Claimed By My Stepbrother Novels & Stories

I love your clothes, you look hot in them. "Is that the kind of stupid compliment, you are supposed to be saying to your stepsister." I frowned and he just laughed at me. "I'm not buying that, you are Scarlet's boyfriend and you are not supposed to be saying such a thing to me. Buzz off." I sarcastically attempted to walk away, when he held my arm. "So, you accept me as your Stepbrother." He chuckled. "It kind of feels weird, saying Stepbrother, just refer to me as your brother, since we are going to be family anyway?'

I want to say it serves her right but since my father loved her ,I can at least try to make her see that her kids are the only ones who can take care of her because she has no one who cares for her. "I don't need anybody's help, I want except that old man just because I need money,he was disrespectful the day I talked to him." She hissed. I rolled my eyes. I don't think she knows what real life is. "So what about my Stepbrother?" I asked and she scoffed. "He is in jail." She told me. "Why?" I asked her even though I wasn't surprised at her revelation. It was only a matter of time before my stepbrother got arrested, he is a thief.

“Lena… pushed me off the stairs? She… she would never do that!” “She was controlled,” my mother said gently, almost too carefully. “…By your stepbrother.” My head snapped toward her. Stepbrother? Stepbrother? I felt like my brain was splitting in two. Stepbrothers? I have stepbrothers? How… what…? She held up her hands, reading the panic on my face. “I think I should stop… that’s too much information for one moment. I’ll tell you more when you’re ready… but son… Alex really loves you. He means well. He will never hurt you.”

“He’s my mom’s stepbrother, so he’s not really my uncle.” Something weird is vibing in the air and I shoot her a piercing look. “Okay, but why does that matter? What are you hiding?” “Nothing!” she squeals, cheeks flushing even more red. “I’m not hiding anything,” she protests. “But I just want to stress that he’s my mom’s stepbrother, and not biological brother.” I squint. “Yeah, but again, why does that even matter? I mean these are all old people, right? Who cares if he’s related to you by blood or water?”

I can sense that he wants to talk, but has something on his inside, betraying his lips by clamping them tightly shut like they are invisibly glue with gum. Rising to his feet, he stares at me with those ocean blue eyes I've got, takes a deep breath, then walks towards where I am, on my wheelchair. "He's your step brother. He's the reason why you're here in this state." I stay completely still, confused, beyond shocked and damn clueless. WTAF!? "Step brother! You never mentioned any step brother to me."I accuse the moment I find my voice. My chest starts doing a turmoil on my inside, as I force my breath to stay steady. And all my brain can properly align is the word 'Step Brother'

She is a pearl clutcher. “For goodness’ sake he is not my brother, Mom. He is my stepbrother. That is, it. It’s too late. So, stop being on your high horse about this. We love each other and will get married and have cubs.” What the fuck am I saying. Nobody has talked about marriage.

she adds softly, and after some consideration, I reluctantly agree. “But I would like to add a clause to the agreement documents,” I add, and she agrees and we've a nice conversation before leaving her to rest in her room. I left the house without even bidding anyone goodby, I head outside, only to encounter my so-called stepbrother. On sighting me, he drop the call and then dip his hand into his pocket with a wide smile. Walking closer to him, I adjust his shirt. "I'm very sorry things didn't go according to your plan, but I suggest you do better next time," I mock, though I knew he’s not the one.

It's a lie, right? I whimpered. Why is everything so messed up?! There is no way that was fabricated as it was done in one of the reputable hospital in the city. I gripped the edges of the table,sulking and being imploded with several intricate feelings. Oh,Lord! Daniel is my step brother! My fvcking step brother,I almost married my step brother!

My forehead wrinkled in confusion. “What? How does that affect all of this mess? We would have just had a normal step-sibling relationship and life would have been so much easier.” “That’s where you get it wrong, Rosalie. We could have never had a normal step-sibling relationship. That was never going to happen.” “Why?” “Why? Are you kidding me now, Rosalie? What kind of stepbrother wants to see his stepsister cum? Huh? What kind of stepbrother strokes his dick in the shower imagining his stepsister choke on his cock?”

“Delete it and block the number. I’ll handle this.” “Handle it how?” I snapped, voice cracking like the anxious teenager I apparently still was. “We can’t just ignore this. What if they send it to your dad? Or post it somewhere? My mom would lose her mind. ‘Oh honey, you’re screwing your stepbrother?’”