روايات وقصص ضمن Angela White Stepbrother

Which I refused to believe. But ever since, what was once a loving father and daughter relationship, turned into one formed between an alpha and a slave. Angela, my step-sister, had been the only one who persisted on showing me a true sibling relationship. “He’s an asshole. I can’t believe the moon goddess picked him as your mate,” Angela scoffed, glaring at her phone murderously. If looks could kill, I’m pretty sure Dash would be dead right now. I bit my lip. Hard. And the tears in the corners of my eyes, the tears I’ve been holding back all this while, started to fall.

Cristian walked closer to Angela. Angela is still sitting in her oversized chair. "There is something that makes the Director of the GU company come here," exclaimed Angela. "Can I sit down?" Cristian exclaimed as he pointed to the chair beside him, right facing Angela, just blocked by a work desk. "Please." Cristian sat there and sighed. "I just found out that you were one of the descendants of the Calief family. I also just found out that you are Caroline's stepbrother, "cried Cristian, and Angela was still silent.

You see, one thing I mastered after being my father's daughter is that tears don't look demure on a beautiful face like me. I have seen and been through so much to cry over an asshole who thinks I am not enough. If Ryan needed that satisfaction when he announced our breakup,then he will have to wait for his next target. “ You look like a mess.” A deep familiar voice sounded from across the room. My eyes scanned the area until they landed on him. Zander fucking Johnston, my stepbrother. A groan left my lips involuntarily. “ What the hell are you doing here? This is my house.” I snarled, a scorching glare fixed on his face.

Please. 'Damien Anderson was my stepbrother?! How on earth?'

Name of ex-fiancé: Grayson Thorne. The name hit like a blow. His eyes tracked it twice, three times, before reality locked into place. Grayson. That bastard. Of all the men in the world… it had to be that arrogant, two-faced, shit-head of a stepbrother. The paper burned in his grip. His skin felt too tight for his body, the air around him pressing in until he didn’t know if he wanted to laugh, rage, or punch his fist through the wall. “How the fuck did this happen?” he growled, throwing the file over the railing; the papers scattered like petals in the wind.

"You might not recognize the name, but she’s someone worth knowing. Sophia White is Angela’s mother." Jessica’s jaw dropped slightly, but she recovered quickly, her surprise giving way to skepticism. "Angela’s mother? She’s never mentioned her before. Not once." "That’s because their relationship is… complicated," Bishop explained, his tone careful. "Sophia’s a businesswoman, and from what I’ve uncovered, she’s a very private person. Most people know her as the widow of Thomas White, a wealthy entrepreneur who died under mysterious circumstances years ago." Jessica blinked, absorbing the information. The pieces of the puzzle shifted again, but they still didn’t fit together. "Mysterious circ

"Bro, I don't know even know who you are—" "But I know who you are. I know all about you," he cut me off. "Ryder Jake Williams. The surfer. The player. The stepbrother. You're her fucking stepbrother and you just have to make a move on her. You have to get her to fall in love with you. And now, because of you, she has to leave her entire life behind. She'll lose her family, her friends, and she’ll have to give up on her dreams—"

Said, Jack Angela looked through the window; all she felt was anger and hatred, all these years, she had let this bully she had called a dad control her, and now she had found out he was not her dad. Maybe it is a good thing they aren't blood-related; she is much better off away from this place; Jack saw tears rolling down his sister's cheek; this was the first time he had seen his sister cry; he leaned in to hug her "What are you doing?" She snapped, realizing he did not know she was his stepsister." "I was about to hug you; why are you being so weird?" "Sorry, I am fine." Angela stood up and walked back to her room. It had started to rain; something about the rain had made her feel calm ev

Owen blinked his pitch-black eyes, "Aunt Haley, can I be Angela's older brother? I will protect her just like tonight and won't let anyone bully her!" Haley smiled slightly, "That depends on whether Angela is willing or not." Owen quickly reached out to hold the little girl's hand, "Angela, can I be your brother?" However, there was no response. Angela's eyes were locked onto Ivan, full of greed. Haley couldn't understand why Angela was so interested in Ivan Winston, it was the same a few days ago on the main road and now. She hugged the child in her arms tightly and said softly, "Mr. Winston, I will go treat Angela's wound first. Please excuse me."