Nonton Film My Step Aunt Novels & Stories

“Sorry I’m a hugger. Hope that’s alright. Brady!” Aunt Steph redirects her attention to me, giving me a tight squeeze as well. “Sorry I was asleep this morning when you swung by. I hate I missed my favorite nephew.” Her grin is contagious. “I’m your only nephew, Aunt Steph.” I let out a small laugh. She waves off my comment. “Minor detail. Come on in! Make yourselves comfortable. I’m ordering food to be brought up. You guys want a cheeseburger? We’d love for you to eat with us!”

Aunty Bola looked at me and laughed too. "Why do you look so off, Uthman? You guys are at the stage where you have girlfriends and hide them away from us." "Well, I don't have a girlfriend." I replied her curtly "But you have a girl you like." Aunty Bola added. Oh no, my modern step mother should not join in this malady. Yes, my Step mom is 29, not that old. She was 20 when she came into our house. And she's super, super modern.

"You don't seem to be okay, how did my son bring you here?" "I said I wanted to go home but I was surprised because she brought me here aunt." but it's okay, I also want to see his mommy. "Where are you from?" "Hospital." I answered directly. "Hospital? What are you doing there? Who is sick? Tell me!" Come on, just relax, Tita, you have no opponent. "Ah, what's the matter Aunt, Stephen is pregnant so we went to see the doctor to see if the child is okay." I said, he suddenly burst out laughing.

Not letting me see him or call him? "But I love him" Zoe simply said as she got up from the chair and grabbed her bag, then she walked out of the house without even looking back at her aunt. Getting into her car she drove away. Zoe is always pissed off everytime her aunt tells her that Scot is her step brother, she know that he's her step brother. Zoe's mind was a mess and finally she arrived at the building where she was working and walked into it. Getting the elevator to her office, Zoe entered as she threw her bag onto the sofa ignoring everything. Suddenly, she heard someone's groan.

“That is a good idea. For now, let's get my step-cousin out of you.” “You make a great aunt.” She smiled genuinely, her eyes twinkling like the less evil version of her mother. “Yeah yeah…” A text came in.

The pain is even heavier by the fact that they haven’t appreciated me since childhood. "Oh, Arya, why do you look like that?" I came back to my senses when I heard Aunt's voice. They have returned to the kitchen. She is accompanied by Uncle Luisito who is our avid driver here at the Hacienda and Maria who is assigned to the coconut plantation. "Wait, are you crying, huh?" Aunt added when she approached me. I immediately raised my eyes to bring back the tears that were forming in my eyes earlier. I took a deep breath. "N-No, Aunt, I just remembered the sad ending of the movie that I watched last night. I just can't move on with it." I excused myself.

I lift my head and meet James' eyes, and he looks just about perplexed as I am. "Andrea?" I call in confusion as I revert my gaze to her. And is she smiling? She beams as she closes the distance between us and grips my shoulder. "Elizabeth! I should have known you had something up your sleeves, you sneaky little thing! Do you have any idea what this means?" I arch my brow in silence, stunned by her reaction. "You’re fucking your stepbrother! Behind your parents' backs! That’s so rebellious and freaking sexy!" "Okay, not too loud now." I chuckle awkwardly as I look behind her to make sure no one else will be walking through that door.

He dared to laugh after saying a lewd monstrosity. “That’s incest.” I pointed out the obvious knowing damn well he wasn’t going to have it. “And?” “The boy is my stepbrother.” “Uh-huh. Stepbrother. Meaning you have all the right to hump him to your heart’s content.” He said and all I wanted at that moment was to give him a good smack. Before I could come up with words to answer him, a faint knock came from the door, and for some reason, I froze in my posture. One, it wasn’t my mom because the knock was rather too forceful than hers.

she explained and I swallowed hard at the mention of his name again and although I told myself I didn't wanna think of this morning anymore, I couldn't stop my travelling thoughts from going wherever it is they wanted and they swinged back and forth from this morning, to the night he told me of his mother's return and over to that morning at the office he said something about my coat that led to our step father conversation. This means, My Father is the Step Dad Adrian spoke of?? Adrian is my Step Brother???

To all my incredible readers on GoodNovel— Thank you so much for walking this emotional road with Xavier, Henry, and me. 🖤 “My Stepbrother, My Mate” wasn’t just a story—it was a journey of love, grief, healing, and the kind of connection that not even death could break. 🌌💔 I know… there may be some unresolved threads, plot holes, or side characters you wish had more closure—some might’ve been missed by mistake, and others were left open on purpose… for the future. 😉🔮