Step Siblings Romance Novels & Stories

“Your body language says it all. Vance is a handsome man, I won't reprimand you for falling for him. If I didn't have a mate myself, I would have wanted him for myself,” My mouth goes parched. “I don't know what you think you read but I'm not in love with Vance. He's my stepbrother and that's just disgusting,” I keep my tone vacant of emotions. She nods and at the same time, the door of the elevator opens, stopping at the second floor. “You're right, it's sickening. No one should develop feelings for their stepbrother. Perhaps, I was wrong. I apologize.” She goes and steps out of the elevator, and then looks back at me with a smile. “Don't forget your promise,”

Stephan nodded in agreement, “You are indeed my best friend but for the fiancée part, remember it’s an arrangement for business” “With you constantly reminding me, I doubt I can ever forget” “That’s because I don't want you coming up with ideas. I love you but as a friend and sister nothing more Amelia's heart skipped a beat at Stephan's words. She realized that Stephan didn't want to hurt her, even though reminders of their arranged situation were still painful. She took a deep breath and tried to compose herself. "I understand, Stephan. "I love you as a friend and brother too," she responded, trying to maintain her composure regardless of the tears welling up.

I said with my fruit fork paused just above the apple slide I was about to dig into. “I know right, but there's a lot more interesting stuff on your end. How's marriage life treating you and why the hel are you attending classes instead of a fucking honeymoon?” “Well, Jay and I haven't exactly discussed it and…” “Whoa, you call your stepbrother by his pet name now. Tell me tell me. Is that what you moan when you're climaxing or do you call out his full name?” She was so excited as she kept gesticulating.

She was beautiful and she was seductive. I knew what I was not supposed to do, I knew I didn't have any business getting sexually attracted to my step sister. I knew I was not supposed to want to have her.... maybe not as badly as I wanted to, but even with the knowledge, I still couldn't bring myself to dismiss what I felt for her. From the moment our eyes had first met, I had known that I was going to have a hard time trying to stick to being just a step brother to Chelsea Engels. She was a stubborn, hot headed and incredibly sexy young woman with a passion that I suspected would match mine.

She smirked and said, “Humph! I’m giving you a lifetime opportunity here, so sleep with the old man. Give him your body. Have sex with him. Give him pleasure. Do it for your stepsister.” “Do it for my stepsister?” “Yes. Replace her in her stead.” “How could you do this to me?” Stella’s stepmother sinisterly smiled at her. “It’s simple. Because I hate you.” “For the hatred of my mother, you’re selling me off to the richest and old man," said Stella, clenching her fists tightly. “Of course," said her stepmother, laughing crazily at her. "This is your mother’s redemption.” “What?” gasped Stella.

on top of me his thrusts are savage it's painful at this point as I claw at him to stop he doesn't then I feel him coming inside me he stays there until he's sure I have milked him dry. I just lay there out of breath shocked that my sweet seventeen year old step brother just attacked me in the back of his truck.

“Let’s see if you’re still this happy when you see me.” “My stepsister.”

Joe orders, his icy tone leaving no room for arguments or anything. Jane slaps her foot on the floor and leans down to furiously grab her bag from the bed. Wait, she is actually leaving? Just like that? “Do we have a problem? What happened to…” “Why don’t you ask your stepbrother?" Janie screams in my face, her face now antagonistic. The way the emphasis on the word stepbrother came out is all questionable, drawing me into more of a daze. After a cold glare that left my lungs boiling, she stomps after serving Joe one.

I scoffed at that. “Kylie and Rita. I'm sorry, Kylie and Rita? Are you for real right now? Do you go around sleeping with Kylie and Rita too?” Brian stood abruptly, pacing the room. His hands were clenched into fists, his face a mask of frustration and something deeper. “Steph, we made a deal,” he said, his voice tight. “I told you from the beginning—no attachments. No feelings. I never hid that from you.” My chest felt like it was caving in. “I know,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “But that doesn’t mean it’s easy. That doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.”

One in which only our closest friends would be invited. We agreed that after having a small one, and we are legally called husband and wife, we can then proceed to having a grand wedding as her father would not be able to do anything about the fact that we are already married by then. And right now, I am with my father at the Imperial Hotel. He decided that, although Esther doesn't want to come back home with us and is still mad at him, he will still help her. Because, well, after all, she is his daughter and he caused the caos between them in the first place.