Novel & Cerita Step Brother Romance Books

"Bro, I don't know even know who you are—" "But I know who you are. I know all about you," he cut me off. "Ryder Jake Williams. The surfer. The player. The stepbrother. You're her fucking stepbrother and you just have to make a move on her. You have to get her to fall in love with you. And now, because of you, she has to leave her entire life behind. She'll lose her family, her friends, and she’ll have to give up on her dreams—"

Larkin broke into this big grin and Callie grabbed my arm across the table. “To who” Vesper demanded leaning forward so fast her hair fell in her face. “Spill it right now Izzy. Do not leave us hanging like this.” I took another sip feeling my cheeks get warm but it was more from the anger than anything else. “To Riven” I said. “Yeah that Riven. The hockey guy everyone knows from the team. And get this he is my new stepbrother. Our parents got into some kind of agreement and got married while I was too busy losing my damn virginity to even tell you guys about any of it.”

I can sense that he wants to talk, but has something on his inside, betraying his lips by clamping them tightly shut like they are invisibly glue with gum. Rising to his feet, he stares at me with those ocean blue eyes I've got, takes a deep breath, then walks towards where I am, on my wheelchair. "He's your step brother. He's the reason why you're here in this state." I stay completely still, confused, beyond shocked and damn clueless. WTAF!? "Step brother! You never mentioned any step brother to me."I accuse the moment I find my voice. My chest starts doing a turmoil on my inside, as I force my breath to stay steady. And all my brain can properly align is the word 'Step Brother'

BROOKS Living with the Romano Brothers came with many unexpected things. Heath hasn't made a move to touch me again, not like I'd have allowed him to anyway. Zade was still ignoring my existence, and when he wasn't ignoring me, it was to treat me with disdain… Stephan was still Stephan, my new boss, and stepbrother who thought I was dumb, whom I had watched fuck one of the office girls while my mother and the alpha were having the time of their lives. They were still in their honeymoon phase, and most times, I'd catch him whispering into Mom’s ears while she blushed like a 13-year-old girl.

I want you…I bit my lip, the taste of sin and lust driving me insane. The isolation gnawed at me, so I slipped away to the balcony for fresh air. The night sky stretched above me, jeweled with stars but no moon. The breeze kissed my skin, and I closed my eyes, soaking in the peace until it shattered at the touch of a rough hand on my bare back. “What the hell!” I spun, panic flaring, only to see a pot-bellied man with a greasy smile. Recognition hit me like bile. Caleb. Beatrice’s nerdy brother from high school, now aged and foul.

"I think I like you, a whole lot, but I don't know if I can keep this up when my Dad's in love with your mom, I mean what if they fall in love and decide to get married, I can't have thoughts of you fucking me to tears in my head if you're my step brother " I smirked, "Oh so you plan on keeping thoughts like that for long? seems you really enjoyed it". Noooo, I don't need you flirting with me right now, nooo. "I mean, I can't get that out of my mind even if I try to", I stated. He bit his lips seductively.

"You don't mean that." "Don't I?" His hand came up, his fingers catching a strand of her hair, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger like he couldn't help himself. "I've been trying not to mean it for months. Trying to convince myself that what I feel is appropriate. Brotherly. Protective." "It should be," Inés whispered, but she didn't step back. Couldn't step back. "You're my stepbrother." "I know." His eyes were dark, intense, burning with a desire that made her knees weak. "Believe me, I know. But that doesn't change the fact that watching another man touch you makes me lose my fucking mind."

She questioned. A hint of smile appeared on my lips before I could control it. “It is nothing.” “No, girl. Don’t give me that nothing bullshit. Sleeping over at your stepbrother’s house doesn’t mean nothing.” I rolled my eyes. “Stop calling him my stepbrother.” “Is he not? See? You even hate the sound of it. I wasn’t lying when I said you have fallen for him.” I slapped my forehead. “It isn’t my fault.” “Trust me, I understand. I’d want a little of him too if I was in your position. Hot tattooed professors like that are very rare.” She admitted. “So, did you guys have sex?” She asked.

I carefully slipped out of his arms not wanting to wake him up and grabbed his shirt from the floor and pulled it on. He stirred as if knowing I wasn't by his side and he woke up. He looked at me, and a slow smile spread across his face. "Good morning angel,” he said. "Good morning." "Where are you going?” "Nowhere, I just needed to think.” "About what?" "About us Damon." He sat up as his eyes searched my face needing more sentences.” I continued, “About what we are to do next now, what would the world think of us, huh- stepbrother and stepsister together.”

I swiped the phone open, and, God, I almost lost my breath. It was a text from the same unknown sender from yesterday. And this time, the message punched the air right out of my lungs. I read it once. Then again. Then again, as if the words would change the more I stared. "Maybe you'll finally get your mate tonight so you can stay the fuck away from your stepbrother, you worthless sinner. Can't wait to tell the whole world who you truly are."