Step Sis With Braces Novels & Stories

"You're trying to protect the collarbone, Vance. You're giving the jump away before you even leave the steel." "The brace is tight, Jaxson," Liam whispered, his voice thin, breathless, and stripped of his usual icy composure. He leaned his forehead against the cold plexiglass, his fingers curling into tight fists inside his gloves. "But the muscle is exhausted. If I don't adjust the rotation speed to compensate for the left side, the impact will—"

- Swear it's not a hotel' – Sebastian says, with a smirk – because I pay more for a day in this room than in a penthouse in a 5-star hotel. It was the doctor's turn to blush, and the interns continued to laugh. The doctor gives them a look and they go quiet. He turns to one and asks for the case summary. - Sebastian Jones, a male, 28 years old, was admitted 18 days ago with a broken femur and collarbone. He underwent surgery to set his collarbone in place and to place an external fixator plate on his leg. He remained in a coma for 16 days. He's in recovery.

Sienna's POV As soon as I stepped inside my modest Oak Park townhome and shut the door behind me, I kicked off my heels with a groan of relief. Peace. Quiet. Solitude. At least, that’s what I thought I was walking into. Instead... “Hey Stink, why are there so many damn shoes by the front door?” I called out, my tone already tired. “Hey, Sis!” Stephen’s deep voice came from the family room, followed by the obnoxious background noise of machine guns and explosions. “Braxton, Carlos, and them here. We are working on our project.”

I put on my sunglasses and watched as Hayden walked over to Zeek, only to be approached by a girl. She started talking, her hand latching onto his bicep, and I couldn't help but snort. It was amusing to see him getting annoyed, removing her hand and crossing his arms over his chest. She called someone over, and suddenly he had a group of girls surrounding him. "Slim gets that a lot," Brad said from next to me. I hadn't even realized he was sitting there. "Really?" I asked, and he nodded. "I would've loved that much attention. God knows why he fucking hates it," he rolled his eyes, sipping his drink.

As soon as he finished speaking, he and Titus moved together, crushing the tile below their feet. Their palm and fist collided. Kayson stumbled three steps back, while Titus did not manage to regain his balance even after a dozen steps. It was only when he ran into the wall that he barely stopped himself. “You—how’s this possible?” Titus looked at Kayson in disbelief. Kayson furrowed his brows a bit and flicked his slightly numb arm. “You’re really hard. Have you already achieved steelification?” Titus looked aghast. “You’re no ordinary kid. Who are you?!”

Wazowski dragged me to the chaise lounge. A young guy was seated on the chaise lounge, legs crossed, two half naked girls fawning over him on his laps. He was your typical bad boy. His colourful tattoos and piercings, his charming hot face, his hard emerald green eyes and that evil smirk hovering at the corner of his lips. "Hey, sis," he said, eyes rolling. "How nice of you to join the party. We were just getting started." I shut my eyes, feeling a wave of anger rush through me.

She said with a tense smile, which immediately dropped when she noticed Brayden, who had followed me in. Stephanie took a step back and, in one switch motion, she pulled out a taser from her back pocket and pointed it in Brayden’s direction. Brayden for his part, looked only mildly startled – for a split second. Then the surprise faded, and he returned to his usual indifference only this time with undertones of mild amusement. Understandable as a taser aside, Stephanie didn’t look intimidating. She was a five foot six teenager barely cleared a hundred and twenty pounds soaking wet. “What the hell is he doing here?” She hissed, taser crackling to life.

"Anything yet?" "No," I said. "Maybe you could help." Sis got a big smile on her face. "Lay down on your back," she ordered me. I did. I watched her take a hold of my dick, open her mouth then put my dick in it. She opened wider and sunk her mouth fully the length of my dick. What a sight. My dick buried deep in my sister's mouth. She wasn't moving up and down or even sucking on it. She was just keeping it buried deep in her mouth. I felt my dick starting to grow. As it started growing I looked again at my sister. Her mouth on my dick, her tits hanging there since she was on her knees. I could even see her shaved pussy.

She replied. "You got braces? Let me have a look!" Reaching out, Giry pried her mouth open. Sure enough, he saw a set of metal braces over her once white teeth, the ugliest and most primitive metal brace at that, rendering her entire mouth significantly bigger. "Wow! You actually got braces, and it's such an ugly one to boot! What were you thinking?" Giry couldn't understand her at all. This is simply too ugly! Even if she wanted to get braces, there are plenty of choices nowadays, so she totally didn't have to choose such an ugly one.

Raisel – POV “Fine. Let’s fake date,” I whispered in response to Soren’s bold proposal. My voice wavered, but my heart betrayed me with a flutter. His braces were gone, and so was the awkward nerd I once knew. Standing before me now was a man who looked as though he’d stepped out of a European magazine—dark, brooding eyes, sharp features, and a presence that demanded attention. He was utterly unrecognizable, and it made my chest tighten.