Breeding My Step Daughter Bride

My stepdaughter is one hour from her vows, and I’ve known for months that the man waiting for her had a vasectomy behind her back.

So I told my stepdaughter the truth — and took the runaway bride out of her own wedding.

Heather is twenty-five, copper-haired, and she’s already picked out baby names. She planned the whole wedding around her window. Her fiancé made sure she would never get pregnant, then let her put on the dress anyway.

I bought a beach house as their wedding gift. Nobody knows it exists. I drive her there still in her gown, drop my keys in the bowl by the door, and make her an offer: three days, starting tonight, and I give her the baby he can’t. Then she goes back and marries him.

She says yes to three days of forbidden breeding with her step dad — and once she does, I don’t hold anything back.

Told entirely from the stepdad’s point of view, this is a filthy all-spice step fantasy story from legendary taboo storyteller Bree Mills with zero slow burn. One runaway bride, one beach house, three days in her window, and a husband who can never ask whose baby it is.

“Good people do bad things and bad people are still human. Trust me, nobody in this book makes a good decision!” XOXO, Bree

No realism. Pure fantasy, maximum filth, for mature readers (18+).