Step Up Novels & Stories

I whispered. Lana didn’t say anything. I sat up slowly, hugging my knees to my chest, voice small. “I hate that I can’t stop thinking about him. I hate that I can’t be normal. That I can’t just… walk away.” Lana’s face softened. “Ari…” “I know it’s wrong,” I said quickly, before she could say anything else. “I know it’s messed up. He’s my stepbrother. It’s not just taboo, it’s. . .God, it’s insane.”

This time, I did not turn back, but I bit my lower lip hard enough to draw blood. I had barely taken a few steps when a text popped up on my phone. "Yvonne, you didn't manage to get married again, did you? What a pity. It's okay, though. You can beg Nathan to marry you again later. The eighth time is the charm, right?"

before forcefully pushing her in the direction of the stairs. As he pushed her up the stairs, Stephanie repeatedly screamed, "Help! Someone, please help me!" Her mouth was wide open as she continued yelling, "I'm going to make you pay for this, Logan! My mom will find out about this and call the police on you!" Logan ignored her threats and continued forcing her up the stairs while she thrashed against him. Just as they reached the top of the stairs, he released her arm and effortlessly lifted her up as if she weighed nothing and draped her over his shoulder to prevent her from slowing him down as she fought against his grasp.

“I don’t… I don’t want this.” The words pierced me, sharper than any blade. Jordan look sunk, short of what to say to her next. “I didn’t either,” Finn admitted quietly, stepping forward. “None of us did, we were born this way. But you’ll adapt. We’ll teach you how. You’ll still be you, Steph, you’ll just be… more. Better. Faster and even stronger!” Stephanie’s breathing slowed, just enough for the fury in her eyes to dim. For one fleeting second, she almost looked calm. Almost.

“Hey, where are you stumbling off to?” “Jack is taking us out for lunch, so I am off to get some shoes” I told him as I slowly carried on walking. I looked up the stairs and swallowed the lump in my throat. I needed to stop been a wimp and do this. I lifted my left leg and placed it on the first step. “See easy” I told myself as I lifted my right leg and put it on the next step “just keep going till you reach the top, slow and steady wins the race” I kept telling myself as I slowly made my way up the stairs. I finally made it to the top and looked down to see Jack. “I made it” I smiled down at him.

His hands grabbing all over me making me flustered, I begin to slap his hands away in what looks like a bad attempt of patty cake. Finally he steps back, looking at me with a crazed look in his face. "You look like-" "Hell?" I interrupt. "I know, and don't care." Pulling my gaze from his muscled arms back to the task at hand. Escaping. I look over the ledge and swallow deep. I've never been one for heights. My stomach fills with butterflies as I slowly take a step back. Shit, how am I going to get down?

Adrian POV I feel like a new man. I am a new man, with a new goal in life. Not only am I going to gain the right to legally be Hailey’s dad this week, I’m going to make Missy her new step-mom if it's the last thing I do. She’s mine. Case closed. Done deal.

He said, and Stephanie’s heart leaped for joy. “Really? Can you please send me the link? I’ll submit my credentials as soon as possible.” “Sure! I’ll send it soon.” “Thank you so much, Robbie. I’m very happy right now.” Stephanie leaped for joy. “I’m happy to help you, Stephanie. I’ll text you soon, okay?” Robbie hung up afterward. Stephanie quickly switched on her internet connection, expecting a message from Robbie. While she waited for him to send her a message, other messages popped up.

He then lifted his foot and crossed the doorsill. The store was relatively spacious, but there were not many customers, and it looked empty. “There aren’t any people. I guess it’s not up to standard,” I complained. Bishop glanced at me. “This store only serves VIPs.” I swallowed and was bereft of speech. What a damn rich guy. Bishop walked up to the counter, took out a gold card, and handed it to the clerk. After the clerk received it, her attitude instantly became visibly respectful. “Please wait a moment,” she said before making a quick call.

she explained and I swallowed hard at the mention of his name again and although I told myself I didn't wanna think of this morning anymore, I couldn't stop my travelling thoughts from going wherever it is they wanted and they swinged back and forth from this morning, to the night he told me of his mother's return and over to that morning at the office he said something about my coat that led to our step father conversation. This means, My Father is the Step Dad Adrian spoke of?? Adrian is my Step Brother???