Indian Step Sister Novels & Stories

Aisha is mehak stepmother and alia is her step sister.... I got to know that both the women kill mehak father for his property.... They want his property but his father gives all the property to mehak and her first child in his will he write that his property should be given to mehak and his first child..... That's why Aisha try to kill my baby..... Few days ago when some man push mehak that man send by Aisha.... I kill that man but before killing he told everything to me that Aisha gives money to him....

As if fate wanted to play a twisted game, Rufus turned eighteen and found out that Leanor was his mate - adding a new level of complexity to their already complicated situation. The fact that his stepsister was his mate left Rufus stunned. Episode 1 Leanor was lying on the bed when her friend mind linked her. When she opened the mind link, Raina's voice in a flash reverberated on the opposite end. "Are you really not planning to go to tonight's class get togather party?" Leanor snarled delicately as she got up from the bed. "I can't come." Leanor murmured gradually.. "Why can't you come?"

She smirked and said, “Humph! I’m giving you a lifetime opportunity here, so sleep with the old man. Give him your body. Have sex with him. Give him pleasure. Do it for your stepsister.” “Do it for my stepsister?” “Yes. Replace her in her stead.” “How could you do this to me?” Stella’s stepmother sinisterly smiled at her. “It’s simple. Because I hate you.” “For the hatred of my mother, you’re selling me off to the richest and old man," said Stella, clenching her fists tightly. “Of course," said her stepmother, laughing crazily at her. "This is your mother’s redemption.” “What?” gasped Stella.

" Leaving the house, I let the cool evening air wash over me. My feet carried me aimlessly, my mind lost in a whirlwind of thoughts. Before I realized it, I found myself standing outside the old house at the Midnight pack. My mind could not help but wander to those beautiful days I spent here with my parents, now step parents. I learnt so many things here ànd experienced the best childhood here. It's such a shame that the people who lived here were no longer the same. They changed, I changed, everything changed. The door creaked open, revealing my stepmother. Her eyes narrowed upon seeing me. "Mia," she spat, venom dripping from her tone. "What are you doing here?" "I... I … " I stammered,no

To see us as brothers and sisters but the harder in the future they become. All of my good girl moral vanishes when it comes to my stepbrother, Ryder Saint. When it comes to him my thoughts were more than just the girlish fantasies of an inexperienced women were downright sinful. I cannot simply stop myself from wanting to have him. I close my eyes and let my thoughts wander.

Emberly asked as she handed over her gun. "Uh, I would have to say it was a tie. I watched the whole time, and well, you both got the same amount of hits. Now you guys can go kiss and make up," "He's my brother, so no, I don't think so," Emberly said as she walked off, and I looked at her longingly. Man, how I wished we could have some hard-core make up sex. How could I have been so stupid to let her go? "She's my stepsister," I said as I watched her walk off.

"Wow, you've been taking care of yourself.... looking sexy as ever." "Thanks...you look hot too." Sexy? Hot? Ridiculous! "You always did have a great taste..." I couldn’t stand it again, so I coughed, trying to cover up how pissed off I felt. That’s when the bitch’s eyes landed on me. She frowned the second she saw my arm linked with Christian. Her gaze turned sharp, cold… and I could feel it burning straight through me. "Who is this?" She looked irritated. "This is Tessa...my stepsister."

His lips pressed to mine in the shadow of the prom corridor, his hands steady as he slipped me that card, whispering, I wouldn’t want it with anyone else. I blink the memory away just as she appears. My new “stepmother.” Perfect hair, diamond bracelet. She smelled like vanilla and money. Nice to finally meet you, Evan!” she said brightly, sweeping down the stairs like a scene from some soap opera. My dad crosses the room and kisses her cheek like she hung the stars. Gross. The woman reached us, perfume thick and expensive. “I’m so happy you’re here!” She cupped my face like I was some lost puppy. “And my son is going to love you. He’s always wanted a brother.”

At the age of 25, Manik lost his parents in a tragic accident and was forced to move with his step uncle’s family who treated him like their son. He was okay with it, after all he was getting a family after his parents. But problems arose when his step sister started to grow feelings for him and didn’t forget to prove and confess it to him on every possible occasion. He wanted to stop her but he himself had fallen for her harder before her.

This is my house, isn’t it? “Good morning, Jace,” her mother greets warmly, face lighting up like a bulb. I want to roll my eyes, but knowing Jae will be offended, I swallow my displeasure and nod. “Thank you for bringing your step-sister home last night. I can’t thank you enough.” She gushes. That word—stepsister—sticks like barbed wire. “Haven’t you told her?” I ask, pulling out my seat. Jae looks at me, eyes wide, pleading.