Step Bro Novels & Stories

"We’re really stuck here for two weeks, huh?" I froze mid-scrub, staring blankly at the soapy plate in my hands. For a second, I thought I imagined it. Rowan Harrigan, my arrogant, perpetually irritated stepbrother who made it a mission to make my life hell—was starting a conversation? Voluntarily?

The thud of a bad hitting the floor echoed through every corner of the house. A warm voice was talking to another. It was in the middle of a sentence and it was obvious they were two people that were invested in whatever conversation they were having. And then the head looked up, and focused on us, on me, on him. The other was one step behind the first, and looked up to. I was just ruined by my stepbrother’s dick, and i was sitting on his dick as we were both on the stairs. The two of them were frozen in the entryway.

“Can you stop hissing and tell what's going on with you?” Maria said “okay this story is about my friend” I lied, I couldn't bring myself to tell her that it was me. She already disliked Cassian and telling her about it might spark mixed reactions from her. “I thought I was your only friend” “Don't get jealous yet, she a distant cousin” “So what about her?” “She had this step brother who just confessed his feelings for her but she's scared that it might be another cell for her, because of the trauma she had to endure in her past”

He tried to reach me again but I refused and hastily stepped back. “You’re insane!” I hissed. He looked at me miserably. “I know the truth now. I was wrong when I thought you were with another man. He’s your stepbrother, I knew it! I’m sorry, Bev. I just really thought you could actually replace me that fast. I couldn’t take it-“ “The fuck? That’s your ego talking, asshole. We’re done and don’t bother me again, will you please?” I was about to walk out but he pulled me back. I looked at him sharply. “What’s your fucking problem?”

Or pull him back in and kiss him like I’d never stopped. Instead, a laugh burst out—awkward and breathless and utterly humiliating. Ian’s smirk deepened. But before either of us could say another word— A bright light hit us. We both froze. The patio doors swung open, spilling light and noise from the party behind us. Chris stepped out, followed by Annie. And Annie? She saw everything. Her eyes widened like dinner plates. Her jaw dropped so fast I thought it might dislocate. “Oh my god,” she gasped, grabbing my arm like she needed physical proof I was real. “Were you just making out with your stepbrother?!”

“And I'm sorry.” Trevor moved forward, his eyes hard. “Why didn't it work out?” “What?” I frowned. “You know, I was patient with you. Even when you have me a bunch of cock and bulk stories…” “What?...I don't know what you're talking about.” “Oh,no need to hoe anymore. I know you're fucking your stepbrother.* My eyes widend. “What? Are you insane?” “You didn't deny it.” he cocked his head to the side.

"No one. Not even college boys. I kept my pussy for you alone, Daddy," Brody groaned. Oh, he was deranged. There was no way Stephanie would say that, and there was no way she hadn't fucked anyone. He had caught her smooching with a guy on prom night a year ago. It had been the hottest thing he'd seen, seeing his stepdaughter get her huge tits sucked on by some randy boy from high school. He'd fantasised about that night for days. "You're lying," He grumbled, spanking her ass. "You don't get your reward anymore. You get a punishment,"

I snapped, losing my patience with his almost intentional misunderstanding. "Watch it." His low voice warned as his eyebrow lifted at me in amusement. "The difference is that you're going around telling people we were step-siblings before this. That's not something to tell people Jack. I don't want people knowing that." I pushed as I stared up at him. His eyes narrowed at me as he lifted his lips into a slight smirk before speaking. "Why'd you fuck your stepbrother then?" He questioned as his eyebrows furrowed together. I stayed silent not really knowing what to say to that.

Aiden, Zander, Liam, and Matthew stood side by side, their expressions unreadable but their presence overwhelming. Emma froze, her heart racing in fear. “Oh no,” she whispered. David swallowed nervously, looking between the brothers and Mia. “Who are they?” Mia hesitated, glancing at her stepbrothers before answering. “They’re… my stepbrothers.” David blinked in surprise, clearly taken aback. “Step Brothers? I didn’t know you had step brothers.” Aiden stepped forward, his voice calm but laced with warning. “We’re very protective of Mia.”

My fear, my hesitation, my disbelief that we could win. The stepbrother had walked out tonight. Next time, he wouldn’t. And if we didn’t evolve—he’d make sure we never walked out either.