
My Triplet Hybrid Stepbrothers Want Me
"This isn't right..." I whispered.
But my stepbrothers wouldn't let me go.
"You're ours now," Sylver said quietly. "And that's not going to change."
My mother and I have been running for three years-from Eryndor Blackshade, the vampire cult leader obsessed with finding me.
Just when he finds us again, my mother makes a desperate move: she marries King Reid Thornevale, the most powerful Lycan in the Blood Hollow Pack.
But Reid comes with a dangerous secret-triplet hybrid sons, born of vampire and werewolf blood. They're ruthless, cursed... and now, my stepbrothers. From the moment Sylver, Cassian, and Rylan Thornevale lay eyes on me, something ancient stirs-twisted, forbidden, and hungry.
A fire that scorches morality and melts all reason. Our connection isn't just wrong. It's deadly. Because the Thornevale bloodline is cursed, descendants of Elder Varek, the first vampire–werewolf hybrid, were sealed away centuries ago.
The curse awakens under every Red Moon, turning them into monsters driven by bloodlust and desire. Now I'm caught in the middle. Between a cult that wants to sacrifice me... And stepbrothers who want to claim me. And I don't know which fate will destroy me first.
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Chapter 3
~Nyra
"What?" I exclaimed, glaring at her in shock.
None of this made sense to me anymore.
"H–how?" I blinked multiple times at her. "You're a human and he's a werewolf. Not just any kind, but a Lycan-and the King, too."
She folded her arms and waited for me to finish ranting.
"You're not of the same status or species. He's not even in your league. Where did you even meet him? When did you fall in love? When did you get married?" I screamed.
Mother smiled. "I told you I still had charm, but you never believed me. I'm not that old, Nyra. I gave birth to you. I know my worth-even as a human. No man can resist me. Not even a Lycan King."
I parted my lips, baffled by the fact that she chose now, of all times, to brag.
"Mom, do you even realize what you're walking into? It means you're automatically his Luna, and that pulls you into his world of supernatural beings. Do you think the other werewolves here will welcome a human Luna?"
She sighed. "You worry too much. The werewolves here respect their king. They won't dare do anything that could anger me. And since we're in love, they'll accept me."
I scoffed at the word. "In love? Mom, I've never seen you interested in a man before. Sometimes I wonder how you even charmed my father-may his soul rest in peace."
She waved me off. "Believe what you want. It won't change the fact that I'm already married, and we're moving in with him immediately."
"We?" I shrieked.
"Shut up. Don't scream at your mother!" she snapped. "I'm doing this for us. How long do you plan on running from Eryndor? Aren't you tired of moving from place to place? We can't keep doing this forever. Eventually, they'll catch up to us."
I released a shaky breath, an involuntary shiver running down my spine. I was no longer just afraid of Eryndor- but also the triplets I'd encountered the night before.
"Mom, it's not safe here. I didn't escape those vampires on my own. Some werewolves showed up-and they wanted to claim me." I paused, giving her the most terrified look I could muster. "I've never been so scared in my life. They were worse than Eryndor, and they promised they'd come back for me."
Mother clenched her jaw before sighing-something we both did when we were overwhelmed.
"The fact that they let you go means they don't intend to hurt you... Besides, once we move in with Reid, he'll make sure no one lays a hand on you. He's ready to accept you as his daughter, Nyra."
I swallowed hard. "But Mom, we don't know what we're walking into. You're tying us to Blood Hollow with this marriage. Once we move in, there's no going back."
"Don't you want to feel protected for once? Don't you want to sleep peacefully at night?" she pressed.
"I'm scared, Mom. I don't want to be trapped again..."
She hugged me then. "I'm sorry I couldn't give you the protection you deserved as a child. But I promise this is the best path for us. Reid will protect us from Eryndor. We can finally stop running."
In the end, I gave in. I had to go with the flow and let her handle things this time.
By evening, a luxurious black car came to pick us up.
Cars were almost extinct now, and only the elite had access to them. Never in my life did I think I'd ride in one-until now.
"I told you things would get better, didn't I?" Mom said, wiggling her brows.
A man stepped out and bowed. "I am Kelvin. I will be your driver to the Thornevale Estate. Please, allow me to carry your luggage."
For the first time in my life, a man of higher status was speaking to me with respect. It felt like a dream.
"Mom, pinch me."
"You're not dreaming, Nyra. It's real." She smiled at Kelvin. "Our luggage is over there."
She pointed to the door where we had stacked everything. He nodded and lifted them two at a time.
I blinked as he loaded our bags and opened the car door.
It wasn't until we started driving that everything truly hit me. I began trembling-a strange mix of fear, nerves, and excitement swirling inside me.
I stayed silent the entire ride, gasping only when Thornevale Estate came into view. My breath caught. My nerves spiked.
"We're here," Mom whispered as the enormous mansion emerged from the trees.
It sat on vast land, surrounded by beautiful landscape-and yet, it gave off an unsettling feeling. I couldn't shake the sense of dread.
Kelvin parked in front of the grand entrance, where a tall man stood flanked by maids and guards.
"Reid!" Mom called as we stepped out.
"Lyora, my beloved. I almost thought you wouldn't come," he said, his voice heavy with authority.
"Why would I stay away from you? You're my husband now. You're stuck with me," she giggled.
Reid turned to me. "You must be Nyra. I've heard a lot about you from your mother. You're just as beautiful as she said."
He took my hand and kissed the back of my palm. "It's an honor to have you as a daughter."
I widened my eyes. Mom wasn't lying-he was really ready to accept me.
"Nyra, meet my sons- Sylver, Cassian, and Rylan," he said, stepping aside. "Boys, come out and welcome your new sister."
My breath caught in my throat. My mother had forgotten to mention one very important detail.
He had children.
And those "children"...
Were the exact triplets I'd run into last night.
"What a small world..." the green-eyed one whispered.
My blood ran cold. My mind blanked out. The world tilted beneath me.
I had walked right into the hands of the monsters I thought I'd escaped.
"Nyra? Are you okay?" Mom's voice came from somewhere distant.
My legs gave out beneath me. I started to fall-
And just before darkness claimed me, I felt warm arms catch me.
The last thing I saw were glowing green eyes.
And the last thing I heard-
"Welcome into my territory, sister..."
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Alpha Varos, the beast they chained and bound in the darkest cell deep under the Haralth tower for a century,
Calyra Veyne the woman they never meant to awaken him.
Calyra the daughter of the Tidecliffs' Alpha, was presented to marry the usurper High King, Alpha Therion. To strengthen her father's pack. But when her cursed flame was revealed - a mark lowlier than even an omega wolf- she was rejected, humiliated, her mother killed, pronounced as a sex slave and she was thrown into the cell of the brutal, silent beast.. A man locked away from the world from over a century, the most powerful Alpha King in history, but her scent calls to what's left of his soul.
A ruthless Alpha, An unquenchable sexual heat.
Fated and Chained to the Beastly Alpha King is the dark romance you'll never recover from.

8.5
My mate, the Alpha, was planning to replace me. He was terrified of the family curse that took his mother in childbirth, and he decided his human lover, Lila, was a safer bet to carry his heir.
The plan was as cruel as it was calculated. He was throwing me a lavish birthday party, not to celebrate me, but to create a public stage for my rejection. He told his most trusted men he would break our sacred bond and install Lila as his new mate right after.
The humiliation was a constant, public execution. He flaunted Lila at every turn, and for a tiny scrape on her hand, he performed a sacred life-force ritual meant only for a dying mate, a blasphemy that horrified our pack. At a formal dinner, Lila announced she was pregnant, and he fled with her when I demanded the rejection he had planned all along.
Later that night, through the agony of our bond, I felt him kiss her. It was a passionate, claiming kiss that finally shattered my heart. He thought I was too gentle to fight back, a willing sacrifice for the good of the pack.
He was wrong. Using his own rage against him, I twisted the rite and severed our bond myself. The next morning, I signed his papers, took none of his blood money, and walked out of his life forever, leaving him to the future he'd built on a bed of lies.

9.0
Framed for corporate spying, Liana Bennett was arrested and murdered in a prison cell.
Now she wakes in her old life, exactly one month before the set up.
She has one month to identify the traitor inside her company who orchestrated her death before they do it again. The enemy is already watching, already moving.
Every change she makes to rewrite comes at a price: a core memory erased. One wrong step, and she loses the very truth she needs to survive.
Then there's Raphael Blackthorne, The ruthless CEO of her rival company, the man she spent a reckless night with, and now the person offering her flowers, dinners, and sincerity.
Liana has a plan.
She can't afford the distraction.
But as her memories unravel and the enemy closes in, she faces the truth she can't outrun: to survive, she may have to become someone who no longer remembers why she fought at all.

7.8
I spent three years trying to be the perfect Crown Princess, enduring my husband Bradley's coldness while pouring my family's fortune into his royal projects. I truly believed our marriage was built on duty and that our adopted son, Jimmie, was the bond that held us together.
Everything changed on a stormy night when I caught Bradley in his study, calmly watching my family's trust fund documents-the entire Orozco legacy-burn to ash in the fireplace. He didn't even look guilty as he explained that I was never his partner, only a convenient bank account for the Crown.
When I lunged to save the papers, Bradley shoved me to the floor with bored indifference. Then, the ultimate betrayal walked through the door: Jimmie. My son didn't run to comfort me; he took Bradley's hand and looked at me with pure venom. Bradley sneered, revealing that Jimmie wasn't adopted at all-he was his biological son with my best friend, Icy.
"We just needed you to fund his future," Bradley said.
I was dragged out by guards and thrown into a sedan speeding toward the cliffs. At Dead Man's Curve, the driver jumped out of the moving car, leaving me to plummet into the freezing ocean. As the water filled my lungs and my life faded, I didn't feel fear. I felt a distilled, murderous hate.
I woke up gasping for air in my old bedroom, three years before the crash. It was the day of my fake infertility diagnosis, the beginning of their plan to break me.
"The Fiona who listened to you is dead," I whispered, looking at my reflection.
I didn't cry this time. Instead, I dressed in black and headed into the night to find the only man Bradley feared-the lethal, "boiling-blooded" Regent, Demian Ballard. I was going to save his life, and in return, he was going to help me burn the palace down.

8.8
He rejected her on the Luna ceremony day.
Now she's back, with his twins, but he doesn't know it's her... yet.
When Sierra Woodsworth, the omega nobody, was revealed as the fated mate to Alpha Isaak Nightingale, the ruthless heir of the Moonbane Pack, the entire werewolf world watched. But instead of accepting her, Isaak rejected her in front of everyone for his long-time lover, the elegant but cruel Bethelina.
Heartbroken, Sierra vanished, only to return five years later as a powerful rogue queen leading a hidden pack and guarding two little children, one of whom has Isaak's silver eyes.
But she's not here for love. She's here as the neutral power among the powerful packs.... that is until the bond she thought was dead flares to life again.
As prophecy awakens and enemies gather, Sierra and Isaak must face the truth:
she isn't just his mate. She's the Last Moonborn, the key to saving or destroying them all.

9.0
I was the wolfless orphan taken in by the Blackwood pack, secretly in love with Ryker, the future Alpha.
At the Mating Moon ceremony, the Goddess miraculously chose me as his fated mate.
But instead of a blessing, it became my ultimate nightmare. He dragged me onto the sacred stone in front of the entire pack to publicly humiliate me.
"I reject you, Elara Vance, as my mate!"
He chose a powerful she-wolf over a freak like me. The severing of the bond nearly killed me. I accepted his rejection and fled, living as a rogue for three years to bury the agonizing echo of his betrayal.
When I finally returned to visit his sick father, I was no longer that pathetic, broken girl.
Yet, the very night I arrived, he threw a lavish engagement party with his chosen Luna, a deliberate slap in the face.
I refused to run this time. I walked into his ballroom with my head held high to prove I was finally free of him.
But the moment our eyes met across the crowded room, a soul-crushing agony exploded in my chest.
Across the hall, Ryker let out a harsh gasp, clutching his heart in identical, terrifying pain.
The sacred bond he had so ruthlessly destroyed three years ago wasn't dead.
And now, it was going to destroy us both.