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Claimed By My Stepbrother

Claimed By My Stepbrother

Werewolf
last updateLast Updated : 2026-07-05
By:  Lady SheldonOngoing
Language: English
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Dark Romance

Werewolf

Steamy

Forbidden Love

Hate to Love

Possessive

Protective

🔞Explicit content 🔞 “My sweet Camila,” he chuckled darkly. “You’re dripping wet for me—even though I’m standing here injured and drenched in blood. I never took you for a little sadist.” * * * * Camila has always kept her head down, kept to herself. But that was before she discovered her new stepbrother was Ethan—the infuriating, untouchable heartthrob of her school. She's used to staying out of the spotlight, but Ethan’s arrival flips her world upside down. Brooding and untamed, he’s as tempting as he is off-limits. There’s a rumor he’s more than just a pretty face, that there's something wild hidden behind those intense eyes. Something dangerous. The more Camila tries to keep her distance, the more their worlds collide in ways she can't explain. With every stolen glance and forbidden touch, she’s pulled closer to a secret that’s as thrilling as it is terrifying. A secret that blurs the line between human and beast, love and fate. And once Camila learns the truth, she’ll have to choose: keep her distance… or risk everything for a taste of the forbidden.

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keyna.hebert
keyna.hebert
how often do you update?
2025-10-03 04:01:58
6
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Diana Thornley
Diana Thornley
I love this book so far I am needing more information about Camila's family situation and if she is a werewolf or something
2025-08-14 04:59:14
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Diana Thornley
Diana Thornley
I am really loving this book hoping that there's going to be a second or third book
2025-08-03 05:59:00
11
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Shannon Josephine
Shannon Josephine
I need more!!! When does chapter 164 come out??
2025-07-27 01:29:38
5
1
danizlatkova
danizlatkova
Okay, I admit I rushed. The book gets more interesting with each chapter. I just wish Ethan and Camilla would communicate a little more openly, and her mother would think about her daughter too.
2025-07-07 01:42:45
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242 Chapters
CHAPTER 1: Marriage!?
I don’t want to be the horrible daughter who stands in the way of her mom’s happiness. Seriously, I don’t. But when she dropped that bomb on me, I couldn’t keep my cool. “What the fuck do you mean you’re getting married, Mom?” I blurted out before I could even think to filter my words. My voice came out way louder than I intended, and her eyes snapped up, meeting mine with a look that clearly said she didn’t appreciate the tone. But, come on—she had just blindsided me with this whole getting-married news, and she expected me to what? Clap my hands and throw her a party? “No curse words, Camila,” she chided, almost calmly, as if we were talking about the weather and not her dropping an emotional grenade on me. She set down a plate on the dining table, patting it like this was all normal. “He’s a good guy, and I’m sure you’ll like him.” “‘Good guy’? That’s all you’re giving me here?” I scoffed, throwing my hands up in frustration. “Who is he, Mom? Where did he come from? Are you
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CHAPTER 2: Moving Day
After that argument with my mum, a couple of days passed, and before I knew it, it was finally moving day. Guess my opinion didn’t matter. I stood in my nearly-empty bedroom, the walls bare, shelves empty. The only things left were a few dust bunnies in the corners and some random pushpins I had forgotten to pull out of the wall. The whole place looked hollow, like a ghost of the room I had spent so many years in. I took a deep breath, trying to absorb every little detail because, honestly, the thought of leaving made my chest feel tight. I know this might sound weird coming from a teenage girl, but I hate change. Seriously, hate it. The idea of walking out of my room for the last time—it made my stomach churn. I had spent years filling this space with memories, with moments that were mine, and now I was supposed to just...leave it behind? The bed where I had binge-watched way too many shows, the little nook by the window where I had sit and read for hours. It was all empty now.
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CHAPTER 3: Ethan
The name "Ethan" didn’t even faze me when Mom first mentioned it. I mean, everyone knows an Ethan, right? It’s one of those names that’s everywhere. And yeah, there was an Ethan at my school who was basically the most popular guy there, the kind of guy who could have anyone he wanted, who everyone either admired, feared, or secretly crushed on. But what were the odds? I just didn’t make the connection. Until now. Because there he was, standing right in my doorway. The Ethan. The one from my school. The Ethan who was in my grade, who girls swooned over, who teachers let slide by on charm alone, and who was always surrounded by a group of friends. The Ethan who had never even glanced my way before. I felt my stomach drop. It was like the ground shifted beneath me, like I had just stepped into a nightmare where nothing made sense. This couldn’t be real. Of all the people in the world—of all the Ethans—it had to be him? He stood there, looking at me, his eyes widening just a f
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CHAPTER 4: Living With Ethan
The next morning, I was already bracing myself for the whole “living with Ethan” nightmare as I got ready for school. I mean, yesterday had been a lot, and my brain had gone around in circles all night, trying to process the mess I was in. But I kept telling myself that maybe—just maybe—school would go back to normal. Maybe no one had to know. I could just keep my head down, survive the day, and try to stay invisible. Yeah, good luck with that, Camila. I stepped out of my room, backpack slung over one shoulder, and wandered down to the kitchen where the smell of breakfast was wafting through the air. Normally, that would have made me feel all warm and cozy, but today? Nope. Today, I just felt like everything was off. And then I saw why. Mom was in the kitchen, dishing out breakfast, looking as cheerful as I had ever seen her. And there was Greg, all smiles and laughter, like he had just won the lottery by scoring a second family. For some reason, the sight of them together—
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CHAPTER 5: MATE?!
After lunch, I had convinced myself that with any luck, I could avoid Ethan for the rest of the day. The way I saw it, if I didn’t cross his path, I wouldn’t have to deal with the thousand questions Lexie had stirred up in my head about living under the same roof as the school’s resident heartthrob-slash-playboy. I figured if I just stayed out of his way, he would do the same. But nope. That’s not how my luck worked, apparently. Every time I looked around, I felt like Ethan was there, just... watching. Not in a creepy way, exactly, but in a way that made me hyper-aware of him. His gaze was like this constant weight on the back of my neck, like I could feel him noticing me, studying me even. And it wasn’t like I hadn’t noticed him before—everyone at school noticed Ethan. But today, something about it was different. Like, every time our eyes met, he would look away quickly, like he had just been caught red-handed. And it was just plain weird. Maybe I was just being paranoid.
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CHAPTER 6: Psycho Alert
My mind was a mess, and I mean a complete, tangled mess. I couldn’t make sense of what just happened. Ethan’s arm was still wrapped around me, the word “mate” echoing in my head like some kind of spell. Was he… was he serious? Did I just imagine it? Did I pass out somewhere in this hallway and hallucinate all of this? But no—his hand was right there on my arm, firm and real, and his face, that intense, brooding look, hadn’t budged. And I just… stood there, staring at him, completely frozen. Then suddenly, a voice jolted me out of my daze. “Whoa… Am I, like… interrupting something?” It was Tessa. She was standing a few feet away, her eyebrows raised and a smirk spreading across her face. I snapped back to reality, blinking as I remembered myself. “No,” I mumbled, almost too fast, tearing myself from Ethan’s grip. “Nothing. Definitely nothing.” I took a step back, trying to act like my heart hadn’t just been pounding out of my chest. Not looking at him, I practically sho
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CHAPTER 7: Karaoke
The karaoke place continued to buzz, the sound of off-key singing mixed with laughter and chatter. I was finally beginning to feel like I could breathe again when my phone buzzed in my pocket. Groaning internally, I pulled it out and saw Mom plastered across the screen. Perfect timing, as always. “Hello?” I answered, trying to sound casual even though my heart was still racing from earlier. “Where are you?” she asked, her voice carrying that tone of concern that usually meant she was gearing up for a lecture. “Karaoke,” I replied, keeping it short. I wasn’t in the mood to explain the sudden change in my personality or why I wasn’t holed up in my room as usual. “Karaoke?” she repeated, like I had just told her I was skydiving off a cliff. “Since when do you go to karaoke?” “Since now,” I said, rolling my eyes even though she couldn’t see me. “I’m out with Tessa. Just hanging out.” There was a pause on her end, and I could practically hear her trying to decide if she want
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CHAPTER 8: Cute Little Stalker
The night had stretched far longer than I had intended, and the once-vibrant karaoke bar was winding down. People were filtering out in pairs and groups, leaving behind empty soda cans and laughter that still echoed faintly in the air. I glanced at my phone and winced. It was late—really late. Grabbing my jacket, I mumbled a quick goodbye to Tessa and the others and headed out, eager to avoid any awkward encounters or explanations with Mom about why I was stumbling home after midnight. But as soon as I stepped out into the cool night air, I froze. Ethan’s car. It was parked right across the street like some ominous sign from the universe. His sleek black car gleamed under the dim streetlights, looking entirely too out of place for this shabby part of town. “What the actual hell?” I muttered to myself, pulling my jacket tighter around me. How long had he been here? Was he waiting for me? And why was he even here? Panic set in as my brain scrambled to figure out what to do.
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CHAPTER 9: What’s His Deal?!
The night was hell. Absolute, unrelenting hell. I didn’t sleep a wink—not even close. Part of it was because I was still on edge, my nerves frayed from the whole “Ethan might be a psycho” situation. The other part? I kept expecting him to burst into my room like some deranged horror movie villain. Staring at me from the corner, whispering creepy things like, “There you are, my mate.” Ugh, the thought alone made my skin crawl. I lay there, eyes wide open, every creak of the house sending my imagination spiraling. Was that the wind, or was Ethan scaling the wall outside my window? Was that the fridge humming, or was he lurking in the hallway? By the time the first rays of sunlight crept through my curtains, I was half-convinced I was losing my mind. “Okay, Camila, get it together,” I mumbled, sitting up and stretching out the stiffness in my body. My reflection in the mirror across the room looked as bad as I felt—dark circles under my eyes, hair sticking out at weird angles.
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CHAPTER 10: Drama Queen
The bus pulled up to the school, and I was more than ready to escape the cramped space and the overly loud chatter of early morning gossip. I grabbed my bag and stepped off, inhaling the crisp air that smelled vaguely of freshly cut grass and exhaust fumes from the line of cars pulling into the lot. And then I saw her—Tess. She was just parking her car, the bright red paint gleaming in the sunlight like some sort of showpiece. She spotted me almost immediately and waved, a wide grin splitting her face as she jogged over. Her blonde curls bounced with each step, and her oversized sunglasses looked ridiculously glamorous for someone in high school. “Well, well, look who decided to show up bright and early,” Tess teased, adjusting her bag strap as she reached me. “Yeah, yeah. Don’t act too surprised,” I shot back, smirking. “Not all of us have a car and can roll in whenever we want.” “Oh, trust me, I noticed. You’re looking very... public transportation chic today.” I roll
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