Stepbrother Dearest Novels & Stories

he said turning round to the wardrobe checking which outfit to wear,l paused my mind flooding with forgotten memories,stepbrother l now have a brother,l felt a spark of happiness in me but unsure of it,l have been craving to have a brother or sister when l was home but didn't get as my mom only gave birth to me,back then l always felt lonely and sad each time mom and dad goes to work as l had no brother or sister to play withl always wished l would have one someday but never thought that will only be after my mom's death,now here is one standing right in front of me,not just an ordinary one but a handsome one at that, he's every girls dream,l smiled admiring his sexy body as he was busy che

A thin trail of smoke drifted into the air. "Control yourself. "Don't show that face when we get home," he commanded coldly. "If you breathe a single word to your mother about what happened today, I cannot guarantee the safety of the people you care about out there. Do you understand?" I could only remain silent, hugging myself in the middle of that desolate loading dock. Not only was my stepbrother mysterious, but he also occupied the highest position in the food chain I had just entered. "Let’s go," he said, pulling the car door open roughly. "Enough drama for today. We need to dispose of the evidence of this car."

I lean into it involuntarily, and he smiles again. "You're so pretty," he says, his voice slurring and soft. "My Clara." The name burns. It's wrong. All of this is wrong. He can't consent to this not really, not with his mind wrapped in chemical fog. He doesn't even know who I am. He thinks he's touching his girlfriend, not his stepsister. And yet I can't stop. I crawl onto the bed beside him, my raven hair falling across the pillow as I prop myself up on one elbow. He shifts toward me like a plant searching for sunlight, his hand finding my waist beneath my thin tank top. The warmth of his palm sears through the fabric.

“Then we’re going to practice again. And I want every single scream.” Outside, the morning continued bright and ordinary. Inside the locked room, her stepbrother held her while the evidence of how thoroughly he had just taught her soaked into the mattress, already planning how many more times he was going to make her lose control before the weekend finally ended.

“Excellent choice, ma’am.” Lucas ordered his meal as well. After the hostess left, we started having a real conversation. “I want to apologize for the other night,” I began, clearing my throat nervously. “It’s okay, Celeste,” Lucas said with a kind smile. “But I am curious about something.” “What’s that?” I asked, though I had a feeling I knew what was coming. “That guy.” He paused, looking directly into my eyes. “Is he really your brother?” “Yes,” I answered quickly. “He’s my stepbrother. He can be very protective sometimes. I’m sorry if he was rude to you.”

To see us as brothers and sisters but the harder in the future they become. All of my good girl moral vanishes when it comes to my stepbrother, Ryder Saint. When it comes to him my thoughts were more than just the girlish fantasies of an inexperienced women were downright sinful. I cannot simply stop myself from wanting to have him. I close my eyes and let my thoughts wander.

"Bro, I don't know even know who you are—" "But I know who you are. I know all about you," he cut me off. "Ryder Jake Williams. The surfer. The player. The stepbrother. You're her fucking stepbrother and you just have to make a move on her. You have to get her to fall in love with you. And now, because of you, she has to leave her entire life behind. She'll lose her family, her friends, and she’ll have to give up on her dreams—"

, he said a gave a smile looking at both of them before he walked away. Once the Coach disappeared, Dae looked at the older. " Aru...why did you say I am your friend. What will happen when he finds out I am your step brother ? He will feel suspicious." " Dae, I can't say you are my brother anymore. And one day everybody has to know.", Aroon said. He honestly hate the words 'brother' and 'stepbrother '. When somebody mentions Dae as his brother or stepbrother, he feels really annoyed. He just want to shout out ' Dae is my boyfriend.'

Chase nudged me when I didn't answer. "Sorry, I was thinking about something. What were you saying?" I said and smiled at him. I should be focusing on Chase instead of thinking about Adrian all the time, I thought to myself. "I said, your stepbrother really hates me for some reason. Did I do something wrong that I don't know about? Or is he like that with every guy in your life? I just don't understand." Chase raised his eyebrows.

My tears soak his shirt, and my shoulders tremble with each sob. “I’m sorry I shouted at you,” I say into his chest. His body shakes with his laughter. I smile only a little but it’s gone as fast as it comes. “I’m such a brat sometimes and you tolerate me. When I met him at the pub, I didn’t know he would be my stepbrother. I kissed him. Then you said he would be my brother—stepbrother. We tried to fight the attraction, Dad. I promise we did.”