Fated To My 4 Bully Stepbrothers Novels & Stories

Far away from anyone, especially my siblings. I was born in a family with seven step-siblings. According to them, I was the fifth son just by a couple years. The other seven were full siblings. They shared the same mother while mine was a concubine and was treated very poorly by the main wife. Children tend to mimic their parents, and soon my loving siblings bullied me as well. At first, it was simple pranks. Then it turned violent with some punches and beatings. As we got older, the jokes became more murderous. I was no longer a brother or peasant. I was called a monster and half-breed.

She’s mine, she’s supposed to be mine. And then it hits me. I’ve claimed her. The fated bond may not exist, but somewhere along the way, I claimed her as my own. I don’t even know when it happened. I want her. I want her back. And now I realize, maybe I can’t fight a fated bond. Maybe I was wrong. Suddenly, someone almost rams into me. “Sorry, cousin,” Stephan mutters as he strides past with visible anger. He’s my father’s sister’s son and one of the trainers for the new recruits in our army, alongside my brother Antonio.

I didn't know why, but I had my trust placed on him. I followed him to the counter, where he ordered two bottles. I wonder where Amber had gone to, a minute she was by my side, another minute, she had suddenly disappeared. "So tell me, how did you meet a bully like him" "Who?" I asked and had his gazed directed to a particular angle and i followed it. "Oh! Huxley...well he is my step brother and I am pretty sure he was just messing around that day. He is never a bully and has never been one" I was rather surprised the day he had acted in such ungodly manner.

With that, he abruptly ended the call. Everything about the way he spoke grated on my nerves. Oh, how I wished I could magically get my hands on him and tear him apart. Alfred was my stepbrother, and he had always been the black sheep of the family. Our father had dealt with him on several occasions before his passing. After his demise, we discovered that he had left all his possessions to me.

Hayley just walked to her room and shut the door behind her, she kept her hand over her stomach and smiled slightly. Hayley was the daughter of the pack's beta and she was the future beta, or had she thought that was until her step mother convinced her step-brother to be the beta and her father who had always thought that she was useless agreed to her step-mother's wish making Hayley devastated. Everyone knew that her father didn't favour her, and so her step-sister and her step-brother always took turns to bully and not just them, many other pack members also bullied her.

This situation is anything but amusing right now. “Don’t give me that st, you piece of st. Isn’t your niece mated to her fg brother?” my dad growls. “Stepbrother, you ass… I mean,” Uncle Nate stops himself before he says “asshole” and gets a size 16 boot shoved up his asshole. “Carli and Parker aren’t even really step-siblings anymore after my brother and sister-in-law fully adopted her. They share no fg blood.” “And I didn’t even mark my mate. She wouldn’t let me. There is nothing sick about this situation. We shared no blood either,” Dad huffed, crossing his arms and daring anyone to argue with him.

How come there is nothing left anymore? “Hey Sweety." I heard that voice that always makes my skin crawl and I took my eyes up from my crouched position and towering over me was a male figure who had one hand placed on the fridge head. It was my super annoying step brother Benjamin . He made my childhood and early teen years horrible with his constant bullying and cheer wickedness but recently he has been trying to be sweet to me but it's not because he has become a better person but due to the fact that he has now developed this sick, disgusting fantasy in his head of being intimate with me because of his constant viewing of p**n, especially the step sister edition.

After a few seconds, we broke from the hug, and Jackson let out a sigh as he stared at me. “Are you okay?” He asked me, looking at my pale face. “I’m fine bro.” My voice sounded low, “I’m just worried.” “Thea told me she's your mate… and our…” He paused, placing his hand on my shoulder, “Should I say, step-sister?” I nodded my head a little in affirmation. “I’m so sorry man, for what Mum and Dad did to her,” Jack spoke with his face etched with sadness. “Don't be,” I spoke, furrowing my brow in anger as he mentioned them.

he beckons to me, leaving me utterly astonished by the unexpected turn of events. The realization hits me like a ton of bricks—could this man be my stepbrother? The shock of being referred to as his sister reverberates through me, as I recall having no brother. As he withdraws from embracing my mother, he shares his sorrow, expressing his frustration over the sudden loss of his father. "I'm devastated that my father left us in this way. It's hard to pinpoint his killer as he had numerous enemies," he mourns softly. I flutter my eyelashes, mesmerized by the richness of his voice. A wave of forbidden thoughts crosses my mind—could it be wrong to feel a stir of attraction towards my stepbrother

Chapter Four I was just eight-years old when I my father came back to our home. Yes, he left us for the Bruse Mafia. He worked there for years, he use all his knowledge to work to them but because of changes, he decided to leave that organization. And of course, the consequences of that, he'll die. And so as my Mom. But little did we know, before that tragedy happened, when he came back, he introduced Freyia as my step-sister.