Step Bro Novels & Stories

I guess he meant it when he said we should ignore each other. “It’s my stepbrother… I” “What’s wrong? Is he giving you a hard time? My stepbrother is a total asshole,” Kenya says. I smile. Life would be easier if I thought he was an asshole. “No, I fell in love with him over the summer.” The room falls silent as all eyes turn to me. See, I know they would think it was weird. “I know it may be weird….” I begin to explain “Ewwwwwwww.” Kenya exclaims.

, disgusted l just rolled my eyes . " Before all the gods how the hell could l accept to stay under the same roof with a person like him . He was a womanizer and the thought that soon he was going to be my step brother disgusted me . Though having no idea of where l was going , l pretended to walk but then just as l passed via them , things immediately changed .

Josh I sobbed so hard, did Steph know about this and if she did, why didn't she tell me about it all this while, maybe I'm been hunted because of Nathan, I could remember I told Josh about Nathan being my older brother when Nathan caught Josh and me having sex and this is my rewards

“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…”

I pointed out. "And you should have drunk a little at least." He scoffed. "I bet you'd have been giving me a story way better than your hot sibling stalking you through school platforms." I raised my eyebrow at him and he sighed. "I'm so sorry Kay. Please blame it on this horrible hangover." I shook my head as he put an arm around me. "I really want to understand what spiciness is happening between you and your hot stepbrother." "No spicy anything is happening, Cameron." I replied closing my locker door. We made our way to our first class through the scanty hall.

Not even ten minutes later, my phone buzzed. Stepbrother: Come to my room. Quiet. Now. My heart raced. I crept down the hallway. His door was cracked open. The second I slipped inside, he shut it, locked it, and pushed me against the wall. His mouth crashed into mine in a hungry kiss while his hand shoved down the front of my sweatpants. Two thick fingers plunged straight into my soaked pussy. “Still full of my cum,” he whispered against my lips, pumping his fingers slowly. “Such a dirty girl. Walking around downstairs like a good little sister while your stepbrother’s load is leaking out of you.”

His large hands cup both sides of my face, and his thumbs slowly brush my tears away. “We’re never letting you out of our sight again.” Fuck. I want to kiss him so bad. I shouldn’t do this. I shouldn’t feel all these filthy emotions clawing through me. He’s still my stepbrother. We’re still… family. It’s wrong. It’s awful. It’s… Fuck it. I lean in, rising onto my tiptoes, and crush my lips against his. Oh my god. His soft lips part instantly, welcoming me like he’s been dying for it too.

“He’ll show up this time. I just know it. I can’t wait for us to be a real family again.” “Me too,” I lied, throat tight. We talked for another minute about travel plans before I hung up. When I looked back at the table, both twins were watching me. “Still no clue who your new stepbrother is?” Daisy asked. “Nope.” I shoved my phone into my pocket. “He’s dodged every single meeting. Maybe he’ll finally appear at the wedding. Who knows.” Daniel leaned back in his chair, smirking. “Well, whoever he is, I hope he’s not as much of an asshole as Damian Prescott. You’ve already got one rich jock complicating your life.”

Her next words nearly give me a heart attack. “There are two things, actually. Sebastian and I got married in Vegas two days ago.” My stomach drops. “What?!” “There was nothing I could do, Loriah.” She cries. “He brought it up and I couldn’t dissuade him. I’m so sorry.” This only means one thing — Zakari is really my step brother now. “I don’t have much time, but the second thing I want to tell you… Zakari killed his younger brother ten years ago. He murdered Jamal with his own hands…”

Anya said, and meant it. Leo appeared next, already half-lost in whatever problem his mind was wrestling with. He was fourteen now, tall and still growing, all long limbs and angular features that hadn’t quite settled into their final form. He grabbed toast and orange juice without really looking at either, his attention clearly elsewhere.