My Wicked Stepdad Novel Novels & Stories

she said, taking a sip of her soda, “we’re still going shopping after school, right?” I exhaled, shaking my head. “I can’t go.” Her brow furrowed. “Why not?” “My stepfather won’t allow it.” I poked at my food, avoiding her gaze. Leslie let out a disbelieving laugh. “Since when do you listen to your stepfather?” I scoffed, finally meeting her eyes. “Since he came to bail me out while you were too afraid to tell your parents we were lovers.” Her face paled. The color drained so fast I almost felt bad. Almost.

I shook my head back and forth, frantically trying to find words to defend myself, but my throat felt completely tight. “You are nothing but a shameless whore, Kaira!” she screamed, stepping right into my personal space, her breath hot against my face. “Liam is your stepfather! He is my husband! He belongs to me, and you went out there and stole him from my own bed without a single shred of dignity or shame!”

“I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Every time I moved in bed I felt you. Please, Daddy… fuck me again. I need more.” He stood up, freed his thick cock, and rubbed the head through my slick folds. “Beg properly. Tell your stepfather how much you love being his dirty little secret while your mother sleeps upstairs.” “I love it,” I whimpered, pushing back. “I love being your whore. Please fuck your wife’s daughter. Breed me again. I don’t care how wrong it is.” He thrust in deep, bottoming out with a groan. “Fuck, this pussy is perfect. So young and tight for your billionaire stepfather.”

he growled, then pressed me against the wall and fucked me until I was screaming. That night, I snuck into my stepdad’s office while mom was fucking him in their room, and got the existing will along with the new one I had drawn up. When I sat down with him, he’d quickly glanced at the existing will, growling that Stephanie gets everything. Then, he’d looked over the new will. “We need to make some changes here,” he said. “Like what?” I asked.

“You have a good summer too.” Then, I drag my bag to the elevator in the hall before pressing the down button. Lila’s a great friend, but she’s prone to anxiety, which is why I didn’t want to bring up some of my fears about my upcoming job. The truth is that Joelle and Brad aren’t going through a bad divorce; they’re going through total war. Even worse, I can’t afford to alienate my ex-stepfather because it’s actually his money paying for my education at Evergreen. Yes, my mom has a healthy salary as a nurse, but it’s not enough for four years of tuition, as well as room and board. So I need to find a path forward, even if it means cozying up to the gorgeous man of the house. But how bad can

It can be read as a stand-alone, but there are benefits to reading this book first. Lastly, this concerns my other book: Your last lie—please do not purchase it until perhaps next year (Late next year); it was my first book and thus very clumsy, I want to work on it, and if you have it in your library, you can remove it and select it later, the changes should reflect. Thank you for reading and voting for ‘Bound to My Wicked Stepbrother’. I would love to hear more from you; whether you have any expectations for the next book? How you feel about the ending of both stories; basically, anything you wish to share pertaining to the book.

Lucas stood still, his expression tightening, his heart pounding-but he didn't move. Then- A scoff cut through the silence. Victor leaned back slightly, his voice sharp and unapologetically dismissive. "Well?" he said coldly. "Are you just going to stand there all night?" The words hit like a slap. But the three of them still didn't move. "Don't you have any manners?" Adrian added immediately, his tone no kinder. "You walk into a room full of elders and don't even greet anyone? Is that what your father and that good-for-nothing stepmother are teaching you? Oh wait! She doesn't even like you."

“It is wicked.” He kissed the throbbing spot on her neck and felt her shiver. “Why would something so natural be wicked? You think it is wicked because the church wants women to only know their husbands. That doesn’t mean what we are doing is wrong. This is what we were made for. As long as we are both enjoying it, why is it wrong? Let’s enjoy creating some wicked memories to keep secret together.”

I was hoping that he would help me, but he didn’t; he watched as my stepfather hit me and then pinned me to his desk before walking out and closing the door behind him as my stepfather had slammed his cock inside me with a pleasured growl. I had seen the guilt, disgust and pity on his face before he walked out, and once my stepfather had finished and I could move, I didn’t bother to clean off the evidence of what my stepfather had done and went to find him. When I found him in the library, I thought he would help — that he might report my stepfather to the werewolf council. Instead, he refused, telling me that as Alpha, my stepfather had every right to do as he wished.

"Are you sure about this?" Aiden whispered. "No, I'm not. Just go away...I don't think I want you to do this anymore. I mean, this isn't sane....you are my stepdad, and no matter what It's not right to be lying with you on the same bed in this controversial position! Ugh!" I said in my head while my heart palpitated as he wrapped his hands around me. "Can you hear me?" he asked, snapping me out of my reverie.