I Hate My Stepbrother Novels & Stories

I still hadn't calmed down. My face contorted when I got a text from my stepbrother. Out of all the people I wish I could murder, he was the one person I couldn't get rid of, my greatest rival, Luca. I hated him, I hated the fact that the same blood flowed in our veins. I didn't want him anywhere near my wife. I'd shoot him, even if my uncles and aunts were against it.

“It’s... tolerable. If you ignore the crappy classmates, the annoying stepdad and stepbrother, and the complete lack of trees around here to jog in.” He laughed. “This isn’t Pebble Creek, I get it. But your mom insisted you come. What could you do?” “Exactly. What could I do,” I muttered. He cleared his throat and gave me a side-eye. “Also... you still haven’t told me. Who’s the lucky guy? You just got here—couldn’t have met that many people.” I fell silent. I really didn’t want to tell anyone that my stepbrother was my mate. Just like he saw me as a disgrace... my feelings were mutual.

Zac, dressed sharply in a suit, suddenly turned around, his wolf-like eyes glaring at me. "What did you just call me?" When I first saw Zac at my mom’s new husband’s place, I knew why he had broken up with me. But I thought we could get along peacefully, never imagining he had hated me all this time. He allowed people at school to bully me without a second glance, standing by as rumors about me spread. Yet I stubbornly refused to call him "brother," as if doing so would mean there was no future left for us. "Brother, can we stop fighting, please?"

I was the disappointing son he was stuck with after all. Me dating my stepbrother was just another item on the long list of disappointments and failures. And even though I hated him for it, there was still a small part of me that felt guilty for ruining everything. Like maybe I really had destroyed the family all over again. At least what was left of it.

And she always did that. "I totally hate the idea of that, Mum. You did not even consider me or what I wanted, when you just decided to get me a stepbrother out of the blue. Isn't that so selfish?! You know how much I hate being in the same space with teenage boys. I am not attending your wedding!" I wanted to scream out loud against my mother's face and rant so endlessly as a normal teenager would do, but I just sighed out loud and said some gibberish before hanging up the phone.

I clenched my teeth as I glared at him and so badly wanted to scream at him to leave my house but I refrained myself from doing so for Ava's sake. He's surely got some nerve by thinking to walk towards me. Regardless of all that's happened, Ava is my Sister and my Mother is my Mother but him? I have no relationship with him whatsoever and I would kill to send my fist hard in his jaw like I badly want to without even slightly feeling bad about it. In case it isn't obvious already, I hate him. I don't know how you all feel about Step Fathers but I totally hate him. Hell, i even hated my own father so this man's chances with me are nothing more than a big fat zero.

, almost at the sitting room, Good morning dad l greeted giving him a warm hug, you looking beautiful this morning,guess you had a goodnight,he said beaming with smile,l turned to my stepmom greeted her faking a smile,so daughter we all here to welcome you back home, sitting over there is your stepbrother drake and his girlfriend sophie,we locked eyes,wow l never knew l have a beautiful damsel as a stepsister,nice to meet you sister he stood up and smiled giving me a handshake,he such a pretender l smirked, hello sister nice to meet you too she said giving me a smile which felt more like a mind game, l looked away pretending l didn't notice anything she did, dad apologized for not letting me

“I was cruel.” The Liam who stood in front of me was a different person from whom I was familiar with. And it was surprising to me. “Why are you doing this?” I asked, holding my plate tightly. “Because I don't want us fighting. We are step-siblings now, so we have no other option than to cooperate and be at peace with each other.” His words sounded awkward in my ears. And from the way his body language came off, I knew his words didn't also seem usual to him.

Never even bothered to take a glance at his pic. But I know his name because it's all his mother ever chirps, all day long. Fuck me. I did not just kiss my stepbrother. I kissed a mummy’s boy. And I liked it. “How disgraceful!” Right. The only daughter and supposed heir of the Morningstar Group should not be caught hungrily kissing her stepbrother on camera. Maybe this is why my father hates me. I'm a huge fucking canonball of a mess. Something slams into my face so fast, I have to open my mouth in the next second to swallow a large gulp of air.

OBSESSED WITH MY STEPBROTHER Chapter 2: I Sneak Into My Stepbrother’s Room and Beg Him to Ruin Me I stand outside Kai’s door for what feels like forever, heart hammering so hard I can feel it in my clit. This is insane. He’s my stepbrother. The same boy whose house I grew up in before they shipped me away. We share parents now — technically. This is sick. Forbidden. The kind of thing that destroys families.