Pregnant Stepsister Novels & Stories

That’s what the books said. That’s what Mom said. Three days wasn’t a break. Three days was nothing. Unless it was him. Unless being with Kael messed everything up. Because he wasn’t just some guy. He was my stepbrother. And we’d already crossed a line we said we never would. That night in the cabin. My phone buzzed on the sink. *Unknown Number*: _You awake?_ Then again. *Unknown Number*: _Elara. Please open the door._ I didn’t have to guess who it was.

All heads turned. Lucien stood in the entrance, tall, regal, and impossibly quiet. His golden eyes swept over them once, then narrowed. “Why the silence?” he asked, voice calm but laced with suspicion. “What’s happening here?” Mira instantly stepped back from Stephanie, composing herself. Her expression melted into faux concern. “I was just trying to understand something disturbing, Alpha,” she said, her voice silk again. “Stephanie here… is pregnant.” Stephanie went still.

I looked at her flabbergasted. "Sister?! I have a sister too? What is going on?" "It seemed that you didn't pay full attention to my story. After I left your father, I married someone else and we had a daughter. I told her about you and when she was old enough, I told her this secret and sent her here to find you." "And who is this mystery person?" I asked with skepticism. Susan chuckled. "The person you know as Lady Vivian is your step-sister and her name is Stacie."

“I would rather die than marry Damien Blackwood!” Sophia’s scream echoed through the Hayes mansion. The bridal magazine slipped from Vivian’s hands and landed on the marble floor. “What nonsense are you talking about?” Vivian demanded, staring at her daughter in disbelief. Sophia paced the living room, her face pale with panic. “I’m not marrying him!” Vivian’s expression darkened. “You’ve lost your mind.” “No, Mom. I finally came to my senses.” She stopped pacing and looked at her mother with fearful eyes.

“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…”

And yet it silenced the entire hall. I said nothing. Ryan walked in, one step at a time. His gaze dropped to my hand clasped in Jason's, and his voice went cold. “Why aren't you the one who married me?” Behind him, Father and Stepmother stumbled in through the door. Stepmother's hair was loose, her makeup ruined with tears, every trace of her usual composure gone. She threw herself behind Ryan and wept until she could barely stand. “Please, go see Vicky first.”

She said looking at me “I’m not interested, say whatever you want to say and get out while I’m still nice, She smile and roll her the seat, “Well my darling step-sister, I’m here to inform you…..” She paused and looked down at her tummy, she smile and started massaging her tummy, Seconds passed and she was still smiling and managing her tummy while I kept quiet watching her every move, “Opps, sorry for keeping you waiting I almost forgot you’ve never experience it so you won't know how it feels” “Well after what happened last time, I’m here to tell you that I’m one week pregnant for your husband”

But deep down, she knew the truth: she was broken, damaged beyond repair by the wicked hands of fate. The same fate that had allowed the attack that had claimed her mother’s life in a highly suspicious rogue attack and also scarred her for life. But fate continued to make her life worse when she lost her wolf and was demoted to the pack’s Omega. They had called her useless and forced her to work as a maid for her stepmother and stepsister. The only person who ever accepted her and wanted her was her handsome, loving husband Alpha Jake. That was why she had to do all she could do to keep him by her side. No matter what. Half an hour later, Ana stepped through the front door of her home, with

"This is Jules Verne, my..." "Your girlfriend, we know," Ava(Harris's friend and actress) said cutting him off. Harris chuckled. "No, not my girlfriend. She's my stepmom. I only said she's my girlfriend to get rid of Sasha," he told them. "What! Stepmom?" Greg and Ava both said in unison. "Yes! STEPMOM," Harris emphasized. They both looked surprised and thought, how can someone like Jules be Harris's stepmom? She looks so young.

Who even said you look like a female? You look like a man in feminine clothes. You're so ugly and disgusting. My chest tightens when his voice repeatedly rings in my ears. All skin and bones with no curves, just fake boobs that are larger than your tiny masculine body. Deranged bitch! I try to shove his voice away, the sound. But it's futile. I fucking want my bitchy little spoilt brat of a step sister. I've always wanted Katherine right from the moment my eyes caught glimpse of her at our parents shitty wedding thirteen days ago.