My Step Brother Novels & Stories

she paused, pointing towards Aldrich before she continued “...... someone that is supposed to be your step brother!” I took my gaze to the floor, unable to answer. I'm as much as she was angry and hurt, she was right. Aldrich is supposed to be my stepbrother and I shouldn't have gotten involved with him. But his touches and the way my body responds effortlessly to his. If I was alone, I would have slapped myself for the thoughts that were running through my head in this situation. Aldrich have messed up with not only my head, bug my entire body system.

I have to let him down nicely so our relationship won't be awkward. "Zayne, I'm flattered, I really am, but our parents are married, which makes you my stepbrother. There are way too many fishes in the ocean to go fishing in my family pool, even if we aren't technically related." I say the words, trying to convince myself that is how I really feel, but my wet panties know otherwise. A look of confusion flashed across his face before he starts laughing... A gutsy laugh that I found endearing for a second until I realize he's laughing at me.

He asked, making me look at him with a stunned expression. " How did you know?" " You looked sad when you thought of him." Liam replied. " Is that so? " I asked, smiling. " Yes." He nodded and I could swear that his eyes softened momentarily. " I do miss him but I know that things can't go back to how they were in the past." I said with a sad sigh. " Is he your ex boyfriend?" Liam asked and I shook my head. " My brother ." I answered and a surprised expression flashed in his eyes.

Book 4 - Sucking her brothers dick The silence in the grand, unfamiliar house was a living thing, vast and echoing. My new parents, so kind and overwhelmingly cheerful in their efforts to make me feel at home, had left abruptly for an emergency business trip, leaving me alone with him. My stepbrother, Liam. We hadn't really talked since I arrived a week ago. He was older, maybe twenty-one, with a quiet intensity that was both intimidating and strangely captivating. His presence just loomed, even when he wasn't around, a constant, heavy weight in the air.

I was in my senior year of high school, so I rarely had time to be at home between classes, cheerleading, debate team, advanced college classes, and hanging out with friends. The same went for the rest of the family. My mother was a surgeon at the hospital, so she spent a lot of time away from home. My father died when I was young, but my mother remarried six years ago. Not only did I get a stepfather, but I also got a stepbrother. My stepfather was a businessman, but I was pretty sure he lied about his job. A few times, I found blood stains on his clothes. My stepbrother, Dominic, was the same way. He was four years older than me and getting ready to graduate from college.

I said bluntly, letting the words hang in the air. Her eyebrows shot up, a mix of surprise and curiosity. “What do you mean… you don’t like him?” Her voice lowered, almost intimate, leaning in closer without realizing it. I glanced at her, catching the subtle flush on her cheeks. “It’s complicated, you won't understand. I don't really hate him, l just despise his character.” “I want to understand.” She pouted her mouth. “He’s not really my brother,” I said finally, and I saw her blink, confused. “Step-brother. We don’t share a mother. I’ve never really been part of their life the way… normal brothers are.”

For as long as I could remember, my step brother had been trying to prove he was the better son even when my father wasn't his father. He had always tried to prove that he was the most responsible one. The one who deserved to inherit everything. And I wasn’t stupid—I knew he wanted me out of the picture. So I typed again: — You don’t need to worry about me. Go kiss Dad’s ass and leave me the fuck alone. It seemed like he had paused and then, another message popped up. — I could talk to him for you. Make him see that this isn’t a big deal. I rolled my eyes at his audacity, who does this punk think he is.

It felt strangely unfair that the world could keep moving so normally while mine had flipped upside down in less than forty-eight hours. The weight of keeping it all inside felt too heavy to carry alone anymore. I let out a ragged breath and rubbed the back of my neck. "No. The stepfather is fine. He's actually an old neighbor from when I was a kid." I took a shaky breath, finally dropping the real news. "And apparently, I have a stepbrother now." Leo stopped chewing mid-bite. He blinked, swallowed hard, and nearly choked on his drink, slamming the plastic cup down onto the table.

I just find him amusing that he believed what I said. That wasn't so hard after all. While eating, the vanilla-like fragrance is lingering in my nose. It must've been from his sweatshirt that he absolutely looks so hot wearing. Wait, what? "By the way, Eve." I just waited for him to continue talking. "Tomorrow is my step-brother's thirtieth birthday. I want to invite you. Will you come?" I finished eating the fried chicken on my plate before speaking. "You have a step-brother?" I am surprised, but I don't sound surprised at all. He nodded at me, "Yeah, we're step-brothers because we have the same father." How come I didn't know that? They have the same father, so it means that they have diff

ROSE'S POV "Step-uncle." He corrects me. "Corey's my step brother. His mother already had him before she married my father, we were brought up like cousins. The title of family was just mere formality." He starts unbuttoning his shirt revealing toned muscles that shows years of devotion to the gym. "The shirt is damp and uncomfortable, mind if I get rid of it?"