My Step-brother Is A Vampire 소설 & 이야기

He raised a brow, stepping fully into the room and closing the door gently behind him. The way he called 'brother' didn't sit well with me, and never did. I felt like he was taunting me with that, and I didn't like the way I felt. “Yes, you?” I asked instead, ignoring it as I had always done. Even if it was a taunt, he had all the reasons to. We weren't even actual brothers. He was my dad's stepson and was only left with me after his mother's death. I won't say we were close. As the only werewolves in this human town, we had to stick together just to survive.

I shook my head at him. He looked at me as if he was trying to decipher something. Then he took a step towards me and said, "So wrong." "In just a month, you'll be my stepbrother," I stated the obvious. "And you're my stepsister," he took another step. "My mom will hate me," "My dad will kill me," "Plus, I don't do hookups," "And I don't do relationships," "And I'm leaving in two months," "And so am I," Ryder was standing at only an arm's length away from me now. We looked at each other with a fire burning in our eyes. And suddenly, as if on cue, he grabbed my face and I reached for his head — and we kissed!

It’s almost a year since he presented. "Who is he? Do we know him or her"? Stephen was serious this time. "Yes we do know. And he found out recently too. It’s Cullen and Jacob. Zee and Saint's sons". I said and Stephen nodded his head. And then. "Whattttt. Double mate"? He was surprised and I chuckled. Honestly I was surprised too. And I found it weird too. But Dad told me it’s normal. "Yes. He has two mates". And since they are Vampires, it would be the first in their history. And one more thing. They are blood related brothers....

"I barely understand what’s happening." A female vampire let out a sharp snarl, her fangs glinting as she stepped closer. "Liar," she spat. "You found a way out. Now find a way for us. Or we’ll find other ways to make you cooperate." My breath hitched. "What does that mean?" The elder smiled then, a slow, cruel expression that sent a chill down my spine. "We know your family, Sierra," he said, his voice almost casual. "Your sister. Kiara, right?"

My entire body went rigid, my strength evaporating into thin air before a heavy hand dropped firmly onto my shoulder. "I’ll take exceptionally good care of this little miss." The velvety voice boomed in my ears, pumping pure dread through my veins, but it also sparked a desperate ounce of defensive strength. Slowly, I turned around and lifted my head. And there he stood. "Excited, lil missy?" The tiny tattoo at the corner of his eye? Unmistakable. His bored, dangerous expression and that wicked smirk? Unforgettable. And the realization that Riven was my soon-to-be stepbrother? Completely unbelievable.

he said turning round to the wardrobe checking which outfit to wear,l paused my mind flooding with forgotten memories,stepbrother l now have a brother,l felt a spark of happiness in me but unsure of it,l have been craving to have a brother or sister when l was home but didn't get as my mom only gave birth to me,back then l always felt lonely and sad each time mom and dad goes to work as l had no brother or sister to play withl always wished l would have one someday but never thought that will only be after my mom's death,now here is one standing right in front of me,not just an ordinary one but a handsome one at that, he's every girls dream,l smiled admiring his sexy body as he was busy che

Lucas asks, jaw tight. I shove my phone in my pocket and rub my temple, preparing myself for the avalanche of emotions I'm about to witness. “That was my stepbrother. Our stepbrother. Mom remarried.” His face goes pale, and I feel my lips curl. That's right, Lucas. You're not the only one who's moving on.

I whispered. “Then what is it?” “I don’t know,” I said, voice shaking. “It just happened.” Kendra stepped closer, her expression soft but serious. “Sienna, he’s your stepbrother.” “I know,” I whispered. “You think I don’t know how messed up it sounds?” She just stared at me, like she was trying to find the right thing to say but couldn’t. “Since when?” I shook my head. “It’s not about time. It’s just… us.”

“Mate. My mate. Stop running from what we are.” My wolf surged forward, howling in agreement as the fated bond flared white-hot. I gasped, arching into his touch even as fear spiked through me. Anyone could walk in….; the staff, his fiancée Brielle, my own mother. We were step-siblings now. Forbidden. But none of that mattered when his lips hovered a breath from mine. I wanted him to ruin me all over again— “Mommy?” The dream shattered. I jolted upright, elbow sending fabric swatches flying. My heart hammered, skin damp with sweat. The dim studio lamp cast long shadows over mood boards and sketches. Kade Blackwood stared back from the open business magazine…. sharp jaw, cold commanding prese

I stood near the edge of the family section in a soft grey dress that felt too formal for how hollow my chest had become, and watched my mother walk toward the altar on the arm of a man I still barely knew. Richard waited for her with the same composed expression he wore at every dinner. My mother’s smile was perfect and distant. I searched their faces for something real some spark, some private warmth and found almost nothing. They looked like two people completing a transaction. The realization sat cold in my stomach. What was pushing her into this? Money? Security? Something else she had never told me? The questions circled while the officiant began to speak, and none of them had answers.