Step-siblings Married Novels & Stories

" Stephan and Maria said in unison: “I am willing, of course, I am willing.” Maria added: "They are all brothers and sisters, one family, how can they be so divided, it's right for my brother and sister-in-law to help my sister. Tailmedicin is my own opinion. your brother, you can only find a way to sell it later.” Stephan nodded in agreement.

Mike tried to listen, to ease his consciousness. “why not” Jennifer ask “ you can't tell me that this is not an incest, and incest is against the law.” “This is not incest. Yes, we may be step siblings, but that doesn't mean that what we are doing is incest. We have different father and mother, just that your dad got married to my mom. Even though we cannot get married, but who says we have to? All that matters now is our happiness. The only thing we should do is to keep it as a secret. What is your 10? Everyone, especially our family. We can't have kids, but who wants them?”

Then that look of happiness faded into annoyance. “What the hell is Clement doing here?” Stephen half growled as he questioned his family. His eyes found my mark, quickly noticed the matching one on his sisters, and looked shocked and appalled. “Are you kidding me? You’re fucking my sister?” Stephen exclaimed. “Stephen!” Edith and Suzanna both scolded while keeping their voices down not to draw attention. “Mated. I’m mated to your sister. It’s slightly different. Sex is still obviously involved, but sex isn’t the core.” I shrugged.

“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.”

She blinked. "The Thorne betrothals were useful because they produced three political bonds simultaneously. One marriage to the mother produces nothing except a Luna I did not select through any process that holds weight with the council and three daughters who are now legally my stepdaughters, which means I have three extra burdens, no four; plus you. Which also means my sons are now legally their step-siblings, which means the original arrangement does not survive contact with basic family law.” She opened her mouth. “Additionally, have you ever thought, what if they have had sex? If I get married to you, it means the siblings once had sex with themselves. A gross taboo!”

’’ At first she just stared at me, and I thought she was judging me. ‘’Honestly, I’m not judging you. I’m… I kind of went through something similar with my best friend, first it was an innocent kiss then we did something, and we liked it. Her parents found out and they sent her away, now she is married with a child on the way.’’ I was speechless at that. ‘’So, this stepbrother, is he and the girl married?’’ ‘’No, just his girlfriend.’’ ‘’Do they plan on getting married?’’

"But you want to belong to me. And that's what scares you." I shoved at his chest. "Stop saying that." "Why? Because it's true?" "Because it's insane! Our parents are getting married, Dylan. We're going to be step-siblings." "We're not siblings." His grip tightened. "Stop using that as an excuse." "It's not an excuse, it's reality!"

I needed to remember all the reasons why anything happening between us would be a complete disaster. My mom was marrying his dad in less than a week. In less than a week, we would officially be family. Step-siblings. And step-siblings didn't kiss each other. They didn't think about each other the way I was thinking about Alessio. They didn't feel their skin get hot and their heart race when they were in the same room.

"The engagement was a joke, too?" Luca kissed the top of my head, his voice so gentle it was nearly a lie. "Elena, I wanted to surprise you. Denmark and Malta both allow step-siblings with no blood relation to register a marriage. I've already asked the lawyers to prepare the documents. Once the family stabilizes, we'll leave Chicago and go somewhere nobody knows us." I had heard words like that too many times, in both lives. On countless nights, he had promised to give me a legal place by his side. Back then, I would blush and ask if he meant it.

He continued. "It's okay, Lucien. I understand you must have felt really bad when I said the kiss was a mistake." I said and he nodded. "But deep down in you, Lucien, you know I'm not lying. We are step siblings, nothing of such should happen between us. We shouldn't harbour such feelings for each other." I continued. "We are step siblings, Ariella, but we are not related by blood. It's totally normal, I'm telling you." "You know what, why don't we take it at your own pace. We take things slowly, and soon enough you will realize there is no big deal if we are mated to each other." He pestered.