Step Brother Romance Novels & Stories

I wanted to yell but I restrain myself. "Even if you are grey-headed, as long as I am still alive, you will always be my baby," she smiled at me, and I threw my hands in the air. "Fine, can we go now?" I asked, gesturing to the door and wanting to end this drama quickly. "Look who's excited," she giggled, before pulling my bag off the bed and walking out. Excited huh? It is the opposite. I'm nervous even though this isn't my first time seeing my stepbrother, I remember when I first saw him. That was when his father proposed marriage to my mom.

Brooke asks, finally tearing her eyes away from Cole's profile. "It's Brody," she replies. "Oh." Brody is Stephanie's older brother who's in college. He's now a sophomore in college. Ever since he left, Stephanie has been bored at home. They were pretty close when he was still around but they haven't communicated for a while now. Brody is busy with college. They're the only children of their parents. Her parents are always out working so she's usually home alone except when Brooke comes over. So to get a text from him now is delightful.

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'

“I really hope you’re right.” I scoff. “Yeah?” “Yeah,” he says, lifting his drink. “Because becoming stepbrothers with your ex?” He lets out a low whistle. “That’s not messy. That’s a full-on disaster.” I huff out a laugh, but it doesn’t reach my chest. “Tell me about it.” “Especially,” he adds, giving me a pointed look, “when your ex thinks you’re a lying, cheating asshole.” That one lands hard. I look down at my cup, jaw tightening. “Yeah.”

I let out another exasperated sigh and leaned my head back against the seat. “Why not give it a try? I’m not trying to meddle in your life, but I think you should fix your relationship with him as soon as possible. Whether you like it or not, there’s nothing you can really do now… especially since your mother is already married to Sir Clyden.” “No fucking way!” I’d rather die than accept being that man’s stepbrother. We’d already seen every part of our bodies and moaned each other’s names, for fuck’s sake. That’s ridiculous.

"This is going to sound so wrong, so weird... I... I have feelings for someone I really shouldn’t." I bit my lip hard, watching her expression twist in anticipation. She almost burst out laughing but held herself back. "Girl! What is it? BDSM? Poly? Tell me!" I swallowed. "My stepbrother." "Holy flipping balls. Your what!?" "I know! It’s insane!" "Yeah, it is—but hey, you only live once. So... is he hot?" "Hot? He is sin. Like, walking temptation. Honestly, it’s exhausting... How do I stop myself from getting turned on just thinking about him?"

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.

“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”

Ian's mouth pulled into a smirk, "Don't be so selfish. Let's all take a photo like a big happy family. People are watching." I was already attracting attention from the guests, and the one thing I hated more than anything was being the center of attention. The question was, how did my stepbrother know that? I swallowed nervously. All I had to do was get today over with and then I'd never have to see him again until mum eventually divorced Charles Salvatore. Easy peasy. "Of course step brother dearest," wearing a face splitting smile, I stepped closer to him. He stared at me suspiciously, "What are you playing at?"

She wasn't happy when I brought Anita up, and I wasn't in the mood to listen to her whining, so I didn't tell her what I was really thinking. I missed Anita, though, a whole lot, but I also knew that she was right. Our parents were about to be married, so we would legally be step-siblings. Even if we didn't have blood between us, people would talk if they knew we were together, and it might hurt our parents too, now that they were about to get married. "Evan!" I groaned. "I got you, just be quiet, it's distract-ing." "You're already distracted," she scoffed. "Drive already."