Ava Reed

Aurora Crestwood has been in love with her best friend Liam for ten years. Ten years of being his shoulder to cry on, his late-night phone call, his emotional support through every breakup. Ten years of watching him chase the same toxic woman who keeps breaking his heart.

When Selena Beaumont announces her engagement to someone else, Aurora thinks she's finally free. But Liam has other plans. He wants to crash the wedding, make one last desperate play for the woman who's never truly wanted him. And he wants Aurora to help him do it.

Against her better judgment, she agrees. What she doesn't expect is to meet Kian Vance.

Liam's estranged brother is everything Liam isn't—dangerous, direct, and completely uninterested in playing games. He's also friends with the groom, which makes him the biggest threat to their sabotage plan. But when Kian looks at Aurora, he doesn't see Liam's reliable best friend. He sees a woman who's been hiding her true self for far too long.

"I'm going to steal her from you," Kian tells his brother with cold certainty.

When Kian proposes a wager—if the wedding falls apart, Aurora belongs to him—she should walk away. She should focus on helping Liam win the woman he's obsessed with. She should stick to being the good girl she's always been.

Instead, she shakes hands with the devil himself.

Now Aurora is caught between two brothers, a wedding that might not happen, and a dangerous man who sees right through her carefully constructed walls. Kian promises to show her what it means to be truly wanted, but his interest comes with a price.

As the wedding weekend spirals toward chaos, Aurora must decide: will she keep playing it safe, or will she finally embrace the fire she's been hiding?


Claimed By The Wrong Brother

(Trigger Warning: This chapter contains explicit content and is intended for mature readers.)


Before Aurora can catch her breath from her intense orgasm, I grip her waist and flip her around. Her back presses against my chest as I position her on the lounge chair. I need more of her. The sight of her coming undone on top of me wasn't enough to satisfy the hunger burning inside me.


"Kian, wait—" she gasps, her body still trembling from her release.


I lean close to her ear, my voice rough with desire. "I'm not done with you yet."


I nudge her forward until she's bent over the arm of the chair, her perfect ass exposed to the night air. I trail my fingers down her spine, watching goosebumps rise on her skin. Her panties are still pushed to the side, giving me a view that makes my cock throb with anticipation.


"Is this okay?" I ask, surprising myself with the question. I rarely check for consent once I've started, but something about Aurora makes me want her fully willing.


Rooftop Afterglow and a Heavy Secret