 are both included with this purchase.

  Excerpt

  I’m giving myself an hour tops, and that’s only because I’m tired from the flight. It would usually be less than half that time. Hell, it didn’t take all that long to convince her to come with me after all.

  Still, she needs to loosen up. She’s had those arms crossed over that magnificent chest since I caught up with her. Tyson is a fool for letting this one go. Legs that disappear up under a dress short enough for a little breeze to flip it up over her cute little ass, long enough to not make her look like a slut.

  That ass too, I can’t wait to get my hands around it. She’s small enough for me to be able to sit her on my dick and wank her up and down with one hand, and she’s got a spring in her step that makes her look like she’s flexible enough to wrap her legs around her head and still have enough strength to push back. She’s going to be fun this one. As long as she doesn’t start again with the waterworks. I wouldn’t usually handle damaged goods, but I’m horny and this girl’s too hot to pass up. Shit, I like the challenge too. She may pretend she’s not interested, but the hard work is already done. She played her cards as soon as I approached her.

  “So, I guess you’re not from around here.”

  I watch her lips when she speaks and imagine what her pussy looks like. She’s going to be curling it into an O soon enough and the image excites me. What doesn’t is small talk.

  “I’m going to make a bet with you”, I say, changing the subject.

  The last thing I want to do is spend the rest of the night ‘getting to know someone’. Not in this way at least. If this angel hadn’t presented herself I would have been interested in getting drunk, maybe even banging heads, but fucking has become number one priority, and I’m on the clock. My record is seventeen minutes and that included the drinks.

  “I don’t gamble.”

  “You don’t fuck strangers either, I bet, but that’s going to change pretty soon.”

  Cue: beautiful eyes going wide. Cue: mock appall.

  “You haven’t even asked my name and you think I’m going to fuck you?”

  “Nah, I didn’t say that. I said, I’m going to make a bet with you.”

  I watch her tease the straw in and out of her glass. It doesn’t matter what her name is. I’m not the kind of person who falls into the trap of steady relationships and loving companionship. I’m not looking for a wife, and I know she’s not looking for anything serious either. There is nothing good that comes of it, and based on what I’ve seen tonight, she ought to know that already.

  “Lola.”

  “I bet you have the best sex of your life within the next hour, Lola.”

  Lola rolls her eyes. “You’re unbelievable.”

  “When these drinks are finished, you are going to come back to my hotel room and I’ll show you what Tyson should have been doing to you already.”

  Lola shakes her head. She stutters a nervous laugh. “Your hotel room? Classy.”

  “Tell me that when you see it.”

  “I’m not going anywhere with you. I’m going to finish my drink and then I’m going to go home, while you try your little pick me up line with someone else.”

  I pause theatrically while I take a swig of my drink. I give Lola long enough to leave if she wants to, but she doesn’t because we both know already that she won’t.

  “There are three reasons why you are going to come with me. One, this is an opportunity to do something you will never get the chance to do again, two, if you don’t come with me,
you will spend the rest of your life regretting it and three, you have absolutely nothing to lose.”

  Lola shifts awkwardly from one foot to the other. She looks to the side and then back to me, her lower lip caught in her bottom teeth, her hand across her hip opening her body up. Now she’s thrusting her tits towards me, her back arched up straight to display them. It’s a mating sign.

  “One drink?” she says slowly, the words flowing from her lips like melted chocolate.

  “One night”, I say. “What have you go to lose?”

  Max

  Plowed: A Stepbrother Romance (excerpt)

  Excerpt:

  “Where are you going?”

  I didn’t mean to sound so hysterical. I think I’m still momentarily deaf from the loud music playing in the club. Outside, there’s hardly any sound save for the distant whir of a car’s engine. The night air ghosts over my skin, reminding me that eighty percent or so of me is exposed due to my short, skin-tight dress.

  Connor looks up from his mobile phone, mid-dial. His gaze roves over me for a second before he returns his attention to his phone, his forehead creased in a scowl.

  “Home.”

  “Why?”

  He turns a glare on me. It’s strange to be at the brunt of Connor’s anger. He’s usually smiling at me or teasing me. It’s weird. I’m often annoyed by his persistent good mood but now that he’s pissed off with me, I’m anxious to be back in his good graces.

  “So I can jerk off because my stepsister’s a fucking tease.”

  I fight the instant sexy imagery of Connor’s hand on his cock, working himself to climax. No, I can’t think about that. I shouldn’t.

  “It was just dancing,” I mumble.

  Up ahead, a cab comes into view. Without responding to me, Connor flags the cab down. As he bends to let the driver know where he intends to go, I scurry into the backseat.

  “What the hell are you doing?” he demands when he gets into the cab beside me.

  “I’m going home too.” I shrug. “These shoes are killing me.”

  He exhales, the sound of a highly frustrated man.

  “You’re a real pain in the ass.”

  “It takes one to know one, buddy,” I retort.

 

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