LOGINPiper is in love with Cory. It started as an innocent childhood crush that eventually grew into deep feelings. They have known each other since Piper was 5, and Cory was 9, but Cory doesn’t feel the same way; he’s always treated her more like a little sister, and with good reason. She IS his little sister! Well, step-sister.. When Cory comes home for their father's funeral, emotions are running high, and what starts as a little bit of sibling comfort soon turns into something more… Something that's so wrong but feels so right… ------------------------------------------------------- Please note, this is a Forbidden romance between STEP-SIBLINGS. This story will contain detailed chapters of sexual content. If that isn't your thing, then please don’t read. You have been warned. To be clear, the main characters in this story ARE NOT RELATED in any way by blood. This IS NOT an incest story.
View MoreChapter Four Like god knew today was already a shit day, the heavens had opened, and the rain was coming down heavy… But I still didn’t move, and bless Cory, trying to be a good brother, he didn’t say a word to try to convince me to leave yet. ‘I miss him so much’. I mumbled out loud, not sure if he actually heard me at first, but the reassuring squeeze he gave my shoulder told me he did. ‘Me too, Pipes, Me too’. Sighing sadly and sniffing my now blocked-up nose, I pulled away and looked up at him. He looked back down at me with a soft, sad smile. His eyes were the deepest shade of blue... And so freaking beautiful. I wish I could just… tangle my fingers in his hair and pull him down and kiss him right now, but I couldn’t. Of course I fucking couldn’t! He was my fucking brother! I just shook my head and looked away before I did something absolutely stupid, but he put a finger under my chin and turned my face back to look at him. A quiet gasp caught in my throat, and for a tiny,
Chapter ThreeI kept my eyes firmly out of the window as we drove to the church. I couldn’t bring myself to look forward and see Dad's coffin. As we passed, random people on the street would stop and look on with sympathetic glances. Eventually, I had to turn away from those, too and just started down at my hands in my lap, my fingers twisting and turning in an attempt to distract myself. All too soon, though, we pulled in, and the car came to a stop, and we got out. Cory, along with my Uncle and a few cousins, stood and waited for everyone else to head inside. They were his pallbearers. ‘Sarah, you can go inside’. Mum told her sternly, but politely. She didn’t argue; she headed in with other members of the family. The faint sound of music started inside the church, and I reached out to wrap my arm through Mum's. We were going to support each other. I finished, looked up and watched as Dad's coffin was slid out the back, and the guys grabbed the handles, before they started the shor
Chapter TwoI just stood, staring at myself in the mirror. Looking over my outfit of choice, it was as good as anything else. Mum gave her seal of approval, and it was… nice, I guess? But at the end of the day, It was a dress I brought for a reason, I’ll wear it once and then hide it away in my closet and never wear it again. How could I? The painful memories that will be attached to it after today. I never wanted to even see it again, let alone wear it. With a final nod of self-approval, I walked over to the dresser and slid on the bracelets and put in the earrings when there was another knock at the door. ‘Come in!’. I called, attacking the earring backs as Cory opened the door and came in, closing it behind himself. I couldn’t help but take a moment to look him over. He was wearing a black suit with a matching black shirt underneath. His top few buttons were open, exposing the beginning of his chest tattoo. The familiar feeling of attraction started to bubble up in my stomach and
Chapter One I laid in bed, staring up at the ceiling. I didn’t need to look at my clock to know it was late enough that I should be sleeping and earlier enough that I shouldn’t be awake, but how could I sleep right now? In a few hours, my alarm would be ringing, waking me up so I can start my day, get dressed, have some breakfast… bury my father. He had passed away recently from cancer. A long, hard battle for everyone in the family. So we knew it was coming at some point, but it didn’t make things easier, naturally. I broke my heart every single day to see him like that, and then one day he was just.. Gone, leaving a massive hole in the family and my heart that seemed to grow deeper and more painful every single day. …and what would be making an already terrible day worse was that my brother, well, step-brother Cory, would be arriving home in the morning. He was away at college at the moment. He flew back a few times over the past few months, but not as often as I knew Mum or dad






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