My Stepsister Stole My Groom Novels & Stories

I whispered, hoping it was not what I was thinking. He smiled cruelly, his words slicing through me like a knife. "Your stepsister," "What?" I exclaimed, acting like I wasn't expecting that. "I was surprised when I found out she was your stepsister on our wedding day," he explained. "Anyway, we've been carrying on our affair for months now ever since she accepted my feelings for her." My face crumpled, tears streaming down my face as the truth sank in, shattering my world into a million pieces.

Co-chief bridesmaid retorted. “Oh, don’t act surprised,” I said lightly. “You're Mark's stepsister, aren’t you? The one whose mother married his father and somehow you and your brother became the only jewels in the family, while the heir was forced to leave?” Her lips parted in shock. “You—”

I am in such a bad situation that you cannot understand it. “Then tell me,” I urged. She took a deep breath while her shoulders dropped. “My husband… He’s with my stepsister. The relationship between my husband and stepsister has been ongoing without my knowledge. The people who were supposed to protect my inheritance from my mother are now attempting to steal it all. Her emotional state reached me with the force of a physical blow to my stomach. I moved toward her until our bodies stood only a few inches apart. I spoke with determination as I told her, "They don't deserve you."

While Javior and the others were talking. They didn't realize that the substitute bride they mentioned had overheard all of their conversation. Her face was full of tears. He never thought that his father would do it. Especially his girlfriend. The man she thought would be her friend in old age turned out to be part of the plan. Not done with the surprise yet. She even finally found out that the man had become her stepsister's lover. It's really a terrible reality for him. Now starting to realize that love can not beat wealth.

Is it just because she's his stepmother, or for something else? Seeing the suspicious look everyone was giving him, Harris immediately came up with an excuse. "I said that because she's part of the family now, it won't be right if she stays home while we all go. And if you're afraid people would start talking if they see her with dad at the party, she can go with me, I would just tell them she's a relative." By relative Harris meant he would use her to chase away all the prospective brides his grandmother would pick for him, that was the main reason he wanted her to go, but of course, he couldn't say that to his family...

"Nicholas, it's Christmas. Why are you saying something like this?" I took a deep breath and pointed to the wound on my head. "Daniel, my dear stepbrother, has resented me since we were kids because he thought I would take his mom's attention away from him. So, he teamed up with his childhood sweetheart—my ex-fiancee, Josephine—to deceive me for five years." One of my cousins gasped. "What? Josephine? Isn't that Daniel's girlfriend's name?" I sent all the chat logs I had taken from Josephine's tablet that day, along with records of the money I had returned to her, to the family group chat.

“You expect me to believe that? You’ve been eyeing him since the moment you showed up. I saw the way he looked at you during dinner last night and now, on my wedding day, you decide to spread your legs for my husband?” Vivian pushed past her daughter, storming into the room with fury I recognized all too well. “I warned you, Margaret. I told you what would happen if you came near him. You ungrateful little slut. After everything this family has done for you—” “Alexander stepped between myself, Laura and Vivian with one hand raised. “Enough both of you. This is not the time or place.” Laura whirled on him. “You don't get to tell me that Alexander. For crying out loud,we just said our vows two

"Why are you slandering your fiancee like this, Nate? I can pretend that I didn't hear what you just said, so stop being so stubborn." He offered the bouquet back to me and continued, "Why don't we discuss this later after the wedding? Let's not delay the ceremony any longer." I didn't take the bouquet and let it fall to the floor, causing the petals to scatter everywhere. My tone was as cold as ice when I stared into Justin's bewildered eyes and hissed, "I'm being stubborn? The rest of the groomsmen remained in their spots. You're the only one who took off your shirt and approached her.

Aiden asked, his voice gentle, laced with concern. I didn’t answer immediately. I was trying to keep myself from breaking down all over again. Carefully, I adjusted my position, steadying myself as I gathered the strength to speak without crying. “You wouldn’t believe what my stepmother did,” I said finally. “She’s trying to marry you off to my stepsister.” “What do you mean?” Aiden asked, frowning. “She wants me to have two wives? Two half-sisters?” He shook his head slightly. “That’s… very weird.”

“But if you find him, tell him I’m stealing the centerpieces. Also, Mom would have loved this. The wisteria. It smells like her perfume.” My chest tightened, but it was a good pain. A sweet one. “I know,” I whispered. “She’s here, Re. I feel her.” I kissed my sister’s cheek and disengaged, making it to Alexander just in time. “So, tell me how you knew she was the one,” the poor guest said, seemingly oblivious to the groom’s twitching eye. “I want to hear every detail.” “Many apologies for interrupting.” I placed my hand on Alexander’s chest before he could respond. “But can I steal him away? Wedding duties.”