Novel & Cerita My Stepsister Is My Ex-girlfriend

“Then stop teasing and make me come already.” He dropped to his knees right there on the gym floor, yanking my shorts down. His mouth was on me in seconds. I threaded my fingers through his dark hair, trying not to cry out as he took me deep, throat working around me. The sight of my serious, bad-boy stepbrother on his knees for me was almost enough to finish me off. “Fuck, Liam… I’m close…”

As if fate wanted to play a twisted game, Rufus turned eighteen and found out that Leanor was his mate - adding a new level of complexity to their already complicated situation. The fact that his stepsister was his mate left Rufus stunned. Episode 1 Leanor was lying on the bed when her friend mind linked her. When she opened the mind link, Raina's voice in a flash reverberated on the opposite end. "Are you really not planning to go to tonight's class get togather party?" Leanor snarled delicately as she got up from the bed. "I can't come." Leanor murmured gradually.. "Why can't you come?"

I had always thought, with how manipulative she was when we grew up, that all she wanted was the life I had that she could not have, but maybe she just really loved Kellan more than I did, and it seems like they are a better fit. "Help you?" I ask again when she does not say a word. "What can I help you with?" "Can we meet up? I would come over to your house or..." "Melissa, what on earth is this? What are you trying to pull here?" I stop her before she can go on to lay a trap for me. Was I wrong? Was her intention to hurt me, no matter the situation? Was she working for Maljore? "Sister!" "Stepsister to you, and you know that according to the family tree, I am an aunt to you." Why was I so

"Maybe it was a bad idea to think that Cassian would ever think of me as something more than a friend of his stepsister. I should've known that I stood no chance when I saw his ex. You really needed to see the way he rejected me in his room. He didn't even look at me twice after all the effort I put into the make-up and the dress. I mean, I deserved it, but he was so harsh!! At this point, I think I'm just going to lay back and enjoy the party. There's no point pursuing anything now that he's in a relationship... Celeste? Celeste!!" I jerked up from my slouched posture and straightened myself immediately when I got out of my head. "Wh... What were you saying?" "So you didn't hear anything I

Every single morning, I demanded written reports on what time she woke up, which hallways of the estate she walked through, and exactly how many minutes she spent talking to my stepfather. I spent hours standing by the windows of my own study, gripping the stone sill so hard my fingers turned completely numb and white. From there, I would watch the two of them walk through the private gardens. They weren't even touching, but the way they spoke, the way she listened to him with her head tilted, made my blood boil with a hot, furious jealousy. "You're doing it again," a sharp, angry voice cut through the quiet room. I didn't turn around from the window. I kept my eyes locked on the garden belo

I pulled it off, a little too forcefully, and dropped it into the bin after the cake. He really had the nerve. Giving me things his mistress picked and made. Disgust crawled over my skin. I turned and walked into the next room, my steps quick, tense. I pulled out my phone and called my stepmother, telling her I wanted a divorce from Sebastian. She yelled at me, her voice sharp and unforgiving, throwing the words at me like a threat. “Okay. Divorce him and let your sister on life support die.” The line went dead.

“Ethel… it’s… it’s not—” “Don’t you dare,” I snarled. “Don’t you fucking dare tell me it’s not what it looks like because it sure looked like you had your dick inside my stepsister!” My voice cracked on the last words. I moved my gaze to the woman in question. There was not a hint of remorse on her face, but that didn’t shock me. My stepsister had never cared about me. She’d stolen my high school boyfriend with crocodile tears and a sob story. She’d turned my mother against me so many times I’d lost count. Of course she’d take Max too.

The redhead’s gaze flickered to me and she gave me a smile as fake as her eyelashes. “Oops,didn’t see you there.” She said in disdain before returning hungrily to Kaden. “Nice to meet you too,” I muttered resisting the urge to roll my eyes. Her talon like nails stroked his tie as she said, “Didn’t know you have a girlfriend now. That’s a bummer. You should have done better.” "Forgive me, I should have said - Serena is my stepsister. And she is completely gorgeous isn’t she?" I nudged him sharply and he stifled a smile.

“ the first time we met was unexpected and unplanned.’’ “ So do you plan every time you meet girls? are you a creep?’’ I asked, pushing his buttons. “ I didn't mean that. I mean that the person who I was before I met you is different from the person I am right now. I…’ “ there you go again with your b*******. You are my step sister's boyfriend who slept with my other step sister. and then outside of that you went ahead to excuse me of being the one who seduced and slept with you knowing fully well that I would never do that. you tainted my reputation with my stepsister's…” “Your stepsisters are already horrible to you. I was helping you.” he uttered those words and was provoked and proud. br

She had her back turned to me but something deep inside me confirmed it. My stepsister, Mindy. And Mindy never went anywhere or did anything without her twin sister, Cindy which meant the other woman lying underneath Michael was also my second stepsister, Cindy. Mindy and Cindy, my two nemeses, are fucking my fiancé right now! It felt unreal. At first, I couldn’t move. I willed my legs to run away, but my entire body was frozen. I stood there, frozen watching my stepsisters straddle my fiancé. I didn’t believe my eyes.