Deceiving My Bully Stepbrother Novels & Stories

When I got home, I threw away everything he had given me. Lying in bed, tears streamed down my face. A relationship that spanned years was over just like that. I was woken up by a splash of cold water in the morning. My father was holding an empty glass. "You wretched girl! You almost killed Winona! You knew she was sick, yet you still bullied her!" My stepmother pretended to say tearfully, "I know you don't like your sister, but you can't do this to her! This a human life we’re talking about!"

I feel like I could jump through the window if I weren’t on the fourth floor. I can’t control the nervous act of chewing my inner cheek and tugging on the hem of my shirt. “You’re sick,” I croak, looking away from his blazing eyes filled with satisfaction. “Don’t you think it’s a little too absurd for someone as sick as you to insinuate that? You don’t fucking take advantage of your drunk stepbrother, Mad.” He keeps emphasizing the word stepbrother like we really share the same blood. “Stepbrother,” I retort.

I swear to God that I would make him pay. My brother was smirking like his life was not in danger. I shook my head. He was always like that since we were children. Every time that someone was bullying him, he always said that my brother would come after him. He was always proud of me. And even now he thinks that I could defeat all of the people who've hurt him. "He was my brother Troy, idiot you abducted the wrong person, now you can scan him if he does have the power to kill you all. Because I think you were delusional thinking about you can defeat my brother hahaha"

I have to let him down nicely so our relationship won't be awkward. "Zayne, I'm flattered, I really am, but our parents are married, which makes you my stepbrother. There are way too many fishes in the ocean to go fishing in my family pool, even if we aren't technically related." I say the words, trying to convince myself that is how I really feel, but my wet panties know otherwise. A look of confusion flashed across his face before he starts laughing... A gutsy laugh that I found endearing for a second until I realize he's laughing at me.

He dared to laugh after saying a lewd monstrosity. “That’s incest.” I pointed out the obvious knowing damn well he wasn’t going to have it. “And?” “The boy is my stepbrother.” “Uh-huh. Stepbrother. Meaning you have all the right to hump him to your heart’s content.” He said and all I wanted at that moment was to give him a good smack. Before I could come up with words to answer him, a faint knock came from the door, and for some reason, I froze in my posture. One, it wasn’t my mom because the knock was rather too forceful than hers.

A friend invited me and I'll be going with Lexi and Liam, I promised I'm not going to drink and will be back before curfew" I rushed my words and waited for the reaction. "I'd this sone kind of a joke?" Her replied took me by surprise. "No, why do you ask?" "Dear I appreciate that you consulted me instead of sneaking out and yes, it's okay if you go… Liam and Lexi are going right?" I nodded. "Good! I'm so glad you're finally losing up, I was afraid you're getting bullied at school or something" Yes, I was and it got worse when you decided to make my bully my stepbrother by getting engaged to his dad and guess what mom, I fell in love with him and right now he's with a another lady in his roo

Zac, dressed sharply in a suit, suddenly turned around, his wolf-like eyes glaring at me. "What did you just call me?" When I first saw Zac at my mom’s new husband’s place, I knew why he had broken up with me. But I thought we could get along peacefully, never imagining he had hated me all this time. He allowed people at school to bully me without a second glance, standing by as rumors about me spread. Yet I stubbornly refused to call him "brother," as if doing so would mean there was no future left for us. "Brother, can we stop fighting, please?"

"When I was a child, I lost a fight outside. I went home and told my brother. He might look very honest, but he took me out and found someone to kidnap the one who bullied me. He had him beaten to a pulp. He told me that if we were bullied, then we had to repay evil with evil. The things that the adults couldn't handle had to be solved by ourselves." "You can't even begin to imagine how cruel my brother is, and you have never seen his modus operandi in ending lives." "However, he has always been good at maintaining a calm composure and would never reveal his intentions through his emotions." "As my father once said, you can offend anyone but my brother. I am a real villain, but my brother is

~ Lily~ We were definitely going to act like that didn’t just happen as he remained silent like I was, moving with little pace, when it was really like we just moved our legs slowly not necessarily walking with a purpose. “A very protective brother, yeah?” He still found a way to smile after what just happened. I stopped in my tracks to face him, wondering and thinking it through if I should let him know he wasn’t really my brother. But there wouldn’t be a need for that since this was an easier understandable situation. How would I tell him he was probably beside their possible disagreement, he was only doing that to bully me since that’s the only thing he does with me.

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.