I stared at them, my so-called stepbrothers—Quinn, Jack, and John. My high school tormentors. My nightmares. "You’re our mate," Quinn...

The Thorn Triplets smirked as I carried a tray of food past them, their whispers like daggers. Tomorrow, we’d turn...

Rhonda married a stranger to spite her ex—expecting disappointment, not devotion. Eliam was perfect, almost too perfect. Just as love...