My Stepbrother Kicked Me Out Novels & Stories

I snapped, losing my patience with his almost intentional misunderstanding. "Watch it." His low voice warned as his eyebrow lifted at me in amusement. "The difference is that you're going around telling people we were step-siblings before this. That's not something to tell people Jack. I don't want people knowing that." I pushed as I stared up at him. His eyes narrowed at me as he lifted his lips into a slight smirk before speaking. "Why'd you fuck your stepbrother then?" He questioned as his eyebrows furrowed together. I stayed silent not really knowing what to say to that.

How could I ever fit in with this family if my stepbrother didn't like me? My heart sank as Xavier stormed out of the room. I didn't know how to fix the bad start to my new life.

Both the brothers were staring at him. Their looks were burning holes through my body and I couldn’t take it anymore. “Excuse me, I want to use the.....”, “We are done with eating, you going to use the one at home”, My mouth dropped open when I turned to the one who cut me off in mid sentence. ALEXANDER! I glared at him with anger fuelling in my body. “There is a washroom at our home, STEP SISTER” , He emphasised the word step sister with a smirk on his face. “Huh”, I became speechless.

“If I hadn’t gone to him on my own, he wouldn’t have been able to kidnap me.” Timothy's eyes filled with concern as he looked at me. "How long has he been harassing you for money? Was he like this when you lived with him?" Taking a deep breath, I looked back at Timothy. It was time to be truthful, even though it was a truth I hardly wanted to acknowledge. "Bruce was my stepbrother, but I hardly considered him my sibling," I began, my voice trembling. "He was the reason I left home suddenly all those years ago.”

Still outside, I wrapped my arms tightly across my chest, as if that alone would hold me together. My lips parted before I could stop myself. “So now we’re officially step-siblings.” I didn’t look at Ethan as I said it. “I hope that gets your head out of the gutter.” The words were meant to sting, to push him away, but they caught in my throat on the way out. There was this weird ache sitting right under my ribs. It hurt to say that. Why the hell did it hurt?

How could he do such a cruel thing to his own half-brother? “You’re so cruel as to break off relations with me just to defend an outsider? Are you insane?” Caspian stood up. He pointed at his father, shocked and annoyed. “What else did you expect after you raped her and left her depressed? If you were anyone else, I would have killed you with my own hands. I couldn’t bear to hit you because I love you so much. By breaking up, I hope you’ll reflect on your mistakes.” Kairos said firmly. “You really—” Caspian hadn’t expected this. He thought his father would stand by his side. He had always treated him like a jewel. Who would have thought that he wasn't worth more than Callista?

“Okay. Now tell me everything.” “I really don’t even know how to describe it.” “Start at the beginning.” “It happened when we first moved in.” “What happened?” “He kinda jerked me off.” “WHAT?” “Dude, stop screaming into your mic. You’re going to deafen me.” “You just told me that your stepbrother, the guy you hate more than anyone else in the world, and who hates you too, jerked you off. DUDE!”

I was the homophobic stepbrother. “Fuck!” I groaned and slammed my phone on the bed, feeling very pissed off. My phone buzzed on the bed but I ignored it. Then it buzzed again, so I had no choice but to pick it up, and when I saw it was from Stephen, my heart stopped for a minute.

She stood there, adjusting her coat, her expression as flat as a frozen lake. “Oh my God, Chris…” Lisa rushed toward her next. “Thank God you both are okay.” Chris gave her a small smile. Then she looked straight at me. “Yeah,” she said coolly. Her voice dipped with sarcasm. “Thanks to my stepbrother.” The word hit like a blade sliding between my ribs. Stepbrother. The audacity of it. As if five minutes ago she hadn’t been melting in my arms. As if I hadn’t been breathing her in like a man addicted.

“Don’t play dumb. How are things going with Mr. Hotness at home?” Amaya rolled her eyes. “Can you stop calling him that? And nothing is going on. He’s my stepbrother, remember?” Zara nudged her with her elbow. “Yeah, your hot stepbrother.” Amaya gave her a glare, but it wasn’t fierce enough to hide the slight flush crawling up her neck. “Zara, seriously. He just got here. It’s not even been up to a week.” “So? A lot can happen in a week. You two live under the same roof. You bumped into him, he caught you, then he pulled you close at the bathroom, don’t think I’ve forgotten what you told me.”