Love Times Four: My Stepbrothers Are My Mates?! Novels & Stories

Her eyes followed his back as he stopped by one of the workers and helped her hang a decoration and a subtle smile formed on her lips. "You... What did you do to my Big Bro, Sister-in-law? Why is he treating you like a baby!?" Matt came to her and huffed. "You won't understand, Little Bro." Eve played with her fingers and giggled. "It is called Love." "This is childishness." Matt glared at her. "My Big Bro is mighty and strong. Don't bring down his reputation, Sister-in-law." "How about I find you a nice girl to fall in love with, Matt? Then you'll understand what it feels like to be loved."

And I was disappointed to say that this whole show did nothing to quench the black hunger still writhing in my gut like it hadn't even started to feed. I might as well let my control snap already. Probably apologise to Kester in my head for ever judging him for fucking his stepsister... Although I'd never go the extra mile of ever accepting my stepsister as a mate, even if the moon goddess were to drop down from heaven and put a knife to my throat. If I ever fuck Eve—and I will—it won't be because I love her. I don't do love. I don't believe in that goddamn fiction. It'll be because I'm dying.

“Let me make this clear.” He dragged in a breath. “I’m NOT back with Ava. I haven’t spoken to Ava. Everything posted is edited.” He looked straight into the camera. “I love someone else.” My chest squeezed. He hesitated… then he said it. Loud and Clear. “I love my step sister.” My breath caught. The comments exploded instantly— thousands of them. My phone trembled in my hand as the screen blurred with tears. And just before I could process what he had said—

His fingers flexed against her skin, his possessive hold making her pulse race. She swallowed hard, lifting her chin despite the way his presence dominated her. “That’s none of your business,don't you forget that I'm mate of all four brothers,if you don't recall it I will tell you,listen carefully you fuckimg idiot..First comes Aiden,Liam,You and Matthew… did you forget the day you said "I'm mate you all “ huh m..tell me…

my brother told me. I was shocked by what my brother said. "But you are not mates," I told him. "We know, but we love each other," Ares told me. Natalya got close to him holding Ares's right hand. I saw within my brother's beautiful eyes that he was madly in love with her. They both were madly in love. My anger disappeared suddenly. "What had happened to me four years ago when I had no choice but to reject my mate I have learned to move on," my brother explained as he turned to Natalia staring within her eyes lost.

To all my incredible readers on GoodNovel— Thank you so much for walking this emotional road with Xavier, Henry, and me. 🖤 “My Stepbrother, My Mate” wasn’t just a story—it was a journey of love, grief, healing, and the kind of connection that not even death could break. 🌌💔 I know… there may be some unresolved threads, plot holes, or side characters you wish had more closure—some might’ve been missed by mistake, and others were left open on purpose… for the future. 😉🔮

"Ember Brock is three years older than you, head over a fraternity as well as being a football jock. Brock is a player. He is only out for one thing; don't be stupid," "We can't be together, Derrick. I wish we could. I wish you weren't my stepbrother, but you are. I love you in a way I shouldn't love my stepbrother. I need you to let me go, and I need you to move on. It's for the best. We can't keep going on like this," Emberly quickly took her hand from my chest and looked away. Desperation took over me. "Ember, please, please don't do this. Give me this year, that's all I ask, and then I promise I'll let you go," I tilted her chin to look at me.

This can't be happening. “Well…” Another clearing of his throat. My mom takes over, patting his hands in reassurance. “This may come as a shock, but-” I see her lips move as the words form and I hear them, but they don't register in my brain. The words flow over my head, and I look over to Lorenzo to find him staring at our parents in disbelief. Did she just say they are getting married? Lorenzo will be my step-brother? I'm so fucked.

Just silence that echoed louder than any words. I dragged myself to the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face, scrubbing at my skin like I could erase the memories. But Ian’s voice haunted me. “If I kiss you, will you stop this?” I touched my lips. His lips had been…warm. Unexpected. Dangerous. God. Why couldn’t I forget? He’s a jerk. A playboy. My stepbrother. This shouldn’t have happened. But no matter how many times I repeated it in my head, the heat under my skin refused to fade. I stepped into the shower, hoping to rinse it all away.

I stared at him, an unexplainable sadness stirring within me. "Then, would you be willing to become my fated mate?" I asked. He froze, surprised by my sudden question. He fell silent. I knew then that he was hesitating, struggling. He only desired to keep me as a toy, but he wasn’t willing to pay the ultimate price. "What? Not willing?" I laughed, "Your ‘love’ is worthless after all." "James, stop insulting me with your hypocrisy." I said coldly, turning to leave. "Emily!" He called out urgently, "Don’t be so unreasonable! I’ve humbled myself; what more do you want?"