Home For The Weekend

She’s only home for the weekend.

Three months at college was supposed to fix it.

The way she looks at her little brother.

The dreams she can’t stop having.

The guilt that hits every time she comes.

It didn’t.

By the time she walks through the front door, the house already feels different. And so does she.

What starts as stolen glances and one careless compliment turns into something darker. She stops running. She starts deciding. And the boy who used to climb into her bed during thunderstorms learns exactly how far his older sister is willing to go when no one else is looking.

Four days.

One house.

No more pretending.

Some homecomings change you.

This one ruins you.

Home for the Weekend is a dark, filthy, female-led taboo romance about control, denial, and the kind of obsession that doesn’t stay in the past. Explicit content throughout.