Goth Stepsister Novels & Stories

I had spent twenty minutes the other night watching her from afar in our garden while she danced, unaware I was even there, reading into the movement of her body. All I needed was one more look, one more second, to realize where I had seen this stranger before. And here she was. My stepsister. Stripping in a place like this. The thought made a dark, poisonous anger claw at my throat. She was better than this place, better than the wandering eyes of the losers in the dark, and yet here she was, offering herself up for a handful of cash. The disrespect she was showing herself and, by extension, our name, made my blood boil.

Killing them was usually just as hard, though. “So who was the hunter?” I asked, shuffling back in my seat. “Esther – that was my girlfriend – was searching for a witch to help her undo the curse. Who better to track down a witch than a woman trained to do so from birth?” He shrugged. “That was when I met Steph. Stephanie,” he corrected, and then he frowned to himself, as though admonishing himself for rudely using her nickname. “She was very much like you. Though she didn’t have the spark of passion that you do, Callie. She was more... clinical. By the book.”

Not that I was being paranoid but why do I have a bad feeling about this? "Hey, What are you looking at?" Kaycee asked as the latter looked in the direction I was staring. "Something wrong?" She added. "I didn't know they were friends," I mumbled. "Who?" Kaycee curiously asked. "My stepsister and those two girls." "Who? The girl Trisha and Phillis talking with?" "Yeah." "No way! Leanna Gutierrez is your stepsister?" Kaycee looked shocked when she turned to me. "You know her?" I asked, frowning.

"Don't even think about it! Trash will always be trash, and don't ever expect me to pick it up." Hearing Kimberly's words about her mother, Deborah clenched her fists. She roughly grabbed Kimberly's shoulder, forcing the girl to face her. "Don't you dare act like that towards my mom! Regardless, she's married to Daddy. You have no right to treat her like that!" Deborah shouted, her eyes glaring. But it didn't scare Kimberly. She even stepped forward, as if challenging the girl in front of her. Deborah was the one slowly stepping back in fear. "You're just like your mother. Both of you are trash that will never be noble, even if you're placed in a palace." Kimberly's eyes were filled with hat

“Speaking of sex. Micah has a girlfriend.” Scowling at his attempt at diverting the conversation back to me, I lean back in my chair and grit out. “Sophia is not my girlfriend. It’s…complicated.” Jade frowns at my comment. “Really? So who is she? How’d you meet?” I swallow hard and give Gideon a dirty look before I respond. “Sophia is special. And she’s…” I clear my throat and look at both their rapt eyes. “She’s my stepsister.” Jade’s eyes widen at my admission, then she looks at Gideon, who is keeping a neutral expression. After a moment, she takes a deep breath and looks at me. “Oh, wow. Well, I definitely can’t judge, considering that I’m thirteen years younger than Gideon. How long have

She had seemed nice enough, but it was hard to tell how things would be once we were living together. My jaw dropped as I saw who had just walked through the door. It was Joan, the girl who had rejected me at the school dance. The girl who had made me feel like I wasn't good enough. The girl who had broken my heart and my dad introduced her as my stepsister. She was going to be my stepsister? I felt my heart pounding in my chest, and I could feel the blood rushing to my face. Should I make a scene? Or should I try to be polite and pretend like nothing had happened between us?

Well, at least it was not some boring dinner or cinema. “OMG! You're so hot!” a lady squealed, rushing to Ste-phen’s side. Her short hair was dyed purple, with piercings in her nose and lower lip, as well as her eyebrows. Her shimmering gown barely covered her. Mason scowled at the sight of the lady grinding her body against Ste-phen. And worst of all—Ste-phen didn't mind. He simply stood there without a word. “Fuck. A demigod is here. I love your hair. What is your name?” another girl squealed, rushing to stand on the other side of Ste-phen, both flashing seductive smiles at him.

“You’re no longer needed.” Before Elaine could react, two men stepped forward from the shadows. Panic surged through her. “Lily, what are you doing?” Elaine backed away, her voice shaking now. “This is insane!” “Not insane,” Lily corrected. “Necessary.” The men grabbed Elaine’s arms. She struggled, her strength no match for theirs. “Let me go! Lily, stop this!” But Lily only watched, her expression unreadable. The last thing Elaine saw before everything went dark was her stepsister’s cold, satisfied gaze.

He looks a little older than me. I nodded my head. "Are you going to your room? Why don't you join us? We're going to the clearing," he said politely. His friends groaned and threw him a look. "Seriously, Adam? You're inviting her?" A blonde girl said, crossing her arms around her kinda huge tits. She's only wearing a sports bra, which probably means that they're going to have training. "Why not? She's new here and she's our alpha's stepdaughter. It wouldn't hurt to have her company. If she agrees to come." He scratched his head and looked at me hopefully. I admit he's kinda cute and kind.