My Stepbrother, My Ruin Novels & Stories

And I stood there, staring at the sister I thought I knew, realizing that what broke me wasn’t just losing my fiancé… it was losing the one person I never thought would hurt me like this. The sound of my mother’s sobs echoed through the house, and Adira’s last whisper trembled through the air… “I never meant to fall in love with him… but I did.” And that was when I realized… this wasn’t the end of something. It was the beginning of ruin. “Did you just say you love him???!!"

Ropes of cum spurted on my palm as my climax went on and on… and finally, the last bit of cum dripped down to the tiles. I cursed, slamming my body back on the couch. This was wrong… bloody wrong. He was my stepbrother… one I was certain I hated.

I hated how badly I needed my stepbrother to ruin me. And I knew, deep down, that when it finally happened… I was going to beg for every raw, filthy second.

It was already embarrassing and unlucky enough that the stepbrother I loathed was the same person I'm meant to call boss in a company I've been wanting to work in. At this point, I didn't think it could get any worse. "I have a question." He said. I squinted my eyes in unease. "Okay?" The word morphed into a question. His riling smirk widened, it was the kind I wanted to smack out of his face. "How does it feel to have the table turned against you... Stepsister?”

I wanted to tell him that I couldn't do that, that the legal fallout would tear everything apart, but he sharply cut me off before the words could even leave my tongue. "Is it because he's your stepbrother?" the chief interrupted, his eyes narrowing into slits. "Not yet," I said through gritted teeth. A wave of pure, unadulterated hatred rolled through me—not for the chief, but for Riven. I hated how my entire life was completely derailing, how every single professional boundary I had built was turning to ash because of that blue-eyed bastard.

"Try harder, I know you want me wasted." "So?— do you have a problem with that or will your brother be mad at you?" That's enough! No more Linking me with my stepbrother!

"When Mom and Dad died, you were the one who held everything together. You were only 19. Other young ladies your age were off at university, dating, and living their lives. "But you were already working in a factory. I've never forgotten all the money you lent me over the years. It's not that I didn't want to pay you back. I just wanted to give you even more." At that point, Oliver's voice cracked. "30% of the company is the best I can give you right now. Take it. Once the quarterly dividends start coming in, you and Emma won't have to struggle anymore." My eyes stung, and I almost cried. This was my little brother. The boy I basically raised. How could he ever hurt me?

Like he was promising me everything would be okay even though we both knew it might not be. I cried until there were no tears left. Until my throat was raw and my eyes burned. When I finally pulled back I felt embarrassed. Exposed. I had just broken down completely in front of Nate Henderson. The boy who tormented me for weeks. The boy who was now my stepbrother. The boy who made my entire body come alive with just a look. "Sorry," I whispered. Tried to wipe my face. "I did not mean to fall apart like that." Nate reached up and tilted my chin. Forced me to look at him. His green eyes were intense. Burning with something that made my breath catch. "Do not apologize. You are allowed to feel ev

I stared at the depraved words, smiling in self satisfaction and when I tapped on the search bar, different suggestions flodded my screen. ~Stepbrother catches me masturbating and he fucks my tight pussy in exchange to keep it as secret~ ~Stepbrother has a big dick which doesn't fits my hole but after a finger fuck, it expands~ ~Step sister gets caught fingering herself and brother teases her pussy until she cums out much juice~ These was all I got from simply typing in 'incest'. All the videos dripped with sin, making my pussy throb with need and when I couldn't help it anymore longer, I tapped on the last suggestion.

And deep down, I knew this was only the beginning of something that could destroy everything… our parents’ marriage, our place in this house, at school, maybe even us. But right now, with the memory of his lips on mine still fresh, I wasn’t sure I cared. This crazy feeling for my stepbrother, was going to be my ruin.