Novel & Cerita Confessions Of An Ugly Stepsister

What the hell is wrong with me? The realization hit me like a splash of ice water. She was my stepsister. She was David's prized possession. Standing this close, feeling the soft curve of her waist under my hand and the desperate rise of her chest, I realized I wasn't just angry at her….I was losing my damn mind. And if I did not control it in time, I might just do what I don't expect to do. I couldn't believe it. Instantly becoming disgusted at myself for feeling sexually drawn to my stepsister, I violently released her wrists and stepped back.

Melody has always been Daddy’s good girl. Since Nick entered her life when she was eight, he has been more than just her stepfather. He became the father she trusted, the person she depended on, and the one whose approval meant everything to her. After losing her mother five years ago, Melody and Nick became even closer. Their shared grief turned them into a family of two, and Melody slowly built her entire life around taking care of him. Now, at eighteen and freshly out of high school, Melody should be stepping into adulthood. Instead, she is still living by Nick’s rules. She cooks for him. She takes care of the house. She goes to church with him every Sunday. She worries about disappo

The confession slipped out, vulnerable and true. My quiet personality cracked open, enough to let him peek inside the storm I’d hidden for years. He stepped closer, towering over me, that commanding presence making my knees weak. “This is dangerous, princess. I’m your stepfather. Your mother…” “Mom’s not here,” I whispered, bold from the whiskey and the pressing desires he’d left me with since the sleepwalking night. I set my glass down and reached for his hand. “Dance with me? Just for a minute. The weather is too cold to ignore.”

I was caught off guard by what he did, the reason I wasn’t able to avoid it anymore. He didn’t say anything and we remained to stare at each other as I could smell the alcohol from him. Although the smell was unpleasant, I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He's just really like a w*****n character. “You’re… ugly.” What the fuck did he just call me? “I can’t believe my step-sister is as ugly as you,” he continued before smirking and letting go of my nape. I was too stunned to speak as I watched him try his best to balance himself as he got up from the floor, and just casually walked away going to his bedroom. Did I hear it right? He just called me ugly.

'I am the Aiden Knight, a millionaire at 25, among the top ten most eligible bachelors of the year according to Forbes. I can get anything and anyone I want, Except one, that's my step sister. I cannot have the one thing I crave desperately' my stepsister. Our story started in Texas. I went on a business trip to look at one of my restaurants in texas. That's when I saw her, Aria William, my memorable one nightstand. And I didn't know that she is my step-sister.

"Fuck, what are you? A psycho stalker whore desperate to get laid? Just like your mother?" My late mom was a Pack hooker who got knocked up by Gamma Baldwin and I was the unwanted result who grew into the undesirable Omega. Horny and ignored. Now thanks to my lovely stepsister, everyone knew my fantasies. Now he knew. Damien sat with disgust on his face at the ugly revelation of what lay beneath the facade of my friendship. "Really? Ogling my boyfriend makes your pussy ache? What a loser. Babe, check this line out." My evil stepsister chuckled, clearly having fun. Having fun humiliating me.

BACK TO PRESENT Stella sighed. "How lustful my father is to even go after such an elderly woman whose as old his mother. How crazy my stepmother is of my father. How overprotective she is of him, yet she can't even caught him cheating on her. Fucking hell. The drama. Man, these people are sick! Cruel, wicked, sinful, and lustful.” She tilted her head into the door.

“I wanted to die seeing her touch you. I ruined your life because I’m sick… I’m obsessed with you, Damien. I’ve been in love with you since we were teenagers. I couldn’t stand you being with anyone else. I’m sorry… I’m so fucking sorry!” Her twisted confession sent me into a frenzy. I yanked her hair back hard, choking her neck while I switched holes… slamming into her dripping pussy for a dozen brutal thrusts, then back into her gaping ass without warning. I slapped her face, spit on her tongue, and used her like a worthless fucktoy. “You framed your own stepbrother because you’re a selfish, cock-hungry cunt,” I growled, pounding her mercilessly. “Yes, Sir! I’m your worthless stepsister who

“What the hell are you doing here, you bitch?” “I-I…” I stammered, my voice barely a whisper as I took a shaky step back, my heart hammering in my chest. “I didn’t mean to—” “You didn’t mean to what?” Stephanie snapped, cutting me off as she stormed toward me, her heels clicking loudly against the tiled floor. “Spy on us? Are you some kind of freak?” She let out a harsh, mocking laugh. “Of course, you are. Always hanging around these guys, thinking you're so special. You’re pathetic.”

Olive yelled crying. “Ohhh, Dear stepfather, I will take care of your heritage,” I said sitting on the floor beside Olivia. “What,” She asked, looking at me. “Yes Olivia you are my step-sister,” I said looking into her shocked eyes. “No, it can't be possible,” She said, biting her lips. “It is Olivia, My mother left my father because of him” I yelled, leaving her alone in her house. I lit up a cigarette before calling Joseph. “Hi Stephen,” He said as usual.