Step Brother Romance Novels & Stories

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.”

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.

~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.

“I love him, Dad. I’m sorry. I tried not to. But I do.” Lisa’s hand flew to her mouth. Tears welled instantly. “No. No, this isn’t happening.” Dad’s voice cracked. “You’re brothers.” “Stepbrothers,” Kai said, stepping closer to me, protective. “And it started before we knew that. Before the wedding. I saw him at the bar, I wanted him, and nothing’s changed.” Dad rounded on him. “You knew? You knew who he was when you—when you—”

Step-brother and Step-sister: A drifter gets a call from his father to help him out with a favour. He asks his son to help him babysit his step-sister while he goes on a week-long vacation with his wife. After much consideration, the lonely drifter agrees. What harm can come from watching a kid for a few days? But he soon regrets his decision when he sees his step-sister is a hot sensual teenage girl. Their bodies ignite in a tempting count against the clock.

Deep, rolling thrusts while he looked at me. "I love you too," I whispered against his mouth. "Even if it’s messed up. Stepbrother. All of it." He groaned and picked up speed. "Say it again." "I love you." My nails dug into his back. Legs wrapped tight around him. "My stepbrother. My everything."

“Like, you live in the same house, right? Shouldn’t be hard to carpool.” I frowned, pushing away the leftover burn of Stephan’s indifference. “First of all, we are step-siblings,” I corrected. “And anyway, he hardly stays over at the Romano mansion. Has his own places.” “Ugh. Of course he does,” Betty made a face. “Mr. Broody Power Suit probably sleeps on a bed made of spreadsheets.” I laughed weakly. “Let’s hope his fiancée approves of that.” “Oh, he does have a fiancée.” She said it like it just occurred to her. But then, shrugged. “Well, whatever. Let’s settle in. Today’s gonna be nuts.”

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.