Step Siblings Novels & Stories

He's the one who's Ayen talking to! This is insane! Who would have thought?! The campus' hot soccer player is my step brother?! /W.W/

"Why don’t we all just go on a double date?" "A double date?" "Yes! Me, Elizabeth, you, and James!" My heart skips at the last name and I sink back in my seat. "James?" Louis repeats and Janet nods. "Yeah. Actually, I’ve been trying to work things out between us too. I thought Elizabeth, being his stepsister, could help…" God, does this girl ever shut up? "But I think I’ll have to try harder than that and this might just work." "Oh. Wait what? Step what? James is Elizabeth’s stepbrother?" There’s shock in Louis’s voice as his widened eyes gape at me and I glance around the cafeteria to make sure no one is watching before I turn to them. "Can you keep it down?"

"I'm just scared." "Scared of what?" I prompted gently, rubbing soothing circles on her back. "Scared of us," she admitted finally, pulling away to look at me. "Our relationship. It's not normal, Derek. We're step-siblings." I sighed, knowing that this conversation was coming sooner or later. "I know it's not normal, Ron. But we love each other. And our parents are okay with it now, so why can't we be?" "But what about everyone else?" Ronnie argued, looking worried. "What about our friends? What about the rest of the world?"

In irritation, I jump off my bed to go give that unruly person a piece of my mind, but as soon as my legs meet the ground, I feel them wobble and I crash back to my bed landing on my bump. If I don't head down now, my dad would chop me into bits for allowing someone disturb the peace and quiet of the house like this. I gently bring my legs to the ground once again. This time, when I feel balanced, I begin to move. Walking down the stairs feels odd and awkward. My legs feel as though walking down the stairs is a brand new task. I feel strange, there is something wrong and different with me, but this sort of thing of course is not something to discuss with my brother nor father.

The rest of us that remained standing are in one way or another related to each other somehow. From my point of view, I had with me right now, The step brothers from both sides, my actual Dad, the Stepmom I'm seeing for the very first time, my Mom and step Dad, and the half sister who appears too young to be involved in all of this crazy inter-family madness. She looked terribly confused and sad that I felt really bad for her. How less crazy could this possibly get at this point?

He looked at me after hearing what I said, his face telling me not to say those words even after I did. “I don't understand how... why?” Mom suddenly said. “You two are supposed to be siblings.” "Step-siblings. We are not related by blood, only by papers and it doesn’t matter," Eun-woo explained. “Eun-woo, both of you would look weird in the eyes of others–” “How about having three wives?” Eun-woo began to question him. “Isn’t that weirder?” “You moron!” Mr. Woo-jin was about to smack him but my mom stopped him.

Jayden snorted and did not reply. “It’d be best if your sister can persuade him.” He said after a while. Stephan was immediately annoyed at his words. He still could not accept how his precious baby sister had been duped by Jayden’s younger brother. The fact that their younger siblings were dating each other came as a surprise to both of them. “Oh, yes, before I forget,” Stephan began, “Since she is moving to Spring City, I’m planning to organize a welcome banquet for her. It will help her to know more people and settle into the town smoothly.”

Stephaly mouthed to us. She faced her palm on the barrier. The half-bloods started breaking it. She stood there, looking straight into my eyes. I smiled at her. Of all Stan's siblings she is the quiet one, and doesn’t like socializing. They are twins with different personalities. Stephaly is somehow fragile and weak but I know she can break my barrier using her water. I taught her how to when she was a kid. “Show me what you’ve learned from me,” I smiled. “It’s okay. I won’t get mad.”

“Because the way that heart monitor was spiking, I thought you were flatlining—turns out you were just getting your freak on.” I didn’t even flinch. I just smirked, my voice low. “What can I say? Love’s a hell of a drug.” Alex made a gagging sound, dragging a chair across the floor and plopping into it like a pissed-off babysitter. “Y’all are insane. Like actually. Ariana, your leg has staples in it.” “And your head is stitched like Frankenstein,” I shot back. “What’s your point?” Alex pointed between us like he was solving a crime. “You two are step-siblings. This is forbidden, illegal in several countries, and definitely against hospital policy.”

Stacy My vision blurs and it's like everything in the universe is ganging up against me. How could he be my Stepbrother? “Hey there, little stepsister," he says with a smirk that grates on my nerves. Mom turns to me and takes both my hands in hers. “Stacy I know I haven't really been quite the good mother lately, but I promise to change okay? I know I'm asking too much from you, but just this once. Please?"