Bullied By My Stepbrothers Novels & Stories

He can’t go pushing away everyone good in my life. “Is this friend harmful?” he asks curiously. “No, he’s just a simple guy focusing on his studies. He’s the only friend I’ve ever had,” I mumble, embarrassed, though it doesn’t seem to surprise him. “But why would your stepbrother do that?” Somehow, I feel better sharing it with someone for the first time, even though I barely know this person. I must be extremely angry. “Caden’s my stepbrother, and he’s been cruel to me since our parents met.”

I muttered under my breath. "Well, your future father is an alpha. I'm sure you must have heard about our new alpha. He has a child a year older than you." I stared wide-eyed at my mom. "He will also go to the same school as you." My mom spoke casually without noticing the look on my face. I couldn't believe I would have a stepbrother and stepfather of much higher status than me. They were the alpha, and I was the omega in this house. Imagining what kind of pressure I would face when facing them scared me.

“And you're so dumb to think that I would want to screw you, if I knew you were my step brother?“ I fired back. “What?“ He snapped. “Me? Dumb?“ He asked as if the word was an abomination. As if someone as insignificant as I, doesn't deserve to call him that. Jaxon glared at me murderously—one that would have made me cower a week ago, but not anymore. I don't know what happened but since that betrayal from Ashen and Lyra, I had gotten quite courageous. Maybe because I realised being careful and quiet only made me to be tramped upon and treated like trash. I stepped closer, my eyes never leaving his. That darn scent wrapped around me. Again! “Yes, stepbrother. Guinness should send you a plaque

“My mom loves my brothers. Lucas and Dylan? They’re her little princes, her pride and joy. She adores them, gives them everything—nice rooms, good food, all the love. Me?” Her voice broke, her eyes glistening. “I’ve been bullied since I was a kid. Yelled at, beaten, blamed for things I didn’t do. My brothers lie, make up stories to get me in trouble, and my parents never listen. They just… conclude I’m the problem. I’m not family to them. I’m less than the maids, Seb. They got comfortable rooms, hot meals. I got scraps, leftovers, and a cot in the basement. That’s my life.”

I say taking a step away from him and raising my palm up to put some space between us. "You don't understand what you're saying. You're my fucking stepbrother for heavens sake" I said raising my voice. "You're not my sister. We aren't siblings Genie" he takes a step closer. "And who do you think care about these things?" "But I do" I say, finally losing my calm. "you can't just throw it out like that on my face about your feeling and expect me to do nothing" " If you love me you wouldn't have bullied me. If you had whatever feeling you had for me from the start you wouldn't have started those rumours about me. For years Ryder. Three fucking years."

“I can’t believe that your alphas or even your brother haven’t stepped in.” “I told you it’s complicated. They don’t know about stuff like the whipping and anything else is not worth their time. If I can’t fight my own simple battles, I’m not worth the time or the effort. I’m a beta by blood and should be strong enough to handle my problems without running to them with every little problem. Some levels of minor bullying are tolerated by my brother and his friends. It’s a survival of the fittest mentality.”

I said boldly and the next thing I felt was his punch landing on my face. Did this old man just punch me? “You ruined her life! Do you know that she's even your step sister? Do you know those you're hurting because of your selfish love?” Dad yelled at me and I felt humiliated. “She isn't my step sister anymore! Stop addressing her that way! You and mum aren't even together again!” I replied.

I saw his gaze move to the meat I’ve just finished frying and quickly jumped to cover his lips with my palm, “Noo, noo.” But he was taller than me and much more muscular. In fact, all my stepbrothers were tall, well-built young handsome dudes who I’m shy to say…make my nipples itch sometimes when they’re around me. “Guys, she’d done frying the meat,” he yelled out to the boys who wasted no time rushing for the door. I hurried to the kitchen door and closed it, trying to lock it when they started pushing with me. I hated them, they always treated me like just another dude. No tint of softness, no lady treatment, living with them was pure torture.

I think I just pissed him off. My new stepbrother seems to be the one with the bad temper. He reaches out and snatches my hair in his hands and jerks me again his body, he brings his face close to my neck and sticks out his tongue slowly licking down the side of my neck making my body shiver with disgust.

my stepfather says as we step out of the car and I am being supported by my stepbrothers to stand straight. “Yes…I'm…wrecked” I repeat and my mom urges us to go in faster. They have no idea they are ushering me to my forbidden experience. Our parents retreat to their room and my stepbrothers lead me into mine with gentle hands and rough intentions, they are going to ruin me. My door is pushed opened as as soon as we get in and Harvey shuts it, they are both on me, one at my front and the other at my back, pressing me right in their middle.