Step Bro Novels & Stories

Everyone gets up on their feet, cheering and clapping for us. Eason takes steps forward. He cups my face with both of his hands and bends down to kiss me, passionately. His body is trembling with excitement and joy, and so is mine. “I love you, Nat. So, so much.” He whispers softly against my lips. “I love you too. Forever.” I wrap my arms around his neck, tightly. 4 years ago when I came back to Boston, I thought I had encountered the biggest trouble in my life. My stepbrother was a evil, spoiled, manipulative rich brat. The most unfortunate thing in my life was having to live under the same roof as him.

“Tell me everything. Did you go home with the hot guy from the booth or did I imagine that wave?” I laughed once, the sound thin and slightly hysterical. “I went home with him. Sort of. Private room at the club. And then this morning I found out he’s my new stepbrother.” Silence. Then, “You’re joking.” “I wish I was.” I told her everything. Maya listened without interrupting until I ran out of words. “Jesus, Em. That’s next-level catastrophic. But listen to me. You didn’t know. He didn’t know. It happened. Now you both pretend it didn’t and you survive until the wedding. That’s all. You’re not a terrible person.”

She looked genuinely excited. Completely unaware that the two boys sitting in front of her hated each other’s existence. “Ryan, this is Miles.” Her hand landed on my shoulder. “My son.” I wanted the floor to open and swallow me My mother then turned toward me. “Miles, this is Ryan.” She smiled. “Your new stepbrother.” I felt like I was about to faint. My ears started ringing. The room suddenly felt too warm. My new step brother? Ryan? What sort of joke is this,

Looking at him in a black suit with a scowl plastered on his face, I knew my eyes weren’t playing tricks on me, it was Hayden Reid. Ours locked, and Hayden’s eyes widened slightly. The entire wedding process was a blur, as I took a seat, my heart refusing to believe what my eyes were seeing. The uncanny resemblance between the older and younger one made me feel scared. I remembered everything that happened at the club between us. “Grace, I want to introduce you to your new stepbrother”, My mother said, dragging me towards him. “You have always wanted a brother right?” She reminded me cheerfully.

And underneath it was just a boy sitting in his kitchen with bandaged knuckles and a bruised jaw looking at me like I was the green light and he already knew what reaching for me would cost him. "This is a terrible idea," I said. "The worst." "We have rules. I wrote them down. You signed them." "I did." "Rule three. No physical contact in private. I underlined it twice." "You did." "If we do this–" My voice caught. I started again. "If we do this, it's not the bar. It's not anonymous. It's not something we can pretend didn't happen." "I know." "You're going to be my stepbrother."

She raised one eyebrow, waiting. I rubbed the back of my neck, feeling awkward. “Enzo is my stepbrother. My mom married his dad a few weeks ago. It all happened really fast. One night I met this guy at a club, we… hooked up, and the next morning I found out he was going to be my new stepbrother. I didn’t know how to tell anyone. It felt too messy.” Charlotte’s eyes widened slightly, but she stayed quiet, letting me continue.

Royal looked at Angel and she swallowed. "She's my sister" Royal told Ginger without taking his eyes off Angel. "Sister? You never told me you've got a sister......" "Now you know" He muttered and left Angel's sight,he started climbing the stairs. Ginger smiled at Angel,more like a fake smile before going after Royal. Angel came back to reality after they left,she slapped herself. "I'm an unlucky jerk,what?? My step brother?" She shook her head and went into the kitchen. Ginger entered Royal's room and met him already took off his shirt,he was holding a pack of cigarette trying to take one out but Ginger hugging him from behind made him stop.

“They include you in family dinners. They’ve made efforts to connect with you. And instead of meeting them halfway, you’re pushing them away with these accusations.” “Meeting them halfway?” I repeated. “Yes,” she said firmly. “You need to put in effort too. You need to try to build a relationship with them instead of assuming the worst. They’re going to be your brothers now, whether you like it or not.” Step-brothers, I wanted to correct, but what was the point? “The suspension from the healing center, this scene tonight, it’s a pattern, Delilah,” Ryker said. “A pattern of you struggling to adjust and lashing out instead of accepting help.”

Simone walked almost reflexively up the stairs to her place. She had to pinch herself a couple of times to make sure she was awake… and lo and behold, it was no dream. William, her stepbrother whom she had been daydreaming about since her college days, had asked her to be his lover.

I said, gripping a handful of my hair, trying to breathe steady. “You mean you've met him somewhere before? Do I know him?” Melissa asked. “It's Sky,” I said. “What? You're kidding me, right?” she laughed lightly and added, “What are the odds?” I remained silent. I don't know why she finds it funny, but to me, it's not. “Wait… you're not kidding?” “It's true. Sky is my stepbrother,” I said flatly. “It’s not necessarily a bad thing, is it?” she said.