Full House: Stephanie Book Series Novels & Stories

Stephanie‘s POV The move to Henry’s house feels surreal, like none of it is really real. His home is an elegant masterpiece, understated yet undeniably luxurious, with polished wood floors that gleam under soft, golden lighting. The walls are adorned with tasteful art pieces, and every detail screams sophistication. I’m greeted by his staff with warm smiles and deference, introduced as “Mr. Rush’s future fiancée.” Hearing the words makes my stomach tighten in a way I can’t quite explain. There’s something unnerving about the title, about the weight it carries. They are kind, too kind, and their familiarity with me feels odd, like they've been expecting me for a long time.

And yet… A fleeting glance at Chad told her she wasn’t alone in her unease. His expression remained unreadable, but in his eyes, Olivia saw something—an unspoken understanding that only they shared. For a second, a silent message passed between them: This is it. We’re going to be step-siblings, and there’s no going back. But before she could dwell on that thought, Hilda swept her into a tight hug, squeezing her so hard that Olivia almost forgot to breathe. “Oh, sweetheart, isn’t it wonderful? I’m so happy you’re here to share this with us.”

Amber He was doing it on purpose again. Daring me to take the humiliation. We were in the middle of the city, surrounded by rushing folks going about their business. At any time, one of them was going to wonder about the strange expensive car parked at the side, and then they’d want to peer closer…. And they would find me having sex with my step-uncle. But right now, all I can think of is getting fucked senseless because my pussy cannot hold back another second.

Mine. I grabbed the nearest tree trunk, squeezing until bark cracked under my palm. “Enough,” I snarled, trying to force the wolf back. “You don’t get a say in this. She’s human. She’s my….. ” My step-sister. A word that made bile burn up my throat. The wolf didn’t care. He only cared that her scent had settled on my skin like a brand. For the first time in years, I wasn’t the one in control. By the time I reached school, I had myself pulled together. Barely. Enough to pretend the world hadn’t shifted beneath my feet.

I don’t miss that Stephanie is conveniently seated right beside Harlan, or the way she never passes up a chance to let their arms brush. The delicious caviar tastes like cardboard on my tongue. I lost my appetite a long time ago. “So, Stephanie,” Ozias Rousseau finally breaks the uncomfortable silence, “how’s school going? I heard you’re already a junior litigant at your uncle’s law firm in Korea.” Stephanie’s gorgeous face becomes even prettier as she smiles at him. “School is pretty hectic but nothing I can’t handle. My team won their first ever court case last week, so everything is sailing smoothly at the moment.”

In no time at all, we arrive at the apartment that Brooke shares with her mother. She had tried to move out on her own a few years ago, but her father passed away and she didn’t want her mother to be alone, so she moved back in. I get out of the car scanning my surroundings, I’ve become accustomed to doing that since Markus has turned up on scene. Jacob sends me a smile as we both make our way towards the old metal steps.

She suddenly smashed the glass of drink on the floor, making it shattered and I sighed. Her crazy actions have begun to attract the guest's attention also. "Is this proof you wanted to kill your own brother's wife?" I asked with a calm expression on my face even though, I'm boiling from within. I don't know why I keep meeting betrayed people, especially since yesterday. First, it was my boyfriend with my best friend, and now, a sister trying to kill her blood brother's wife. "I'm out of here!" She hissed, making an attempt to leave but Fred, who hasn't said a word since the drama started stood in front of her, glaring hard at her.

He looked at Bea who was still carrying Caleb and realized that the two were so close, they really looked like mother and son. Callum covered his face and sighed. What was he thinking? He was trying to get close to Caleb because he did not want Caleb to have a stepmother! But the thought of someone like Bea being his stepmother was not a bad idea. It would have been better if it was her. He sighed once more. What was he thinking? Bea and Caleb went to the wave pool together. It was then that she realized that Callum was no longer following them. “Caleb, where’s your dad?” Bea asked the child who was currently enjoying himself at the shallow part of the pool.

Her right leg was twisted and deformed, and she looked like a stray dog who'd just had its spine snapped in two. "Austin… I was wrong… Please bring me home…" Winter looked up at Austin as bloodied tears fell down her face, her stench overwhelming him. Austin gulped. The 20 years he'd spent doting on her clashed with the betrayal he felt, and it just kept tearing at his chest. Winter might have been his younger stepsister, whom he'd doted on and spoiled for 20 years. However, she was also the same person who had utterly destroyed his life.