Boss Witch Revenge : Hell Hath No Fury Like a Sister Scorned

Our twenty-first birthday was supposed to be the night my twin and I would never forget--the night we got our witchmarks. But something goes horribly wrong, and Angelica doesn't get hers. What should've been the best night of our lives quickly turns into one of the worst. Soon after, things start to go wrong. Our mom, who had always loved her "little moon" (me) and her "little sun" (Angelica) equally, suddenly sides with Angelica on everything. Then, my friends start to behave oddly around me. But it gets even worse. The company we started together as sisters votes to oust me? Shocked, I go to my long--term boyfriend, Orion Locklear--the boy I have loved my whole life--for comfort, only to find him and Angelica in her room...naked. How could she do all this to me? Not only as a sister, betraying everything we once shared....but as a powerless markless? I'm the one who got the witchmark, not her! Yet I wasn't able to stop any of this from happening. Something isn't adding up. I refuse to sit back any longer and let her continue to ruin my life. It's time to claw my way back up to the top and reclaim everything she took from me...even if it means I have to join hands with witch-kind's historical mortal enemies: the super powerful, super rich Hunter family--yup, they used to hunt witches, and only stopped when we agreed to give up Black Magic. Oh, and of course, the guy I'm assigned to work with, Miles Hunter, has to be super hot, too. Seven Hells! Can't a girl catch a break?

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Finally clean, Orion and I head downstairs, where Mom and Angelica are nibbling on snacks in the kitchen. It's already past lunchtime? I guess we'd been at it a little longer than I thought...Orion and I share a sheepish look before joining them in the kitchen.

"Well, look who finally decided to join us," Mom says. Except, what should've sounded like teasing sounds more like... criticism? Even Orion looks taken aback—he's known my mom for almost a decade, after all. He practically grew up with us, so he knows my mom well enough to feel that something isn't quite right.

We share a look: does she know we've been upstairs having sex? We've done it here before, plenty of times, and as much as we like to pretend she doesn't know...she probably does. She's just never said anything to me before other than, "Be careful, Belly. You have your whole future ahead of you, and I know you know that.”

So, I am almost 100% sure that us having sex on my birthday shouldn't be a reason for her to be upset with me. Not more than any other day, anyway.

"I didn't think we were on a schedule today," I say lightly, trying to make a joke of it. "Besides, don't we get to sleep as much as we want on our birthday? Isn't that some kind of unspoken rule?"

"Sleeping, yes," mom says, looking at me with a coldness in her eyes I've never seen before. Instantly, my insides freeze. This definitely doesn't feel right.

The tension in the room intensifies so fast, it makes it feel like we've been dropped into a vacuum chamber. What the hell is going on? I catch movement behind Mom's shoulder and see Angelica smile at me: is she trying to reassure me? But...there's something a little weird about her eyes, too.

My magic is brand new. Aside from last night when the witchmark burned into the back of my neck, I haven't felt it again. Will it even work if I call upon it now?

Cautiously, I reach out with my magic and instantly feel something ominous scurrying away, like a bug or a rat. But before I can chase after it, Angelica interrupts me.

"So what are your guys' plans for the rest of the day? I'm planning on meeting up with the girls tonight since I assumed you two would want to be...alone. We'll probably be partying pretty late." She meets my eyes and, with a certain look, she relays the rest of the message: if you want some quiet alone time with your precious boyfriend, it will have to be somewhere other than our apartment.

"I will be taking my lovely lady out on the town for her birthday," Orion says, grabbing my hand and kissing it in front of my mom and sister. Normally, when he does silly stuff like this, they would laugh—or at the very least smile—but my mom just furrows her brow. "I suppose we'd better get going, Jezzie..."

I grab a bottle of water from the fridge, walking behind Mom to do so. Normally, when I get close to her, she'd pat my back or sweep my hair behind my ear, but right now she doesn't even look at me. She just sighs.

I pause at the front door. "See you tomorrow, Mom! Love you! Bye, Angel."

"Bye." Angelica is the only one to reply.

What in the Nine Hells is going on?? Feeling nauseous, I shut the door behind me and follow Orion to his car.

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I spent a decade as Ashton Maxwell' s shadow, building his empire and warming his bed, only for him to announce his engagement to a senator's daughter right in front of me. When assassins struck that night, he didn't just choose her; he used my body as a human shield against a grenade and then shot me himself to prove his loyalty to her family. I survived, reinvented myself as Grecia Munoz, and returned to burn his world to the ground, eventually forcing him to hand over his entire empire in a desperate plea for forgiveness. He promised to disappear so I could find peace with a kind doctor named Garrick. But Ashton' s definition of love was a sickness. To "protect" me from what he called a weakness, he secretly destroyed Garrick' s career and reputation, driving the only innocent man I ever loved to jump off a bridge. He thought this would drive me back into his arms, into the safety of the monster he created. Instead, I drove to the Hamptons, to the pristine dream home he had built for our future. He knelt before me, begging for understanding, claiming he did it all for us. I didn't offer forgiveness. I raised the pistol he had once given me, aimed at the heart I had already broken, and ended the nightmare once and for all.

Action Modern Mystery

8.2

BLOODBOUND FATE

8.2

The prophecy didn't save me, it claimed me. Death was not her ending...... it was her rebirth. Awakened into a world of gods, bloodlines, and ancient curses, she learns that her second life is bound to a prophecy written long before she existed. Marked by divine blood and hunted by fate, she becomes the one Olympus never wanted to rise again. As secrets unfold and forbidden bonds form, she must decide whether to obey the destiny forced upon her or defy the gods who control her future. But prophecies always demand a price, and some rebirths are meant to destroy the world that created them. Because being reborn under a cursed prophecy means there is no escape, only fate.

Action Fantasy Mystery

9.3

Dangerous Temptation: No Escape From My Brother-In-Law's Obsession

9.3

Born into privilege, Eleanor never imagined her life could shatter in a single night. Then her father disappeared with his mistress, her mother fell from a building and slipped into a coma, and everything she once owned turned to dust. Determined not to ruin Jonathan's future with her family's disgrace, she ended their relationship and became the bride of a man trapped in a vegetative state. She believed that was the last time their paths would cross. But two years later, Jonathan pinned her in the dark and whispered, "Long time no see, my sister-in-law."

Action Adventure Modern

7.4

Fated to My Father's Killer

7.4

"You can't escape me, Aurora. You are mine!" The Alpha King's roar echoed through the palace walls. But Aurora just tightened her grip on the blade hidden beneath her cloak. She would never-never-give herself to the monster who murdered her father. Even if the Moon Goddess cursed her to be his mate. *** Aurora Regalia once had everything-a loving father, a prosperous pack, and a future that glittered with promise. Her father, the king, even chose her a mate: Logan Charming. Powerful. Charismatic. Cursed. She thought he was her destiny. Then she watched him tear her father's head from his shoulders. One night. One betrayal. Her entire family, slaughtered. Her pack, reduced to ashes. Aurora jumped off a cliff that night-not to die, but to survive. To become something her enemies would never see coming. An assassin. A ghost. A blade wrapped in silk. For years, she trained in the shadows, fueled by one single purpose: revenge. Blood for blood. She would make Logan Charming suffer the way she had suffered. She would carve his heart out and feel nothing. But fate had a cruel sense of humor. The Moon Goddess looked down at her shattered daughter and laughed. Because the man who destroyed her life? The monster who wore her father's blood on his hands? He was her fated mate. Now Aurora stands at a crossroads she never asked for. Every instinct screams for vengeance. Every fiber of her being recoils at the bond pulling her toward him. But Logan? He doesn't care about her hatred. He doesn't care about her blade. "You can run, little mate," he whispers, crimson eyes gleaming in the dark. "But I will always find you." And when he does? He won't just cage her body. He'll claim her soul.

Action Mystery Werewolf

9.7

Mafia's Captive Desire

9.7

He leaned in, inhaling her sweet scent as his hands traveled from her back to her waist, and then down to her thigh. She felt her breath hitch as she let out a small gasp. "We shouldn't be doing this." She said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Then tell me to stop." His voice was low, daring, as his fingers traced slow circles on her skin. *** Lucy had always lived life on her own terms, until the night everything changed. One moment, she was free; the next, she was bound to Barry Cooper, a cold, dangerous man who ruled the underworld with an iron fist. She never expected to be trapped in a world of power struggles, deceit, and unspoken desires. But as the lines between captor and captive blur, Lucy realizes she's caught in a deadly game, one where trust is a luxury and survival is not guaranteed. Will she escape the ruthless mobster who owns her... or will she become his greatest obsession?

Action Adventure Mafia

9.7

Medieval Love, Modern Revenge

9.7

Betrayed and murdered by her husband to secure his throne, a noblewoman unexpectedly awakens in her past. Armed with memories of his cruel deception, she renounces her former devotion to forge a path of cold-blooded vengeance. As she navigates dangerous court maneuvers and hidden magical threats, she must dismantle his power before he can strike again. In this life, she will not be a pawn; she is the architect of his ultimate downfall.

Action Fantasy Romance

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