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﻿<table id="bookdetailstable">  <tr>    <th><h2>Read Online Books/Novels:</h2></th>    <th><h2>Entangled In You (Sibling Rivalry)</h2></th>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><h4>Author/Writer of Book/Novel:</h4></td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/jordan-silver">Jordan Silver</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>Language:</strong></td>    <td><h5>English</h5></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>ISBN/ ASIN:</strong></td>    <td><h6>B07NKCBC99</h6></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><strong>Book Information:</strong></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><br />
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Lara may have bitten off more than she can chew. A little innocent teasing may have led to her getting into more trouble than she'd bargained for. Dante La Rosa didn't know what she was up to at first but when he caught on he was far from amused and it wasn't only because she was so much younger than him. He thought he'd take the high road, be the adult, but then he overheard her bragging about what she was doing to him and he decided to teach her a lesson she'd never forget.<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/sibling-rivalry-series-by-jordan-silver">Sibling Rivalry Series by Jordan Silver</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/jordan-silver">Jordan Silver Books</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>Lara<br><br>“I can’t believe they’re making me do this.” I complained for maybe the ten thousandth time that day as I fell back against the mountain of pillows behind me with a sullen pout.<br />
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Something else I’m going to miss if mom and pop have their way, my nice soft bed and my million and one pillows. No doubt the place they’re sending me off to will be lacking in all creature comforts. At least it sounds like it.<br />
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“Girl you might as well stop stressing, you know you can’t get out of it anyway. How long did you say you’d be gone?”<br />
<br />
“Three months, three whole months in that place. That’s my whole summer and then it’s off to college as soon as I get back.”<br />
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“Damn, that’s rough.”<br />
<br />
“You think? And get this, there’s no Internet service and I’m not allowed to bring my cell phone. Well I can bring it, but I won’t be able to use it because there’s no reception. And mom and pop are not allowed to visit or get in contact the whole time I’m there.”<br />
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“It’s almost like boot camp, or prison.”<br />
<br />
“That’s exactly what I said when mom told me. But apparently it’s something the women in pop’s family have been doing since like the first century or some crap, so I have to do it.”<br />
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“So it was his idea, not your mom’s?”<br />
<br />
“Actually I think it was Dante’s that bastard.” I felt my face heat up just at the mention of his name.<br />
<br />
“Dante? Why the hell would he do that?”<br />
<br />
“Who knows, you know he gets his kicks out of tormenting me.” Though any kind of attention from my hot older stepbrother is always welcome, I couldn’t get behind this one.<br />
<br />
For one, it would mean three months of not seeing him no matter that I only see him sparingly now anyway. But that’s better than not at all. Which I’m pretty sure will be the case once I get shipped off to this place that seems to be located somewhere amidst the hills of the great beyond.<br />
<br />
I felt depressed suddenly at the thought of just why he’d want to send me away, why he’d go to such lengths, and my tummy started to hurt again, just as it has each time I ponder this question.<br />
<br />
Could it be because I’d said something snarky about his latest fuck toy? But why now? He’s never minded before and I’ve said worst about some of the things he’s hung around with. He’s always just laughed it off or ignored me. But not this time it seems.<br />
<br />
So did that mean that she’s the one he’d chosen? I’d heard mom and pop talking about the fact that he was at that age when he should be thinking of marriage and how it was time for him to settle down and start a family. Even now the memory of those overheard words still hurt.<br />
<br />
I rubbed my hand over my tummy and was glad that my best friend Angela wasn’t here to eyeball me, but that we were having this conversation over the phone instead.<br />
<br />
She sees entirely too much and there were just some things I wasn’t ready to share with the world. Not even with my best friend, my common sense rattling, always straightforward best friend.<br />
<br />
Like the fact that I’m head over heels in love with my bad boy stepbrother and dream of having his babies. Of being the only woman he wants. The one woman he truly loves. The only one in his bed.<br />
<br />
I know that there’s no way it’ll happen. He probably thinks I’m too young, while I think he’s the perfect age. I mean he is a little bit older than I am. But that seems to be part of the draw for me as well. I just love the idea that he’s so much more experienced. That he’s already seen and done things I haven’t. I don’t know, maybe I have a daddy complex, though he’s not old enough to be my dad.<br />
<br />
Plus a dad is the last thing on my mind when I think about Dante. No, when I think of him these days it’s to imagine us in bed together, wrapped around each other, always in one compromising position or another.<br />
<br />
The dreams are becoming more persistent, more real. To the point that I wake up some days with an ache between my thighs that run to a place deep inside. An ache that I know nothing and no one but him can ease. A fire that only he can extinguish.<br />
<br />
But he doesn’t even know I exist, not as a love interest anyway. I doubt he’ll ever see me in that way, or ever want me in his bed. But that doesn’t stop me from dreaming, wanting.<br />
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I felt the sadness I’d been fighting all week return. Ever since mom told me about the convent, my only thought has been of him, and the distance that would be between us.<br />
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Hunter Sheridan is at the end of his rope. The woman he loves has just been promised to someone else in marriage, but that's not what's got the tattooed racecar builder in a tizzy. It's the fact that the love of his life has yet to say anything to him about it even though the whole town is abuzz with the rumors. Didn't he just see her two days ago, at their secret place? So why is it that she looked him in the face and said I love you, knowing that she was going to be meeting someone else down the aisle? <br />
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Deidre Delany is trying to get in front of the mess her daddy has made of her life. It's true that no one knows she and Hunter are an item, because she's been waiting to find the right time to tell her overprotective daddy for the past four years, but that time just never seemed to come. Now he's gone and promised her hand in marriage to some man she doesn't even know without so much as a warning to her. Moreover, she just knows that if Hunter hears anything about this fiasco, there's going to be trouble headed her way. <br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/jordan-silver">Jordan Silver Books</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>Hunter<br><br>I know what she thinks. She thinks I’m just a big dick to fuck her whenever she gets an itch. A shoulder to lean on every once in a while when things get too heavy on the home front. Nothing more, nothing less!<br />
<br />
But I’ve got news for her little ass. I’ve warned her more than once, that I’m not the one to play with. She knows this, so why the fuck she insists on putting herself in the way of danger by fucking with me, is anybody’s guess.<br />
<br />
I know she’s caught between a rock and a hard place. It’s either please me, or her dad. She knows where I stand on that shit. My woman, my rules I don’t give a fuck who her daddy is, or how much money he has. I don’t live my life that way.<br />
<br />
I’ve let her slide here and there since we started this dance, and so she takes shit for granted. I usually just smile and brush some of her antics off, but now I’m thinking that shit might’ve given her the wrong impression. She’s one of those give her an inch she takes a mile types.<br />
<br />
But this shit that she is trying to pull this go around, is the last fucking straw. I guess this is what happens when people don’t take you seriously enough. When hot little girls with tight pussies think that because they own you, they can get away with all kinds of shit.<br />
<br />
I have no problem admitting that she owns my ass, just as I own hers. So why in the fuck she would let her old man browbeat her into marrying someone else is a mystery.<br />
<br />
Of course that shit’s not about to happen. I’d level the whole fucking town first, so that’s not what’s got me riled. That’s not what has me on the brink of losing my shit for all the world to see.<br />
<br />
Nope! It’s the fact that my woman climbed out of my bed, out from under me, looked at me with those big beautiful eyes that I get lost in, and didn’t say a word to me about it.<br />
<br />
Of course I sensed something off with her, I know her after all. She’s mine, I’m supposed to. But when I asked her what was up, she shook her head and said nothing.<br />
<br />
I’m sure she was afraid to tell me that shit, because she knew how I’d react, but now she’s only made shit worst for herself by keeping it from me. Now I have no choice but to show her and everyone else what the fuck is what. And I hate having fucking people in my shit. Damn!<br />
<br />
I hate even more living up to stereotypes that most men with tattoos who’ve ever hopped on a bike have to live down. But what choice did she give me huh? Why the fuck would she do this shit?<br />
<br />
She knows good and damn well how far to go and what lines not to cross. And one of those lines is that my woman never lies to me, not fucking ever. And she never has, until now. I’ma wait and see how she gets her ass out of this one.<br />
<br />
I heard the rumors but didn’t believe it; I couldn’t believe that anyone could be that fucking calculating. The devious little bitch; she’s lucky I love her or I would’ve wrung her damn neck a long time ago and saved myself the misery.<br />
<br />
I should’ve known once we came back here that some shit like this was going to happen. She barely thinks for herself when it comes to her dad, always letting him push her around. And she’s terrified of telling him no.<br />
<br />
I don’t have that problem, and it won’t be the first time she put him before me, but this time she’s gone too far. She’s not going to use that little girl innocent shit on me this time, no way no fucking how. She’d be lucky if I stop at heating up her ass. Damn twit.<br />
<br />
I’ve played by her rules because I’m in love with her and I’m always looking out for what’s best for her. I would’ve done anything for that love, short of murder, and sometimes that too was in question.<br />
<br />
Even now, knowing what she’s done or was about to do rather, my heart still wants her, not to mention my dick. And no one else is ever going to have her, not on my fucking watch.<br />
<br />
If she ever lets another motherfucker near what’s mine, it’ll be the last fucking thing she does and I don’t give a fuck who has something to say about that shit.<br />
<br />
I’m not one of those abusive assholes who go around punching my woman in the face and shit, that’s for weak fucks who don’t have a heart.<br />
<br />
But I swear to fuck if she ever fucks someone else I’ll end her and the fuck whoever the fuck he is. I had to rein my shit in because my thoughts were twisting me the fuck up. She’s going to have my ass on blood pressure medication before I reach thirty. This fucking girl!<br />
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﻿<table id="bookdetailstable">  <tr>    <th><h2>Read Online Books/Novels:</h2></th>    <th><h2>Enthralled With You (Sibling Rivalry)</h2></th>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><h4>Author/Writer of Book/Novel:</h4></td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/jordan-silver">Jordan Silver</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>Language:</strong></td>    <td><h5>English</h5></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>ISBN/ ASIN:</strong></td>    <td><h6>B07N627GQ8</h6></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><strong>Book Information:</strong></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><br />
Her mother destroyed his parents' marriage and he had vowed to destroy her before they even met. She was the enemy's daughter after all. But their first meeting didn't go as planned. Instead of the manipulative little schemer he'd been expecting, he found an innocent little lamb instead. Or was that too an act? Part of her ploy to draw him in and make a fool out of him, the way her mother had done to his old man? Whatever her game he couldn't seem to resist her and it wasn't long before he was caught under her spell, trapped in the same lure that had brought down his dad, or was she what she seemed? An innocent caught in a web of lies and deceit?<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/sibling-rivalry-series-by-jordan-silver">Sibling Rivalry Series by Jordan Silver</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/jordan-silver">Jordan Silver Books</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>Luke<br><br>It started the second I first laid eyes on her. It began with that punched in the gut feeling. That feeling like your whole world is being slightly tilted off course. Like dropping headfirst into the abyss or off of a very steep cliff.<br />
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For a few seconds there it even felt like I was going in and out of consciousness. My head grew light, my sight dimmed and I had to shake it off to escape the feeling. Only then did everything become clear again.<br />
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And now that I’d come out of the strange out of body state, my senses seemed sharper, more heightened and more on edge. I felt more awake, more alive than I have in a very long time. Almost like waking from a coma.<br />
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All around me everything seemed brighter, and outside the window that I found myself staring out of as I tried to make sense of my feelings, of what had just happened to me, the day had lost some of its gloom.<br />
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This hadn’t been part of the plan. From the moment I heard about her I’d been plotting her demise, hers and her mother, the home wrecking bitch. But now, as I look down from my place at the window on the top floor of the mansion, everything changed in the blink of an eye.<br />
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I recognized the signs, understood that my body wanted what my eyes were seeing. But it was so unexpected, how could it be happening now? With her? And what the fuck is all this extra shit?<br />
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I’m a man of huge appetites; some have said a selfish bastard. Since I’m not inclined to give a fuck what some say, I tend to go after life with both barrels blazing. It was the only way to survive for a man like me.<br />
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As such a man, I never deny myself anything. I don’t question my wants and likes the way most people do. In other words, if I see something I want, I obtain it no matter the cost because I can always afford it.<br />
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It’s been this way since I was about sixteen or seventeen, and until now, I have never wanted anything that I knew I shouldn’t or couldn’t have. The latter was a no-no, there wasn’t much that I couldn’t have.<br />
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But at this very moment, I’d venture to guess that what I was staring at out the window was definitely something I shouldn’t have. That didn’t stop my eyes from tracking my prey. Or my cock from beginning to rise with a sudden incessant need.<br />
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“They’re here.” The old man came bustling into the room. I can’t remember the last time I’d seen him move that fast. I kept my true feelings well hidden behind the mask that I’d been wearing for so long now. Ever since he’d ripped my mother’s heart out of her chest with his betrayal.<br />
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He’d had an answer for it of course, for his treatment of the woman who’d loved and adored him for most of his life. According to him, it just happened. He’d just fallen out of love with her and into bed with someone else.<br />
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In the beginning the anger and rage I’d felt on her behalf was all consuming. The shit had come from so far out of left field that it had blindsided us both, my mother and I, and I had not been equipped to handle it.<br />
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I couldn’t bear to see the woman who’d nurtured me all my life in such a state of despair at another’s hands. And so I’d reacted badly and set about my course of utter destruction of all those involved. If the bitch had had a pet dog I’d have added him to the list too.<br />
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Now I wonder as he stands there in the doorway with that stupid look on his face if he knew, truly knew how much I detested him in that moment. Not only because he’d hurt my mother, but because of the way in which he’d done it.<br />
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He’d used his high profile lawyers and financial advisors to cheat her out of her rightful share. The woman, who’d stood by him for the past thirty-five years, had given him a son and heir and had always put him before herself.<br />
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It wasn’t the money. I had made plenty of that on my own. Since I had some of him in me I was a natural at making the shit. And as long as I have, mom will never know need.<br />
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It was the principle, the fact that he’d humiliated the one woman I loved more than life itself, so that he could be with his two-penny bitch of a slag.<br />
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I bit back the rage that still, after all this time, was never too far beneath the surface, but which I had come to accept would not serve my purpose.<br />
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