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Shattered Love Symphony by Joseph King 10

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My mind goes blank, as Alan’s mouth covers mine, his tongue plundering my mouth with skilled strokes. His hand slides up to my breast, and he begins to caress me, teasing my nipple until it’s tight and erect. His hands were everywhere, moving over every inch of my body in a way that almost seemed desperate

Alone With My Twin Stepbrothers 

Into the shower, Ella. I’m going to give you a bath.Alan demands, his voice thick with desire. I don’t have any sense left to even offer a nod, all I can think about is Alan’s hot body pressing against mine

Alan lifts me into his arms and carries me into the shower cubicle. He sets me down gently, kissing me a few times on the lips and on my nipples before turning to turn the shower on. Steam immediately starts to form as the hot water sprays the two of us. Alan takes off his pants and tosses them aside, now fully nude, I gulp at the sight of his cock. It’s just as big as Aiden’s

Alan takes my hand and places it on his cock, I wrap my fingers around it and he moans slightly. Feel what you’re doing to me, baby. I can’t get enough of you and I haven’t even had you yet.Alan says through clenched teeth

He kisses me some more, while I stroke his cock. His hands wrap around my neck as he devours my lips and tongue, he’s an animal, but fuck, I want him to ravage me, I don’t want him to be soft or gentle

My eyes flick to Aiden, the smallest amount of guilt slashing across my heart. I’m scared he would be angry, but instead, he casually leans against the counter, watching his twin brother seduce me. I feel dizzy with excitement, completely weak at the knees

I nibble my lip nervously as Alan picks up a bar of soap. The warm water cascades over us as he soaps up his hands. He lathers my body slowly, intimately, his fingers dipping between my legs, he dips them into my pussy and I gasp arching into him

Shit, you’re so fucking responsivehe murmurs, rubbing my clit slowly. He allows the water to wash the soap away, slipping his fingers between my legs and chuckling when I sway on my feet in responsive to the contact

Alan chuckles and rinses me off before turning to Aiden. I think she’s ready for the two of us 

now” 

Aiden saunters into the shower, slowlike like a predator, his eyes roving hungrily over my wet body. I’m still stroking Alan’s cock, but seeing the water flow down Aiden’s body and drip off the tip of his cock makes me even wetter

Aiden’s eyes meet mine and I hide my gaze, burying my face in Alan’s chest. It still feels weird being naked around the two of them. Alan whispers to me Don’t be nervous. Just follow my lead okay? Just enjoy every second. We’ll take care of you” 

I nod breathlessly as Alan leans back against the glass of the cubicle, his head falling back with a groan as I stroke him. Alan kisses me deeply, his tongue delving into my mouth.

Shattered Love Symphony by  Joseph King  

Shattered Love Symphony by Joseph King  

Status: Ongoing

Joseph King  
 

Joseph King is an American author known for his emotionally compelling storytelling, relatable characters, and themes that revolve around family, identity, and the quiet battles of everyday life. Born and raised in Seattle, Washington, Joseph grew up in a modest household where books were as essential as groceries. His mother, a school librarian, often brought home classic novels and contemporary literature, nurturing his love for fiction at an early age. His father, a factory worker, inspired Joseph with his dedication, discipline, and belief that every dream is worth fighting for.

From childhood, Joseph showed a natural talent for writing. He would often spend hours crafting small stories in his notebooks, inspired by the people around him and the world he imagined beyond his window. During high school, he won multiple creative writing awards, setting the foundation for his literary aspirations. He later attended the University of Oregon, majoring in English Literature and Creative Writing. It was during these years that Joseph began shaping his unique voice — one that combines poetic language with raw emotional honesty.

After graduating, Joseph initially worked as a freelance editor and taught creative writing workshops to aspiring writers. His breakthrough came when his debut novel, Beneath the Maple Sky, captivated readers with its touching portrayal of friendship, heartbreak, and healing. The novel quickly gained critical acclaim and was praised for its emotional depth and relatable characters. Since then, Joseph has written multiple bestselling novels, many of which have been translated into international languages and adapted into streaming-platform projects.

Joseph’s writing style is often described as heartfelt, deeply introspective, and powerful in its simplicity. Rather than focusing on fantasy or elaborate plots, he explores human emotions — love, loss, forgiveness, betrayal, and the search for meaning. Through his stories, Joseph highlights that everyone carries pain, everyone fights silent battles, and every person deserves understanding.

Despite his success, Joseph remains grounded. He lives a quiet life in Portland, Oregon, where he continues to write daily. When he is not writing, Joseph enjoys hiking, reading poetry, and spending time at local cafés where he often observes life around him — turning small moments into meaningful stories. His journey from a passionate young storyteller to a renowned novelist serves as an inspiration to young writers around the world, proving that imagination, perseverance, and heart can turn dreams into reality.

1️⃣ Night. Branch. Panic.

Teen hazari raat.
Cold wind.
Drunk girl balancing on a tree branch.

Ella knocks on Aiden’s window, whispering desperately:

“Psst… open up. Please.”

She forgot her house key.
Front door locked.
No courage to wake her mother.
So she chose the one person who always wakes up…

Her disciplined, intimidating stepbrother — Aiden.


2️⃣ Soldier Mode Activated

Lamp clicks on.
Curtains shift.
Aiden appears — tired eyes, rigid posture, military sharpness.

“Ella? It’s 3AM. What the hell are you doing on a tree?”

Before she answers — she slips.
He reacts instantly, pulling her inside with soldier reflexes.

She crashes on the carpet.
He stands over her like a commander.


3️⃣ Anger With Care

Not yelling loudly —
but that controlled military tone that scares more than shouting:

“You could’ve fallen. You could’ve died!”

Ella rubs her bruised shoulder, annoyed:

“Relax, I'm fine…”

Aiden's jaw clenches — frustration, worry, protectiveness all mixed.


4️⃣ A New Aiden

She finally looks at him properly.
Gone is the skinny teenage boy.

Now —
Tall. Broad shoulders. Strong arms.
Stubble. Jawline. Steely gaze.

He looks like someone who’s seen war.
Because he has.

She realizes she doesn’t really know this version of him.


5️⃣ From Annoyance to Uncleared Emotions

He crosses arms, staring down at her:

“You’re nineteen. Still sneaking out like a kid.”

She rolls her eyes:

“I’m an adult.”

He steps closer, voice low:

“Adults remember their house keys.”

She hates that he makes sense.
Hates that he suddenly feels… different.
Older. Scarier. Safer.

Confusing.


6️⃣ Who Were You With?

Aiden's military instincts flare:

“Who drove you back? Where were you?”

Ella avoids eye contact:

“None of your business.”

Wrong answer.

He leans in, voice dangerously quiet:

“If someone hurt you—if someone disrespected you—I need to know.”

Not romantic.
Not intimate.
Just raw protective rage.

Because to him, she’s still a kid he’s sworn to protect.


7️⃣ Old Childhood Dynamics Return

She remembers childhood battles —
annoying pranks, wrestling, teasing, getting chased in hallways.

Only now…
the roles feel heavier.

He isn’t teasing.
He’s warning.

And she suddenly feels small again — stubborn, rebellious, but small.


8️⃣ A Consequence Speech

Instead of anything physical, he gives her a military-style consequence:

“If you sneak out again, you train with me at 5AM. Every day.”

Push-ups. Running. Discipline. Pain.

Ella freezes.

“You’re joking.”

He doesn’t blink.

“Try me.”


9️⃣ Growing Up Hurts

She drops her gaze.
Not because she’s afraid —
but because for the first time, she realizes…

They aren’t kids anymore.

He’s grown into a soldier.
She’s still learning how to be an adult.

And tonight, embarrassment hits harder than the fall.


🔟 A Silent Understanding

Aiden hands her water, calmer now.

“Text me next time. I’ll open the door.”

She mutters:

“Didn’t think you'd care.”

His expression softens — just for a heartbeat.

“I do.”

No flirting.
No touching.
Just heavy, complicated sibling-energy tension.

She walks out of his room with flushed cheeks and a heart she doesn’t fully understand.

And he watches her leave, jaw tight.

Because after two years away, he didn’t expect to feel protective again.
And she didn’t expect him to matter.

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