Step Siblings Romance Books Novels & Stories

Richard snorted in a gelid way, and dragged my stepmother toward the main stairs of the lobby. I closed the door with a single slam, turned around toward the sofa, and extended my open right hand toward Luke, offering him my fingers in an unyielding gesture. "Let's begin with the show, Luke," I ordered him, "walk with me, fiancé." Luke kept silence for three prolonged seconds, looking at my palm with a distrust that tasted like glory to me. Finally, he stretched out his rigid fingers and deposited his right hand over mine, closing the deal. Both of us went down at a highly hurried pace through the service stairs of the west wing, crossing the hallways of the kitchen in an absolute silence.

What we did would NEVER happen again, it will forever be our little, forbidden secret, because let's be honest… I could never tell anyone I spent the best night of my life… in the arms of my brother… -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- VERY IMPORTANT AUTHOR NOTE: This story does NOT contain incest in the storyline. This story is about a forbidden, secret relationship between a STEP brother and STEP sister, however going forward I won’t be putting the word ‘’step’’ infront of brother, sister, mother or father as the family has been together for so long, they consider each other ACTUAL family even though there is NO BIOLOGICAL RELATION except

But this person declared to himself that I am his little brother and that he is my stepbrother. Tsk. He is really annoying but I used to it because of his persistence. @Death Wish Hi there guys! Thank you so much for your support and I want you to know that it really helped me a lot. Hope you might want to drop a beautiful review for this book. I really wanted to hear from you. Also, you can read my other books which are... TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO ALPHA KING CHECKMATE THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE

“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.”

But I could still feel him—his presence heavy at my side, like gravity with a pulse. People stared. Whispers circled. Girls, mostly. “Is that her?” one voice hissed softly behind me. “That’s Roman’s new stepsister,” another added, not even trying to lower her voice. “She’s prettier than I thought.” “God, she’s so lucky. I’d give anything to have him look at me like that.” But Roman didn’t glance their way. Didn’t smirk, didn’t blink. His expression was carved from marble, untouchable and cold, like the rumors said. Like a god walking through mortals. And somehow, I was the one walking beside him.

I had known him since Mom married Miles Stewart four years ago and we moved into the neighborhood. Back then he was the cool boy next door who smiled at me like I mattered. Over the years we became friends… and a little more. Because in this friendship, we had kissed so many times, quick, breathless ones in his car or hidden at Wills and words, my stepdad’s bookshop. But every time I tried to push for more or asked what we were, he would pull back with that crooked smile and remind me I was “a lot to handle.” According to him, he couldn’t lift my leg even if he wanted to.

A kind of pleasant frown while he breathed in and out with his mouth. Don had never looked scarier. I closed my eyes again and pictured his mother. His sexier, more sensual stepbrother. Jay on the other had had his deep-set green eyes on me, monitoring my preferences, asking what I liked. His hands on my boobs were not rough and needy. They were rejuvenating, yet firm. I liked the way Jay owned me.

"It's gonna be you, me, and..." "Ours," * * * - - - - - THE END - - - - - AN: Dear readers, if you're loving Ryder and Kara's story, you can read about the spin-off featuring Ryder's cousin sister, Taya, in the book "Kissing the Bad Boy". You'll see more of Ryder there, so follow along! :)

“But what if you meet someone else? Someone who isn’t your step-sister… Someone who’s… I don’t know… better for you?” I felt my heart clench at her words. How could she ever think that anyone else could be better for me? Nicole was everything I wanted—everything I needed. I reached over and took her hand, threading our fingers together as I drove with my other hand. “No one else could ever be better for me,” I said softly, squeezing her hand. “Nicole, you’re it for me. I don’t care what anyone says about us being step-siblings. That doesn’t change how I feel about you. I’m not interested in anyone else, and I never will be. You’re the only one I want.”

THE END…Please note that this is only the end of Leo and Rue’s story and the beginning of Gianna and Grant’s story. NEXT BOOK: Accidentally Pregnant By My Step-Uncle