Step Sister Love Novels & Stories

"We let you happy, why can't you all let us be?" Someone with a shaky voice yells. It's me. "You always told me you can't help who you fall in love with, that's why you got married to her." I jerk my finger towards Doris. Everyone's mouth parts in suprise at this and they all direct their gazes to me. Even Max has unbelief in his eyes, that the fire has deflated, and are now replaced with sudden confusion. "Yes, that's true Kate. But your step brother?" "I love him Dad, maybe it took me a while to realize it, but I do. And I can never accept him as my step brother. Ever." Tears are spilling out of my eyes and I look away before Max's gaze shifts to mine the second time.

I murmured, forcing a smile that didn’t reach my eyes. Jackson leaned forward slightly, his voice soft but firm. “Do you like them?” I nodded slowly. “They’re lovely.” His lips curved into a smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes either. “It’s just a small token… a gift. A reminder of what I feel for you.” A tightness gripped my chest. I set the bracelet down carefully on the dresser and stepped away from him, as if that tiny bit of space could put a wall between us. “Jackson… we need to stop this,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “This thing between us—it can’t happen. I’m supposed to be your stepmother, not…”

I quiz as my taste buds have began to dance about in my mouth. "That's a surprise. " She replies as she displays a flirtatious smile at me. With two wide steps, I cover the space between us and grab her tiny waist in my arms. "You never seize to surprise me, do you? " I coo with my lips inches away from hers and our eyes locked. Something sparks in her eyes. I don't know what it is but it's different. Does Lisa love me? Lol, how sad! This poor girl is in for a surprise.

"Ember Brock is three years older than you, head over a fraternity as well as being a football jock. Brock is a player. He is only out for one thing; don't be stupid," "We can't be together, Derrick. I wish we could. I wish you weren't my stepbrother, but you are. I love you in a way I shouldn't love my stepbrother. I need you to let me go, and I need you to move on. It's for the best. We can't keep going on like this," Emberly quickly took her hand from my chest and looked away. Desperation took over me. "Ember, please, please don't do this. Give me this year, that's all I ask, and then I promise I'll let you go," I tilted her chin to look at me.

she looked at Irene and brought her chair forward, “honey you are in love with your cook and you are worried that your sister in-law is about to snatch him away.” Irene was about to sip her tea and she choked when she heard what Stephanie just said, she tried to clean up and be stabilized. "And-and how-how did-did you…did you know all this?” her voice was trembling that she didn’t know how to control herself. "Like I said, I am a woman and I should know when someone is in love and pretending not to be, let me help Irene , Maybe nature brought us together for this and you are rejecting it," Stephanie said, trying to meet her gaze.

I stay because as long as she's with me then she cant be found by them. When my father married her cunt of a mother, they made sure that she disappeared, so image my fucking surprise when I show up for freshmen orientation and see an almost carbine copy of my step mother. It took me some time to get close to her, but once I did, I sunk my claws in her so hard she's nothing but a pile of nothingness on the floor of our one bedroom apartment. I didn't want to be this way with her, when I'd gotten to know her id actually started to fall in fucking love with her, can you fucking believe it, I had started to fall in love with my fucking step-sister.

"When I saw you, I thought to myself, 'She and I are going to be good friends.’” "We are?" Emily looked genuinely puzzled. Steph gently placed her hand on Emily's shoulder, making a conscious effort to conceal any signs of repulsion that she felt. "Absolutely! We have so much in common, you and I." "We do?" Emily responded, still uncertain. "Mhm... for example, I can tell that you are deeply in love with your master, and I am equally in love with my Prince," Steph said, her eyes revealing her longing. "Unfortunately, there seems to be one irritating problem standing in the way of what we both desire."

I said, “I will no longer attend the event tomorrow.” Stefan looked at me as he stood, pulling me to him he kissed me with so much hunger. It was not a kiss of love, but a kiss of lust that demanded my full submission, and I yield. Stefan releases me long enough to pull me away, without giving me a chance to even say goodbye to my sister. ‘That right there is love,’ my sister said through a mind link, ‘The moment he didn’t want anyone to touch what is his, that’s love. Give him everything he wants and he will be yours.’

"You do not know when a woman walks into a room and lies so she can push you off your own ground. You take everything at face value and you hand people the power to shake you when they have not earned a single thing from you." "They were childhood friends, Stephanie." "Who cares?" "She knows things about him. About his wolf, about—" "Who…. fucking Cares." She said it louder the second time, the way Stephanie said things when she needed you to actually absorb them and not just hear them. "Liam loves you. I will bet everything I have on that, including Kel, which is saying something because Kel is fine and I do not bet on fine men lightly." She stood up, pulled me up with her, started looking

She acted so well, not raising a single suspicion. "So you decided to have someone do your dirty work? Take pictures of our private moments while you pretend to be our friend?" "James, I…" I withdraw my hold on her and let her move towards him. "You know how badly I want you. You know how much I love you. You know how I feel, and I– I couldn’t handle your rejection. I was willing to do anything. Besides, she’s your stepsister, James." She passes me a look of disgust, and I chuckle wryly as she turns back to him. "What you’re doing isn’t right, and you know it. You should be with someone like me. Someone who—"