Claimed By My Stepbrother Novels & Stories

Before I could gather myself, Rosa spoke. “She’s Zara.” She said gesturing toward me. “Your sister.” The word rang in my head, sharp and disoriented. It suddenly dawned on me that the same man I had a one night with, is actually my stepbrother. It hasn’t clocked in earlier. His expression barely changed. “Step-sister.” Rosa quickly corrected herself. “Your father’s wife’s daughter.” There was silence after that, and it stretched between us. No one breaking it up with any pleasantries, I’m too stun to, but him? I can’t say the same.

OBSESSED WITH MY STEPBROTHER Chapter 2: I Sneak Into My Stepbrother’s Room and Beg Him to Ruin Me I stand outside Kai’s door for what feels like forever, heart hammering so hard I can feel it in my clit. This is insane. He’s my stepbrother. The same boy whose house I grew up in before they shipped me away. We share parents now — technically. This is sick. Forbidden. The kind of thing that destroys families.

he said turning round to the wardrobe checking which outfit to wear,l paused my mind flooding with forgotten memories,stepbrother l now have a brother,l felt a spark of happiness in me but unsure of it,l have been craving to have a brother or sister when l was home but didn't get as my mom only gave birth to me,back then l always felt lonely and sad each time mom and dad goes to work as l had no brother or sister to play withl always wished l would have one someday but never thought that will only be after my mom's death,now here is one standing right in front of me,not just an ordinary one but a handsome one at that, he's every girls dream,l smiled admiring his sexy body as he was busy che

I whispered. “Then what is it?” “I don’t know,” I said, voice shaking. “It just happened.” Kendra stepped closer, her expression soft but serious. “Sienna, he’s your stepbrother.” “I know,” I whispered. “You think I don’t know how messed up it sounds?” She just stared at me, like she was trying to find the right thing to say but couldn’t. “Since when?” I shook my head. “It’s not about time. It’s just… us.”

“You know, Daphne wasn’t totally wrong. She’s been chasing you for decades, throwing herself at you, and you never gave her a second glance. But Chase? Suddenly you’re all protective, possessive even, despite swearing you hate his guts. What’s that about?” I froze, my heart thudding, a cold sweat prickling my neck. “Stop bluffing,” I said, my voice tight, but it sounded weak, like I was trying to convince myself. “There’s nothing to it. He’s my stepbrother, my responsibility. That’s all.”

Callista tried to warn him. “Really? It can’t be that bad. You just don’t want me to pursue him, right? Could it be that you like him too, but are being held back because you’re step-siblings?” The woman stared at him inquisitively. “Whatever you say. At least I’ve given you a warning, and then you can do whatever you want.” Callista didn’t want to argue any longer; she didn’t want to waste her energy on such a trivial matter.

I made my point. "Well, let's try this, say this wedding isn't your mom's wedding or his dad's wedding. There's no stepbrother and stepsister and all that stuff. Will you go back and find him?" I had never thought of this before. What if we weren't stepbrother and stepsister? Would I give us a real chance? For the longest time, I didn't say anything, but probably the word 'yes' was written all over my face. "I see," Gabe said, reading my expression.

I remarked, sliding my phone into my pocket. “Since when does he care?” Vivian asked, a look of confusion on her face. “He has been acting nice since our parents got married.” I shrugged, noting the change in his behavior. “Or is he…?” she said, smiling with a hint of playfulness. “No! That's disgusting. He's my stepbrother.” I exclaimed, expressing my disgust at her imagination. “Okay, if you say so,” she said and continued with her chores, respecting my perspective.

I told her about my encounter with Zane and how the universe has decided to punish me by making us step-siblings. "I think this is the worst it can get." I sniffed dramatically. "Though mom said he's barely home, so I think I can manage." "Then why leave now?" "I have to stay around before the wedding this weekend, and I can confirm if she's right or not. I haven't given her a response yet." Nova nodded and patted my shoulder gently. "It's already bad enough, I don't think there's anything worse than having that asshole for a stepbrother."

Zara added, her tone softening slightly, “It’s just a matter of time before I get him swooning over me.” “Thanks for the update. I needed a laugh tonight.” She always had a way of uplifting my mood. Zara grinned. “Anytime, girl. But are you really alright? You know you can talk to me.” She looked at me in a concerned way. “Nothing much, except the fact that I have a stepbrother, I think.” “What!” Zara exclaimed.