Indian Step Sister Novels & Stories

I look up at Zayne, who seems like he is about to explode. “No, we will talk about this now. Who is this bitch?” She shrieks which get the attention of a couple of diners who are close by. “This is my stepsister Maija.” I look at him incredulously, he’s been telling me all night we aren’t siblings, but the moment his raccoon shows up, all of a sudden, I’m his stepsister. Granted, I am, but still. Not cool, Zayne. “Oh…Zayne. I’m sorry for not trusting you…you kissed her hand, and I…wait, why are you kissing your stepsister’s hand?” I smirk as I look at him. Answer the girl, Zayne. He mouths the word, please help, and I sigh.

I knew that my dad was lonely and needed someone in his life, despite knowing that no woman would ever be like my mum. I just agreed with which takes me back to present. Here I am with new life and new family, I won't deny the fact that my step-mom and her daughter are cool and they are fun to be with. My step-sister name is Tara,and we both go to same school. One day I happen to meet a Muslim hijabis name is simran ,she is so awesome and funny. We even ended up being friends. In order to get to know her I offered her to join me and Taira to shopping and she agreed.

She thought she had already gotten him. "You are my step sister, Vicky." He said, breathing hard. "Step Sister and so? It's not a big deal. Remember your dad already married my mum when I was small. We are no way related by blood. We are two different peoples. Don't spoil this moment. I'm horny and wet for you. You can feel it with your hand." She begged as she took his hand towards her pussy and he yanked it off. "Find another way and sort yourself out. I can't do this please." He protested.

Who even said you look like a female? You look like a man in feminine clothes. You're so ugly and disgusting. My chest tightens when his voice repeatedly rings in my ears. All skin and bones with no curves, just fake boobs that are larger than your tiny masculine body. Deranged bitch! I try to shove his voice away, the sound. But it's futile. I fucking want my bitchy little spoilt brat of a step sister. I've always wanted Katherine right from the moment my eyes caught glimpse of her at our parents shitty wedding thirteen days ago.

Yes, you heard me right, others before it. Every time my step sister says yes to a man and changes her mind at the last minute I get put in her place. This has been happing since I got to the age of eighteen. My step sister was twenty at that time and that was also the time she started this whole act of hers. My entire life has been controlled by my parents and my step sister. The weird thing is that I am their own daughter. My step sister, Kira, is the adopted one among us. I don't even know what she has done or is doing to my parents but they agree to her every command.

Luna finally found that Natalie was alone after a while of stalking her. Getting the opportunity, she quickly ran up to her. “Good evening to the most beautiful Queen of the entertainment industry.” She said, “Evening.” Natalie replied. “You look stunning, senior Natalie.” “Yes of course I do. But thanks anyways. At least, you are still using your eyes and you aren't comparing me to that idiot.” Natalie said. “By idiot, you meant tanya?” “Yes. Whatever her name is. By the way, how do you know she's the one I was referring to?” She asked. “That's because she's my step sister.” Luna said.

I tried to be close to Celeste just to cover her from the family she used to have before but I can’t, she still saw them at the counter. “Oh, the bitch is here!” his stepmother exclaimed. She somehow glances at me. “And who’s this man you are with? Your sugar daddy?” she added, nonchalantly. I glared at her, coldly. She looked away. Fear me, bitch! His stepbrother interferes. “How are you my sister?” he asked, smiling wickedly. I glance at Celeste, staring at her the whole time. She was just composed and she was intimidating. She was just looking at them with an annoyed look.

I suspected they were in the picture even while my mom was alive, given that my stepsister was a year younger. Life had turned into a nightmare since the arrival of my stepmother and stepsister. Initially excited about having a stepsibling, I found myself ignored and mistreated by Stephanie. Both Linda, my stepmother, and Stephanie joined forces to taunt and insult me, making college preparations agonizingly slow. Chores piled up, and my complaints to my father only worsened the situation. Richard, my father, not only showed disgust but also accused me of causing my mother's death.

And right now, the fact that my stepbrother is my mate is weighing heavily on me. I took a deep breath and began to open up to Dean. “I found my mate.” I said, feeling a mix of relief and anxiety as the words left my lips. Dean’s eyes widened in surprise. “Who is she?” he asked, her curiosity piqued. I hesitated before admitting, “I don’t know how to tell you this, but my mate is actually my stepbrother.” Words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop them. Dean’s jaw dropped in shock.

She chuckled. "She is no good than a loser, but today I will place her in her position." She dragged my hand but I instantly pulled away from her. "What is wrong with you?" I yelled "Shh!" Noor place her index finger on her lips before she turned back almost losing her balance, she smiled "Are you guys hungry? Well if you are my useless sister here" She pointed at me "No, no, she’s not my biological sister. My so-called step-sister here will get us food after-all that is what gives her life meaning" She turned back and looked at me.