Falling For My Stepbrother Novels & Stories

I cursed discarding the thing to the floor and erupting from the couch, then walked to the wine cabinet and pulled out a fresh bottle. “Bruh, what crawled up your ass and died? You’ve been absent-minded the entire time you've sat there.” Romeo asked walking to where I was and clamped my shoulder tightly, “Is everything alright? You’ve never been this distracted.” No. Not even a single thing is alright because that damn boy I have been working hard to get off my mind sprung back from wherever he disappeared to and guess what, he is my fuckin’ stepbrother. “I’m fine.” I snapped instead, then walked back to the couch and plopped myself.

Let me show you how to make Leo see you differently. My thumb hovered over send. But I couldn’t do it. Not when one word from me could ruin everything. After all, I was nothing more than her brother's best friend. The older brother of the man she loved. And that was all I was ever going to be to her.

My stepbrother’s wife. My childhood crush. Reality crashed down on me like a tidal wave. Guilt, shame, and disbelief flooded my senses all at once. Though she had initiated everything the night before, I couldn’t escape the truth—I had crossed an unforgivable line. I had betrayed my stepbrother. I had betrayed myself. Without saying a word, I quietly left the room. I told myself it was a mistake—just a drunken accident. I convinced myself it would never matter… after all, I believed I was infertile.

Nicole picked on the fourth ring and just when I was about to start spilling what had gone down between Mason and I, she spoke. “Have you gotten over the ridiculous feeling you have for your step brother?” She asked and my words got caught in my throat. I couldn’t possibly tell her about kissing Mason now, especially when she thinks the feeling I have for him is ridiculous. Although she’s not wrong, what kind of a person falls in love with their step brother? “Uhh, Yeah, yeah,” I stammered as I clicked my teeth and tried to come up with a believable excuse, “you know, it’s really ridiculous but I’ve thought myself to get over it.” I lied and Nicole sighed.

His touch had my breath hitching, the gentleness of it prompting me to close my eyes. "What did he do?" he asked, making me close my eyes as fresh tears escaped. How had he straight up known his step-brother had something to do with it. I couldn't control the tears as I fully relived the moment, starting from the text to Roman walking out on me. "Jesus Ayla, talk to me." I felt the cushion dip beside me as he sat down, followed by his hand on my back. "He's cheating on me," I mumbled, unable to stop myself from letting it out.

I get back in his face. "No Zander I'm not. I'm sorry you don't want to grow up and treat women with any respect but I'm fine with that. Allie is my girlfriend and Kat is going to be my step sister. I'm not ashamed so if you think you can hide the news your wrong. I won't make her feel unwelcome here." Zane stormed out of my room and slammed the door. I'm sure he was going to tell Dad all about it. I mean yeah Kat looked hot last night. Not at all how she normally dresses at school and man Portia was mad as hell that she has new competition. Maybe with a little help I could change Kat into someone I didn't have to be embarrassed of.

"Come on, why do you look as if this is your last day on earth? Cheer up. I'm sure you will come to love him. It happens. People have arranged marriages all the time and they end up falling in love. I'm sure you will be fine.” Isa's best friend Crystal Jo has said to her in the dressing room. Isa shrugged, “That's like one percent out of hundred of them out there. Besides, I think his brother is …” She paused, thinking better of the words that had formed in her head without permission. “His brother? You mean Raymond Walter? Did you meet him?” Crystal’s eyes lit up. “Well, not exactly.” Isa shuddered as the moment at the Walter Hotel flashed in her head. Her face flushed hot.

Esme stood on the Altar alone, waiting for the groom who had disappeared. Standing alone on the Altar on her big day should have been devastating. That too when the groom was her best friend of fifteen years and fiancé of four years. She should have seen this coming. And she should be a crying mess. But she is not. Strangely, she is feeling relieved. Her gaze fixed on Leo Ashford, her Fiancé's elder brother. The wrong brother she fell for. The brother she shouldn't be thinking about. The brother who is off limits. The last man to whom she shouldn't have lost her virginity.

Like it was a statement he made on a daily basis. He was saying all the right things that made him sound like the perfect gentleman, and his dad the perfect step father, everything that drunk Dean, my mother's man child was not and could never be. I felt emotions pulling at me and I knew I was falling hard and fast for my best friend's brother. He was supposed to be a one night stand. How did it all go haywire?

because it was the truth that I was unwilling to admit. The majority said that Marco and I weren't suitable for each other, that I was too stable, too grounded, to be with an entitled heir like him. I had wanted to prove them all wrong, I had loved Marco, ignored the whispers. I had chosen him, over and over. He forgot birthdays, he forgot special occasions and like always, I defended him, covered him up, and now, as his elder brother's words cut through the air, something cracked within me, and I felt like my world was swinging.