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Shattered Love Symphony by Joseph King 27

Shattered Love Symphony by Joseph King 27

Come for me Ella, you feel so fuckin 0

good around my dickhe pins my legs apart against the pool wall and goes to town, driving even deeper into me. My vision blurs, doing it in water had never been on my to do list, but I’m so glad we’re doing it

I climax faster than I ever thought possible, my body arching, my toes curling. I wrap my arms and legs around him clinging tightly. 

He holds me there for several minutes after, his body quivering just a little. I don’t care what anybody thinks. You’re mine, now and forever.he whispers, his breath warm on my ear. Although the doubts I have in my head, his words melt my heart. How in the hell are we going to make this work

Ella’s POV 

Ella?” 

A soft knock on my bedroom door followed my mother’s voice. What are you doing, sweetheart? You’ve been hiding in your room all night?” 

Mom walks into my room, closing the door behind her. Her eyes scan my face with concern. 

I blink, realizing she’s right. I haven’t left my room since she got home at nine. I’m just researching college courses,I say quickly. Trying to figure out what to do after getting my associate’s degree.” 

Alone With My Twin Stepbrothers 

She walks over and sits on my bed, her hands folded in her lap. That’s a good thing,” she says with a small smile. But, sweetheart, you don’t have to rush this decision.” 

I nod, unsure where she’s going with this

She sighs, brushing a stray hair behind her ear. Look, I know we haven’t talked much about your future lately, but I want to be honest with you. I’m not liking the idea of you joining the military. But I agree you need to start figuring things out,” she continues, her tone gentle but firm. Like attending a public university after community college. You could even live in a dorm or join a sorority. Just like I did.” 

A few months ago, I might have actually considered it. But noweverything is different. My relationship with the twins has changed everything. I don’t want to go too far. I don’t want to be away from them, especially Aiden

Mom yawns, stretching. Just think about it, okay? No pressure. And know that I’ll love and support you despite what you chooseShe stands up and kisses my forehead before heading to the door. Get some sleep, honey.” 

As soon as I hear her bedroom door close, I glance at the clock. I’ll wait half an hour. Then, once I’m sure she’s completely asleep, I’ll sneak into Aiden’s room

It’s risky, but it’s always risky. This whole thing is impossible to keep secret for long. Even with Mom at home, I can’t stop looking at him when we’re in the same room. The way Aiden and Alan tease me when our parents are home is a dangerous game. And judging by what Aiden said at the pool earlier today, he sounds like he wants to take things a step further

I’m afraid. I’m afraid we’ll eventually have to tell our parents about this. How long can we keep this up before we have to tell them? And when that time comes, what will we do? I don’t want our parentsdisapproval to come between the three of us, I want to explore what we have and 

see how far I can take it

When I slip into Aiden’s room, he’s standing by his sound system, searching for a song to play. He looks up when he sees me, his lips curling into a knowing smile. Then he presses play on the sound system and a slow song starts playing at just the right volume. Loud enough to 

mask our sounds, but quiet enough not to wake mom

Is she asleep?he asks, stepping away from his desk

I nod, smiling back. Yeah. Fast asleep.” 

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He crosses the room in a few quick steps. Before I can react, he picks me up effortlessly, pulling me into a deep kiss. When he finally pulls back, he rests his forehead against mine. I missed you.” 

< Alone With My Twin Stepbrothers 

I laugh softly. That’s impossible. We literally just fucked five hours ago.” 

So?He smirks. I still think about you all the time.” 

My heart stutters,then he lowers me onto his bed and flops down beside me, his fingers brushing over my arm. Then his expression turns serious. I don’t know how we’re going to tell our parents about us but we need a solution, Ella.” 

I agree, but I can’t telling mom I’m in a realtionship with my twin brothers, she would definitely have a heart attackI say

Ella’s POV 

I sit on Aiden’s bed, playing with his fingers. We’ve been thinking of a solution for the past half 

hour

Then just make about me for now. Tell them that i’m the one you’re in a relationship withhe says, his voice low but firm. Don’t mention Alan. I’m sure he’ll understand. You and I can test the waters and if things with you and Alan continue forward, then we’ll figure that part out later. But I can’t stand hiding this anymore. It’s driving me fucking crazy

I look up at him. It doesn’t matter who I say I’m in a relationship with, Mom will be upset when she finds out,I murmur. She treats us like siblings. Like her children” 

But we’re not technically her children or your biological siblings for that matter, and we’re both adults,Aiden counters, his eyes dark with determination. We have the right to decide who we want to be with. If our parents really can’t accept it, then we should just move out. The three of 

 

Shattered Love Symphony by  Joseph King  

Shattered Love Symphony by Joseph King  

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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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