His Mate Or His Step-sister Novels & Stories

The word hit me like a knife. “Shut the hell up!” I tore the forms in half, the pieces scattering across the floor. His expression softened unexpectedly. His voice lowered almost tenderly. “Not nonsense. I want to marry you. I want children only with you.” I pressed my lips together. I was shaken by how his voice trembled with longing. "I am your step sister. How can you say about it." I corrected him. "Did I consider you as a step sister when I had sex with you? Have you considered me step brother when you moaned my name when I was inside you?"

His eyes squinted before he smirked, “I just hold her hand. Did I fuck her?” “You—” “She’s my mate,” he announced. I was stunned by his announcement. My body trembled as cold ran through my body. Fear evaded my system, I couldn’t believe what I had just heard! What the fuck is wrong with him?! “Shut the fuck up, Caled. No way!” I yelled. “What? She’s not our real sister. It’s not forbidden in our law to marry a step-sister. Why are you reacting that way?” I clenched my jaw as well as my fists. Glaring at him, I quickly rushed towards him and caught his neck. My claws grazed through his skin and blood trickled down from it. I was so mad!

Just sitting quietly until you said what you needed to say. "He's my mate," I said. Dawson's eyes widened. "What?" "I figured it out at the party on Saturday. His scent. Everything. He's my mate." "Holy shit." Dawson leaned forward. "Does he know?" "I asked him that night but he was too drunk to remember. I don't think he has any idea." "And you're not planning to tell him?" "No." "Why not?" "Because I don't want a mate," I said. "Especially not him. He's my stepbrother. It's wrong. Complicated. And I can't stand him."

I bet he wasn't expecting that. "Isn't she your sister?" Albus asked. "My step-sister. We aren't biological." I said in my defense. "Is that what you say to yourself to make yourself feel better?" Fredo asked. "Is that what you said to yourself when you set out to seduce the poor girl? Is this why you've been single for long and wouldn't want to date anyone in the pack? Wouldn't you have dated someone else if your father hadn't married that human female? Didn't you see anyone else to mate with except that frail human girl?" He sighed. "This is ridiculous."

Jake yelled out of his lungs and suddenly started laughing aloud. Mason walked closer to me and held my hands. “Look, you know that this is not possible. I mean, there must be a mistake somewhere. The moon goddess cannot bless us with a mate who is our sister!” Mason blurted out in confusion and turned to look at me. Clearly, they all awaited my verdict, since I was the smartest of the quad. “She is our step-sister”, I corrected, as though that made much difference. “Even though! This is an abomination! The world can’t hear of it”, Jake cried out as he dug his hands into his head and paced around the room.

he replied, his voice carrying a weight that only honesty could convey, "transcends appearances and mere resemblances. With you, it's not about what you look like, but about the essence of who you are. Natalia and I had a connection, yes, but it was different—a chapter in a story that has led me here, to this moment, to you." His words were a balm to my uncertainty, a reminder that the mate bond was a canvas of its own, painted by the emotions that were unique to our journey. The connection that blossomed between us wasn't just a mirror of emotions—it was a reflection of the intricate tapestry of experiences and sentiments that we had shared, both past and present. And as our conversation co

Silence. Then I whispered, “I crushed on Ashton for two years. Two damn years! And now I find out he’s my stepbrother. My father humiliated me in front of his girlfriend and her son. Threw my dead mother in my face. Jason... I can’t do this anymore.” I could hear him breathing, and could almost feel the tension stretch across the line. “It’s better this way, Novah,” he finally said, gently. “I mean... Come on, it’s good news, don’t you think? Now that he’s your step brother, you can finally get over him.”

Aldrich Timbers I saw how mum dropped her orange juice on the glass table whilst staring at me with a shock look on her face. “You're doing what!” Mum yelled at me and I gulped nothing. Why was she being paranoid now? “You heard me right mum, Chelsea and I are going to be getting married” I said. “In few weeks” I added, gulping the whole of juice down my throat. “Don't you find that humiliating! You are getting married to your step sister, Aldrich!” Mum yelled at me and I scoffed, trying hard to control my anger.

She looked over his shoulder, and I saw her give me a quick size up before coming turning back to him. "You never told me if this pretty woman is your wife?" Now, there was no way he was going to dodge the question. It came from someone I was quickly despising, but I wanted to hear his answer. "Marriage is not what's on my mind right now", he chuckled in a bid to let everything slide. "So what? She's your girlfriend?" He sighed. "Not at all. She's my stepsister. That's all" Wow. That was all? I was nothing more than his stepsister to him?

She turned around and calmly looked at Carmen before a stiff word escaped her lips "Step sis." It was 'Step sis', not 'sis'. 'Sis' was an endearment, but 'Step sis' was merely a description of a relationship. Rubbing her hands, she grinned so hard that her eyes squinted. Upon seeing that Hilda had admitted, Diana impatiently walked up to her and said warmly. "It turns out that you are just step sisters! My daddy even said that you are married. Where's your husband? Why didn't you bring him here?" She didn't wait for Hilda to reply. "I know that your husband is an ugly and disabled old man, who is even older than my father. You must be embarrassed to take him out. But he's still the man you s