Step Brother Romance Novels & Stories

grabbing her from behind ”Let me go, Bryan, am your brother wife now” “That will never stop me from having you, I can promise you that” “Bryan, leave her alone now,” Stephanie said, she has seen the drama from her room window “can’t you accept the fact she is your brother wife now” “No, because she was meant to be mine and must you appear every time am with her” getting irritated and left in annoyance Veronica was glad that Stephanie was here to save her from him again cause she won’t have imagined what will happen if she has not come “ thank you very much” facing her now

His voice was raspy, a morning voice, I guess, and God, it was hot. "Hey." "Last night wasn't a dream?" "Last night was very real." I sat up, and the sheet fell away from my chest. He looked at me, and I saw hunger flicker across his face. "Don't," I said, covering myself. "Don't what?" "Don't look at me like that. I need to process." He propped himself up on his elbow. "Process what?" "That I just slept with my stepbrother, that I've been wanting you all summer, and that I'm still not sure if I should hate you or love you."

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…”

Maverick New week, new saga. Rumors moved faster than air in this school. One whisper could circle the building before the bell even rang and this one would hit like a punch to the gut. I heard it first by the lockers. “Malia hooked up with her stepbrother at the party.” I froze mid-turn, the word stepbrother slamming into me like a brick. The girl who said it was laughing with her friend, their voices too loud and careless.

And her brother was helping her get away with it! She glanced at him. He was fighting the impulse to close his eyes, but doing so would prevent him from seeing his hot topless sister who was masturbating in front of him. His eyes were already constricted to tiny slits. Stephanie grinned, appreciating the sincere awe and attraction her brother had for her through her fog of want. And she was forced to admit that she felt a strong attraction to him as well. She retracted her glance to his abdomen and once again pondered her brother's immaculate cock's extreme length and thickness. She didn't believe she would be able to enclose it with her fingers if she were to take over his stroking. It appe

“Touching yourself in that pretty little bed… thinking of your stepbrother.” A whimper escaped my lips. He pulled his fingers out. Slapped my ass hard. I gasped. “Say it.” “What?” “Say what I am to you.” “My… stepbrother,” I whispered. He smacked me again. “Louder.” “My stepbrother!” “Say what you want.” “I want you,” I moaned. “Please…” “Please what?” “Please use me.” He groaned. Then his hands grabbed my hips. I felt him—hard, hot, thick—pressing at my entrance.

~Nivea I froze. What the fuck did he just say? And in front of everyone? I gritted my teeth in anger. Of course, he would be the one to spill my secrets to everyone. “It must be weird being in the same space with her, my love,” Finny coed, crisscrossing her legs as she glared at me. No wonder they were engaged, Same bullshit character. Okay, it was time to leave. I started to shove my things into the bag but Leo stopped me from moving, “Wait Niv, what do they mean by stepmom?”

Six months since she'd looked at me and said, "This is Julian. He's going to be your new father." Not stepfather. Father. Like I was supposed to forget the man who'd actually raised me. But I hadn't thought about my real dad in weeks. Instead, I thought about him. Julian. His hands. The way he'd brush past me in the hallway and leave heat on my skin like a brand. And I thought about Oliver. His son. My new stepbrother. The one who'd looked at me at the wedding reception like he wanted to devour me whole. The car disappeared over the hill. I was alone.

"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—"

To see us as brothers and sisters but the harder in the future they become. All of my good girl moral vanishes when it comes to my stepbrother, Ryder Saint. When it comes to him my thoughts were more than just the girlish fantasies of an inexperienced women were downright sinful. I cannot simply stop myself from wanting to have him. I close my eyes and let my thoughts wander.