Cousin Brother の小説・ストーリー

“Why did you let him touch you? Valen demanded, his dark eyes boring into mine with intensity. “Tell me, Calithea,” “You're my husband's brother," I replied, trying to pull away, but he held me firmly, pulling me flush against his toned body. “So what? I was the first person to ever have you first” he countered, as his hands prowled dominantly over my waist. “Maybe repeating the action might jog your memory,” I willed my body not to yield to his radiating heat, but he pressed tightly into me. “Your body tells me otherwise.” “Your mate is waiting for you” I whispered, desperate to break the spell between us, as I felt the heat of his bulge against me. He pulled away, a challenge in his eyes, “Let’s see if you’ll let me go to her,” he said, his eyes on me. The sharp sound of his zipper caught my attention. “Can you really walk away from this?” His voice dropped to a low murmur. Oh god! With my eyes on him, I knew he was right. I surely wouldn’t let him go. Not now or any time soon. She was forbidden. He was tempted. Neither could resist. Calithea hates being under control; it was a nightmare she lived in all her life. But a reckless night with Valen, her supposed brother-in-law, changed everything. A taste of his dominance made her feel truly alive. And the irony? She finds herself craving and being tempted by the very control she has always resisted.

"Oh God!" I moaned softly, the heat of Noah's breath hitting my neck as he buried his face in it. His large arms wrapped tightly around me like he was telling me I was his forever. My arms also found their way around his neck, my hand grabbing his soft blonde hair as his piercing gaze met mine. His lips moved from my neck back to my lips where it was before. His tongue conquered mine while I squirmed inside and moaned in his mouth. I could feel his hot bulge pressing against my stomach. "we shouldn't be doing this Noah" I said breaking the kiss. "Why? Cause you're my brother's wife?" he questioned me, the corner of his soft full lips curling with a smirk. He didn't wait for a reply before going back in for a kiss. This man I was making out with on the kitchen counter was my husband's brother. *** Nana thought she had it all a high-powered career, a stable marriage to her husband Simon, and a future carefully mapped out by their influential families. But behind closed doors, her perfect life unravels as Simon’s cold indifference leaves her lonely and questioning everything. When Noah, Simon’s charismatic younger half-brother, returns from overseas, he’s no longer the boy she remembers. Now, he’s all grown up and offering the understanding and attraction she’s been starved of. As Simon’s betrayals cut deeper, Noah becomes her unexpected confidant, comforting her in ways she never imagined. Yet, beneath his caring facade, Noah has his own agenda, subtly steering Nana’s broken heart closer to his own. Torn between duty and desire, Nana finds herself trapped between two brothers: one who’s betrayed her and one who promises the passion she craves.

Olivia was kidnapped as a baby. She got adopted by the Georges family. Her foster parents treated her poorly because she was wolfless. .However, her adopted brother, Mark George, thinks differently of her. When she turned 18, Mark wanted Olivia as his chosen mate, but she doesn't trust him. His parents want him to marry the Alpha's daughter. Do you think that Olivia will give Mark a chance? Will she find her true mate when she doesn't have a wolf? Will Mark accept to marry Olivia or the Alpha's daughter? Find out.

They say you can't help who you fall for. But what if you fall for the wrong man twice? Arthur Klein was my everything. Until I caught him in bed with someone else. I stayed. Because I'm weak. Because I love him. His stepbrother Liam saw me at my lowest. And he made me an offer: ‘Let me teach you. Fourteen days. I will make you irresistible. He will never stray again.’ I said yes. But Liam's lessons aren't just about clothes or confidence. They're about him. His hands. His voice. The way he looks at me like I'm something worth keeping. And now I don't know who I'm doing this for anymore. Arthur? Or Liam? The man who broke me? Or the man who's slowly putting me back together—just to break me all over again?

I was a stray pup. At five years old, several elite warriors captured me and threw me in front of the Alpha heir, Lucas. I heard his wolf talking to Lucas in his mind. "Lucas, this damn little thing is a hybrid of a werewolf and an evil witch. The prophecy shows she will be extremely vicious in the future, even killing your Mate. For the Moon Goddess, you must kill her now to protect your future Luna." Lucas agreed carelessly. But when he saw me, he froze. "Seriously? Dude, you’re saying this tiny thing is a homicidal maniac? How vicious can she be? Cursing the future Luna with a lollipop?" I tugged the corner of Lucas's expensive shirt, and looked up. "Big brother, I'm so hungry." He looked at my body, starved to just bones, and hesitated. "Anyway, the mate hasn't appeared yet. Might as well let her eat first. Even when we execute rogues, we usually let them eat their fill before killing them." His wolf replied, "Makes sense... but after she's full, you can't hesitate again!" From that day on, he raised me, this mixed-race brat, like a little sister in his pack. For over a decade, he and his wolf plotted countless times how to kill me, but always found various excuses to postpone the execution. Until I was 16, my brother was injured and lying in the healing center, but his wolf, having lost its will to live after being rejected by its mate, was unable to heal itself. The healer said my brother was going to die. I didn't try to stop him; I just found that playboy from school who had harassed me. I forced him to send my brother a mind link. "Alpha, I just wanted to say, Emma's body is really... really banging. I'll take good... care of her for you." I even chimed in through the mind link with a flirtatious whine. "Jason, don't be like that, Lucas will get mad... stop it." Less than half a second later. An earth-shattering roar came. "Son of a bitch! Jason, get the fuck away from her!" "If you touch a single finger on her, I'll tear you to shreds!"

“She's mine, Finnian! The Queen of this kingdom! You've no right to look at her the way you do!” King Rowan roared. “Queen? Or Prisoner?” Prince Finnian shot back, his voice trembling with rage,” You made her suffer, you made her bleed and yet you still have the nerve to claim her?! Don't forget, brother… She's my mate. The Moon Goddess bound her to me!” King Rowan’s eyes flashed red as he stepped closer to Prince Finnian,” I don't care about the moon goddess… touch her again and I will tear your heart into pieces.” Prince Finnian's jaw clenched but he didn't back down,” Then you'll have to try because I'm not going to let her stay for another second in your arms!” Two brothers. One queen. A witch living among wolves for love, caught between a cruel king and his brother who was never meant to love her. Blood or destiny… What wins when love becomes a war? How far will one brother go to keep her? And how far will the other go to claim what’s rightfully his?

Charlotte Mateo, a 22-year-old woman discovered that her husband was cheating. Unable to bear the hurt, she filed for a divorce, but her husband, Teddy Hudson refused to let her go. Teddy was the alpha of the Norfield pack. Upon realizing that Charlotte was mated to his elder brother, he tortured her and wanted to keep her. But will Charlotte remain in a loveless marriage? Find out.

Tristan Moore, the low-income student whom my wife, Yvonne Zeller, has been sponsoring, tells her that he wishes to repay her for her benevolence. So, they end up spending long hours of passion in my laboratory. Because of that, the fluids they've left behind have tainted my experimental samples. On top of that, Tristan specifically texts me and makes me witness everything. I waste no time in barging into the laboratory. "Oh? Are you that poor that you can't afford a hotel room anymore, Ms. Zeller? Is that why you brought your side piece to my lab?" Yvonne wraps her top around her chest, her expression devoid of any guilt. "Get out. I'm the one who has invested in this lab, so I'm free to use it however I see fit. A leech like you don't get a say in this matter." I turn on my heel and walk away. That night, I hand over my new patent to Yvonne's older brother, Joshua Zeller. I'd like to see how Yvonne, who's still in the middle of fighting for the position as the heir, will still be able to stay calm after finding out about this.

“That’s your stepbrother, Ivan,” her mother said as they stopped by the pool. His legs were in the water, a cigarette between his lips, smoke curling into the sky. And right then, Gianna knew she hated him. She hated men who smoked. Or drank. Or reminded her of the father whose scars still lived beneath her skin. After six months away, Gianna Vale returns home to find everything changed, her mum has remarried the alpha of the Wolfe pack— a new house, a new name, and a new problem: Ivan Wolfe. Cold. Arrogant. Impossible to ignore. She wants to hate him. She tries to. But one look is all it takes — one heartbeat, one spark — and the bond between them ignites. Ancient. Unbreakable. Forbidden. They’re mates. A truth neither of them asked for… and one they can’t escape. Because in the Wolfe Pack, love like theirs isn’t fate — it’s a curse. If two fated mates from their bloodline unite, one is to die or become rogue. And when one reckless moment crosses that line, the mark changes everything. And that curse runs deeper than Gianna ever imagined — tangled in her family’s past, in long forgotten memories , and in secrets that were never meant to surface. Now desire becomes danger, loyalty becomes war, and Gianna learns that some destinies were written long before they were born. She was supposed to stay away. He was supposed to reject her. But fate never plays fair.

My husband had just ducked into the bathroom when his phone started ringing. I glanced at the screen and saw it was his brother calling. A frown creased my brow, but I answered anyway. "George, why haven't you sent the $10,000 to Mom and Dad this month?" Ross Serrano said. "Mom just asked me about it." I hung up without a word, but a rush of fury surged through me. My husband stood at the bathroom door, his hands still dripping wet. I forced a bitter smile. "You make $8,000 a month, right? $3,000 goes to the mortgage, $2,000 to me, and you pocket $1,000 for yourself. You told me you sent $2,000 to your parents, so how did that magically turn into $10,000?" His lips quivered, his face draining of color. My heart sank, and my hands trembled uncontrollably. We'd been married for five years, and I'd never once laid eyes on his bank card. What other secrets was he keeping from me?