Novel & Cerita Stepbrother Books

“We’re leaving for the airport. Tony’s downstairs!” My heart slammed against my ribs like a caged animal. Tony. My tall, muscular, married stepbrother who barely tolerated me. The man whose deep voice alone could make me ruin my panties. The man I’d been obsessively writing filthy stories about for months — stories where he used me, bred me, ruined me while his wife waited at home none the wiser.

And worst of all, too empty… except for one person. Caleb. My stepbrother. We never talked much, not really. Even after two years of technically being “siblings,” we’d always kind of… orbited each other. I mean, it wasn’t that he was mean or anything. He was just distant. Broody. He was always working out, always avoiding conversation, always so serious, and felt like he was better than everyone. And don’t get me started on how good-looking he was—because that part was just unfair.

but it left as quickly as it came. She parted her legs wide, exposing herself completely to me, to him. Her unshaved pussy glistened, already dripping. I could not believe what I was about to witness, a sexual act between my stepbrother and my sister. I pushed against the chair, tears slipping free from my eyes. I tried to scream, to cry for help, but it was all just jumbled nonsense against the damn tape. "You should not have been nosy, Sarah. You should not." He stood sideways, letting me watch as he unbuttoned his jeans, then unzipped slowly.

Blood and bodies also blurred through past. What was I doing? My mom didn’t even know the kind of relationship I was in with my stepbrother let alone knowing that I had been seeing several episodes of dead bodies since I became attached to him. The car dropped me off at home. I came down from the car without any help. I could feel him watching me, staring at me until I reached the door. I wanted him to say something. I wanted him to explain things to me. I wanted him to tell me that he didn’t mean to do those things but those were just my thoughts.

Sam. He simply flashed his perfect teeth, unfazed by my glare. "You don't have to worry," he said, his voice confident and calm. Standing there in a white singlet and black shorts, his rough, sexy hair messy and undone, he looked breathtakingly handsome. It was infuriating. Why did he have to be my stern, infuriating stepbrother? "I would do you the honors of showing you to your room," his voice laced with sarcasm. "I don't need your favors," I snapped back. He smirked, "We both know you’re lying.”

I’m combining all the books of this series in one. So going to change the tittle from ‘Forbidden Flames: My Best Friend’ to ‘Forbidden Flames: Steamy Series’ of this book. Forbidden Flames: My Stepbrother Stella I was a broken soul, and I never thought that I would be healed by my stepbrother. Alex My stepsister, whom I thought would hate her, but she became the one and only person whom I desire deeply. *** "No. Flower, you're not ugly. If you could see yourself through my eyes, you'd understand how beautiful and desirable you are." I hold her face in my hands again, pulling her closer.

“I thought when you said yes, yes, yes, that you were going to say brother. Like biological.” She put her hand on her chest. “Step is… okay. Step is... Stepbrother is completely different.” She stopped, and started again. “Okay so wait. You’ve been in that house for two and a half months with your parents in Tokyo and your stepbrother and—” “Yes,” I said. “And you’re—” “Yes.” “Both of you—” “Yes.” She stared at me for another long moment. Then she grabbed my arm and started walking. “Tell me everything,” she said. “Start from the beginning. Don’t you dare leave anything out. We have the whole night.” She pulled me through the alley and back into the world with her hand around my arm and her

School got me busy and I had very little time for writing or even social media. But now I’m back. I already completed Crave if anyone is also waiting for that, and some of you might have not seen the note there, but I’ll complete my stepbrother this June. I’m already rereading the chapters to get familiar with the plot again and it’s been written. Once I have enough chapters that won’t leave you hanging in between (which is very soon. In a few more days I think.) I’ll start uploading them. Thank you so much for being patient with me and for being devoted to James and Elizabeth’s story.

Both the brothers were staring at him. Their looks were burning holes through my body and I couldn’t take it anymore. “Excuse me, I want to use the.....”, “We are done with eating, you going to use the one at home”, My mouth dropped open when I turned to the one who cut me off in mid sentence. ALEXANDER! I glared at him with anger fuelling in my body. “There is a washroom at our home, STEP SISTER” , He emphasised the word step sister with a smirk on his face. “Huh”, I became speechless.

I said sharply, "I said your bag, is dripping water" he repeated then left, maybe I came out too sharply, I busted another chance with him, then I realized what he said, I pulled off my bag to check. It's truly dripping, I opened the bag to see a can of water in my bag, it's not covered tightly so it soaked my bag and books. My heart hurts, how can a brother treat his sister like this. What did I ever do to him.