My Step Brother And His Friends Novels & Stories

I looked up and found him smiling lightly and engaged in conversation with the lady beside him. Life can be a real bitch, I cursed in my mind. Out of all people, Mr. Stranger turned out to be my step-uncle. Eww. Thank God he didn't turn out to be my stepdad; that would have been more awkward. I was searching for him—of course, why wouldn't I? When I was this restless. I don't know what I was expecting by searching for him. We clearly decided on 3 nights, and they had already passed.

I traced the scent to see a tall man in dark expensive suit walking closer to us like he owned the fucking world. Holy fuck, he smelled so fucking delicious, like heaven. I could eat him up. The moment his blue eyes landed on me, I froze. What was he doing here? The older man smiled proudly. “This is my son, Christian.” What??? Mom laughed, completely unaware of the storm going on inside me. “That means he’s going to be your stepbrother soon!” Stepbrother? The hot stranger I had given my virginity that night, who had my moans in his head and my taste on his lips would be my stepbrother??

He stood up now, eyes still checking the toe as though he was expecting it to spring out hair all of a sudden. " You should have called me to help you carry it. You nearly hurt yourself" How could this man not know that now was not the time for his protectiveness? Not when Taylor was already shipping us in her head. " Taylor this is my step brother, mason. And Mason this is Taylor, my best friend" I said, bursting whatever fantasy bubble Taylor has created. And just as I predicted, her eyes widened in surprise. " Step brother?"

, 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 could feel his thumb pressing into my skin. "He's fine," I said. The words felt like lead in my mouth. "He just needs sleep." "See?" Marcus said. "Nothing to worry about. Let’s get back to the celebration! The bar is open, and the merger starts tomorrow!" The music got louder. People started dancing again. They were laughing and drinking, as if my brother wasn't being hunted by dogs just a few hundred feet away. I felt like I was in a nightmare where everyone was pretending to be at a party.

Guilt washed over me, making it hard to breathe. "Good morning," Oliver whispered. His voice was calm but firm. I couldn't speak. I looked away, my face burning with shame. Just yesterday, I was the good nineteen-year-old daughter, sitting through a bad wedding just to make my mother happy. Now, I was in bed with my two new stepbrothers and collected a threesome. I carefully lifted Gabriel’s arm off my waist. He groaned but didn't wake up. I backed away, shivering as the cold air hit my bare skin.

“He was just being controlling. And he made it very clear today at lunch that we have strict boundaries. He said at work we're strictly boss and assistant, and around our parents, we're just step siblings.” Susan let out a loud, theatrical laugh, tossing her head back against the couch. “Step siblings? Oh, please! Boss and assistant? Ava, do you hear yourself? A man doesn't look at his step sister or his secretary the way Derick Stone looks at you. The guy is practically obsessed!”

I stared at my hands for a long time before I spoke. “I need to tell you something,” I said. “And I need you to let me get through all of it before you say anything.” “Okay.” I dragged in a breath and started. “The bad breakup I told you about… it wasn’t just one person. There were four of them. I met the first one at a club. We spent one night together. The next morning I found out he was about to become my stepbrother. Things got complicated very fast. His three best friends were always around. I ended up involved with all of them. It was intense and messy and for a while it felt like the only place I belonged. Then it ended. Badly. One of them told me I was nothing. A game. Something they

“Tomorrow we’re going to push you a little further, princess. You think you can handle that?” I looked at the three of them — my stepbrother and his two best friends — and felt a dangerous mix of fear and excitement settle deep in my belly. “I think so,” I said softly.

Others are complete nonsense, and I tell him so. He challenges my preferred build, and I explain why his strategy falls apart during higher-level encounters. By the time we’ve finished arguing, I’ve forgotten that I came out here to avoid him. Which is deeply inconvenient. Because apparently, my obnoxious stepbrother is capable of being interesting when he isn’t busy insulting me.