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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I’m Nikki Wild, and I live in Southern California with my cat, my loving husband, and a genuine creeping fear of bad wine. I’ve been writing independently for three years now, and I’m in love with my readers every bit as much as I’m in love with my words! Every story I release brings me joy and pleasure, and knowing I’m able to spread a bit of that happiness to others makes every day of my life just a little bit better.
Thank you for giving me the chance to live my dreams. Thank you for giving me the chance to be an author. I owe everything to you, dear reader, and I hope in repayment, I can excite your senses and make your every night just a little bit better.
– Nikki Wild
Stepbrother Destiny
By
Nikki Wild
Copyright 2015 Nikki Wild
All Rights Reserved
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–Nikki Wild
Stepbrother Destiny
(Taboo First-Time Pregnancy Romance)
What’s inside this very naughty taboo story?
What started as a ski holiday at her billionaire stepbrother's cabin has turned into a prison sentence. Snowed-in and stir crazy, Chanel has had just about enough of her family, most of all her maddeningly cocky stepbrother Mark.
But when the forecast calls for another two feet of snow overnight, Mark proposes a little game to keep warm. As their parents sleep soundly down the hall, Mark shows Chanel that forbidden fires burn the hottest.
Maybe this snowstorm wasn’t just the whims of weather…
Maybe it was destiny.
Turn the page, and let me sweep you away into a world of dirty fantasy…
STEPBROTHER DESTINY
"...expecting another twenty-four inches before this storm is over."
My stepfather clicked off the battery-operated radio. "Well, that's that then," he declared. "I'm going to bed."
"Throw more logs on the fire, would you Dean?" my mother shivered, pulling the wool blanket closer around her shoulders.
"Yeah, yeah," my stepfather grunted, stumbling down the two steps from the elevated kitchen and down into the sunken great room.
My mother shook her head. "He's just grumpy," she sighed dismissively.
I nodded. "We all are," I agreed.
"I'm not," my stepbrother declared, with a wide grin. "It's an adventure!"
I rolled my eyes inwardly. Mark had always been a relentless optimist, confident to the point of arrogance. He steadfastly refused to see this for what it actually was: an unmitigated disaster.
Oh sure, the weekend had started out wonderfully. The powder was perfect, and my stepbrother's new skiing cabin sat right next to the slopes. I relished being able to wake up and get a jump on the rest of the tourists, getting in a few great runs before the crowds showed up.
And even before the weekend, I had been thrilled. Mark's company had just gone public and he was feeling lavish. And whenever my stepbrother was feeling lavish, I always liked to be right in his line of sight.
It wasn't hard. Mark was ridiculously easy on the eyes. That handsome face of his, topped with that floppy hair that he was perpetually running his fingers through in a sexy but unselfconscious way, that trainer-honed body that he like to show off in tight ski sweaters...yeah all of those things made it very easy to look at Mark.
Listening to Mark, well, that was another issue entirely.
I had been listening to him non-stop for three days now.
The storms rolled in the last night of our stay. I had all my bags packed already, my boarding pass already printed and folded into my