Mess With My Stepbrother Novel Lily And Ethan Novels & Stories

"Why don’t we all just go on a double date?" "A double date?" "Yes! Me, Elizabeth, you, and James!" My heart skips at the last name and I sink back in my seat. "James?" Louis repeats and Janet nods. "Yeah. Actually, I’ve been trying to work things out between us too. I thought Elizabeth, being his stepsister, could help…" God, does this girl ever shut up? "But I think I’ll have to try harder than that and this might just work." "Oh. Wait what? Step what? James is Elizabeth’s stepbrother?" There’s shock in Louis’s voice as his widened eyes gape at me and I glance around the cafeteria to make sure no one is watching before I turn to them. "Can you keep it down?"

I correct before I can stop myself. Lila’s eyes narrow, playfully. “Ooh. So you do know him.” “I don’t.” I stab my salad harder. “He’s... family. Sort of. It’s complicated.” Ethan leans in, his voice low. “Complicated how?” "He's my new stepbrother. End of story.” I force a smile, though it feels bitter. Lila gasps dramatically. “Wait — Noah Valenti is your stepbrother? Riley, do you have a death wish? Half the campus would kill to be in your house.”

Ethan was standing there, his back to me, staring out the small window at the driveway. "I don't have a book, Ethan," I said, my voice shaking. "What do you want?" He spun around so fast I jumped. He didn't pin me this time; he just stood there, his presence filling the cramped room, looking clearly angry. "Liam is a bottom-feeder, Riley. I told you that." "And I told you I don't care what you think!" I snapped, my fear turning into a reckless sort of anger. "He’s nice, he’s normal, and he doesn't spend his time taking creepy pictures of his step-sister!"

My brain short-circuited, and that word flew straight out of my mouth. How had I managed to embarrass myself twice in front of the same ridiculously handsome guy? Unfortunately, I managed to do just that. The guy looked at me in surprise and pointed at himself. I instantly covered my mouth, terrified of saying anything else stupid. “Did you need something?” He walked closer, carrying a faint minty scent with him. “My mom asked me to give you these chocolates.” I handed him the gift box. The thought that someone this attractive was actually my stepbrother made me feel even more ashamed of myself.

I’d been hearing it for months—ever since I turned eighteen. Every night, when the house went quiet and Mom was either asleep or out with my stepfather, I’d catch the low, rough groans coming from Ethan’s room. My stepbrother. He’d moan my name like a prayer and a curse all at once. “Fuck… Lily…”

"You don't mean that." "Don't I?" His hand came up, his fingers catching a strand of her hair, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger like he couldn't help himself. "I've been trying not to mean it for months. Trying to convince myself that what I feel is appropriate. Brotherly. Protective." "It should be," Inés whispered, but she didn't step back. Couldn't step back. "You're my stepbrother." "I know." His eyes were dark, intense, burning with a desire that made her knees weak. "Believe me, I know. But that doesn't change the fact that watching another man touch you makes me lose my fucking mind."

"And I am your Luna. Forever." He kissed me. A pure kiss full of promises. Under the full moon, on the land that once bled because of us, we finally found peace. My stepbrother, My alpha mate. THE END!

Tristin hovers over Ethan, punching his face for a few seconds before Ethan takes over. My heartbeat escalates as I watch in complete horror. They beat each other up. “ Your psycho brother tortured Lily all this time. ” Ethan snarls, his fist connecting with Tristin’s cheek. “ and now you are after my wife, asshole?! ” Tristin laughs coldly. “ yes, I am after your wife. I am going to keep her by my side and fuck her whenever I want! What can you do? ” The ground slips from beneath my feet. His cruel words strike a deep part of my heart. I clench my fists, as Tristin pushes Ethan on his back and begins punching him violently.