My Stepbrother, My Ruin Novels & Stories

This was someone who was supposed to stand by me as the only sibling I have, but he was doing the opposite. I staggered backward, my legs threatening to give way beneath me. Since he has been hiring countless people for the past years until now, it means he will stop at nothing just to see me die. “I guess the biggest enemy we have now is your stepbrother,” Rovan mumbled, his eyes on me. “Permit me to end this, Lyvanne.”

"Because then I get to have a genuinely good time breaking you apart, and I get to use you as the link that pulls him all the way in. Two birds, one stone." "You're sick," I said. "We're all sick in this story, sunshine." He said it so casually it almost sounded reasonable. "You fuck your brother—" "He is my stepbrother," I snapped, and I felt the rawness of it leave my mouth before I could stop it, the desperation to make him understand even when some part of me already knew it didn't matter to him. "He is my stepbrother and he is my mate. The bond is real. It is not what you are making it sound like."

"I don't want to give you any trouble. Look, I am really sorry for the way this boy acted. He had no right to behave that way, especially towards you and I apologize on his behalf." "Are you serious right now?" He said laughing. It was a sad and angry laughter. One I was so familiar with. "He broke my fucking nose! You do know that right?" "Alex, he is my step brother. Granted, I just met him few months ago but he is a mad man and everyone knows it. Please, dont get upset with me because of what my stupid brother did." I was not ashamed to plead. After all, Alex was a friend. He was the only friend that I had. I was not going to lose him. I would rather betray Daniel and inflict on him the e

he beckons to me, leaving me utterly astonished by the unexpected turn of events. The realization hits me like a ton of bricks—could this man be my stepbrother? The shock of being referred to as his sister reverberates through me, as I recall having no brother. As he withdraws from embracing my mother, he shares his sorrow, expressing his frustration over the sudden loss of his father. "I'm devastated that my father left us in this way. It's hard to pinpoint his killer as he had numerous enemies," he mourns softly. I flutter my eyelashes, mesmerized by the richness of his voice. A wave of forbidden thoughts crosses my mind—could it be wrong to feel a stir of attraction towards my stepbrother

Does he already see it as a way of flirting? Although I have every right to be angry, I refuse to get angry with him. Our parents are getting married in a matter of weeks. My stepbrother and I will officially become stepsiblings, and I don't want to grow resentful at him. I just have to accept that he's very different from his biological siblings, Ryle and Rhian. "She's my property—a girl from my home." I didn’t exactly know what figuratively or literally he meant by saying those words earlier, and those somehow healed my heart. I felt like remembering those words makes me totally okay and I am able to smile once again.

I responded, a little too honest with my feelings with a stranger. Also the alcohol. “Thank you for that and sad? Why are you sad? You’re too pretty to be sad.” He responded and a resigned sigh left my chest as I looked up at him, he looked old and at the same time very fucking hot. “I mean, a lot has happened and I have no one to talk to, I don’t even have a friend…... anymore.” I continued talking, very thankful that I’d taken more than enough alcohol because I really didn’t want to remember this tomorrow, I staggered again and again, he caught me.

She flinched. Brianna saw it. Saw the exact moment Raven understood what had happened. The humiliation she had planned for Brianna had turned back on her. The story she had tried to tell about the laundromat girl who did not belong had been rewritten. Now the story was about the cousin who had overreached. Who had attacked someone protected by the heir of the Van Doren empire. Who had made an enemy of the man who would one day own everything. Raven stepped down from the stage. Her legs were unsteady. She reached for the railing, missed, caught herself. No one moved to help her.

I already hated their ridiculous marriage enough as it was. Which meant Kayden’s money was still useful to me. But he was my Stepbrother now? How was I supposed to survive an entire month, doing whatever he wanted and acting as a step sister? I let out a discreet breath. I decided not to let it bother me. My plan was after that one month, I'd go to another town and start a new life, far away from them. “What are you thinking about?” he asked suddenly, turning the wheel as the car curved into the street leading to my house.

“You always have a choice, Miya. Call me when you remember that.” Then she walked away, leaving me alone on the sidewalk with my guilt and Finn’s text already buzzing in my pocket: “7 sharp. I’ll pick you up.” Isa’s words echoed in my head: “You know you can tell me anything.” I wanted to. God, I wanted to. But how do you tell your best friend that your professor who also happened to be your stepbrother made you kneel, swallow, and leave your panties behind like a trophy? I took one dejected step after another before the hair on my arms stood up.

“Prevent it?” Her father was silent for a long moment. “I prevented your life from taking one particular path. But I didn’t prevent ruin. I just created a different kind of it. A ruin where my daughter learned that her body didn’t belong to her. Where she learned that I was capable of making irreversible decisions for her without her consent. Where she learned that love and control were indistinguishable.”