Goth Stepsister Novels & Stories

he said. “Okay fine, get me a gig alright?” “Sure, but you need to be careful Z, she’s your stepmother,” “Don’t ever say that to me,” I growled and hung up the phone. That sounded so weird. My step-mom who I fucked and I still wanna continuously have sex with. I was never going to see her as my stepmom.

Her transformation had not gone as far as that of Svetlana’s father: he had empty holes where his eyes had been but hers harbored black furry spiders quivering inside her irises. I’m an orphan now, Svetlana thought dully. It’s not too bad to be an orphan. The Voice is our father. I don’t need anybody else. Not mother, father, or . . . I had a sister named Sveta. My sister was a pest. I bet you are a good girl . . . Andrei! The cry in her mind was so loud that she was sure the eyeless puppets would hear it, but they did not stir. Brother! Help!

“ Come on Journee, she kiss your mate, well all thanks to me, and the potion that had been put in their drink. See I have my friend Kiersten here to sip that potion on their drink, and also had her call you so you can come to catch them in the act. But we did not expect you to run off and get hit by a car. My other friend knock you out with chloroform, and brought you here she will be here shortly so I can introduce you to her. After Daniyelle said that there was a knock on the door, Kiersten went to go open it, and in came another girl, right away I recognize her, she was the same girl that was with Daniyelle the night of my bachelorette party. I growled this time even louder. “ Calm down J

He stood at the front door with a girl. She was beautiful in that effortless, expensive way—perfectly styled hair, designer clothes that probably cost more than my entire wardrobe, the kind of smile that looked practiced in mirrors. "This is Rhianna," Micaiah said, his hand resting casually on her lower back. "Rhianna, this is Maliya. My stepsister." The word stepsister felt like a knife. Rhianna's smile widened. "Oh my god, finally! Micaiah's told me so much about you." She stepped forward like she was going to hug me, and I took an instinctive step back.

Ryder I still can't believe Genie McConnell is going to be my Stepsister. Out of any other girls with tities and a nice ass, it's going to be her. Since when did dad start seeing another woman. Hell, he's never seen anyone since mom left. All however was just a nice pussy to satisfy his urges. But seeing Genie mom with him, I'm pretty sure it must be serious.

It wasn't until he finally got up and went to the bathroom that Cara Reyes finally dared to release her lower lip she'd bitten down on until it bled. The bathroom door was ajar. She watched through the crack in the door as Austin carefully rubbed the nightgown with his fingers and even sniffed it at times with a dazed look in his eyes. "Winter… Winnie…" Winter Langford was Austin's younger stepsister. Half an hour later, Austin finally came back to the bed, but he still kept an arm's distance away from Cara. He didn't even touch her throughout the entire ordeal, but Cara couldn't go back to sleep anymore. She kept her eyes wide as she lay awake, lost in her memories.

Coralis’ teammates were amused by the scene. “Uh, yeah… it’s not far from where we play, we come here relatively often,” said Coralis and gestured toward her friends. “Guys, this is Stephanie. She’s, uh, my boyfriend’s sister. Next to her is Clarissa. They both work at Healing Moon.” “Are they like you?” said Stephanie, looking at them. “Hmm sorry, I don’t mean it like that. I just found out 2 months ago about other supernatural besides werewolves. Want to sit with us?”

And all of it, every brutal day, was because of her. I spotted the black SUV at the curb. My stepfather’s car, of course. Too cowardly to face me themselves. But she was there. Lila. My stepsister. The girl who’d ruined my life and still haunted every filthy dream I’d jerked off to behind those bars.

I enunciated the syllables like one would do for a child. I shot Gabe an angry glare. Had he actually discussed my period pains with his girlfriend? Oh, they must have had a blast laughing at me together. “I hope you were able to find the painkillers I suggested,” Kirsty said sweetly to Gabe, her cool smile and chilly eyes warming up suddenly as she looked up at him. “I couldn’t find them, but Amaya helped,” Gabe supplied smoothly. He looked my way warily, his eyes lightening as if he seemed to realize something. He took another step away from the woman practically leaning on him. “Ah…Kirsty is my stepsister.”

A picture of Jason and the hooker was displayed on my screen and a text from Blair came along with it. "She is his stepsister and not a hooker." Stepsister? Isn't that like incest? I scoffed. The nerve. I needed to stop thinking about it, but I couldn't help it. I gave my all to him, even went against Dad for him.