Stepbrother Romance Books Novels & Stories

"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—"

"Are you kidding me right now? Damien is mine! My mate! I shouldn't have to fight with you, you should leave him alone because he's mated to me! Why is that so difficult for you to wrap your head around? Or are you going to cast a spell on me too?" "You shouldn't be with him!" She yelled back at me. "He's your step-brother therefore you two cannot be together! He should be mine! Mine!" "Well good thing he's not yours then Nyx. You don't even know him, you're just a brat who heard the word no for the first time and threw a tantrum because of it." She jumped on me then, knocking me to the ground.

I could feel our bodies getting hotter, and my private getting wetter as he pumped faster. But the fire that was burning inside us, was suddenly quenched. “What the fuck?!” I uttered in frustration as I felt myself drenched in cold water. “Wake up, dumbass.” The voice made me groan in annoyance as I shot him a glare. Mike, the Alpha of Sinister Pack; and unfortunately, my ever-evil stepbrother.

I want you…I bit my lip, the taste of sin and lust driving me insane. The isolation gnawed at me, so I slipped away to the balcony for fresh air. The night sky stretched above me, jeweled with stars but no moon. The breeze kissed my skin, and I closed my eyes, soaking in the peace until it shattered at the touch of a rough hand on my bare back. “What the hell!” I spun, panic flaring, only to see a pot-bellied man with a greasy smile. Recognition hit me like bile. Caleb. Beatrice’s nerdy brother from high school, now aged and foul.

I guess he meant it when he said we should ignore each other. “It’s my stepbrother… I” “What’s wrong? Is he giving you a hard time? My stepbrother is a total asshole,” Kenya says. I smile. Life would be easier if I thought he was an asshole. “No, I fell in love with him over the summer.” The room falls silent as all eyes turn to me. See, I know they would think it was weird. “I know it may be weird….” I begin to explain “Ewwwwwwww.” Kenya exclaims.

Brandon says out of nowhere, laughing at his own imagination “That’s insane” Cassie tells him, trying to hide the smile that had formed across her lips, she definitely liked that idea “Not really. Well, I do understand they’re your brothers...” “Step brothers” Cassie cuts in, correcting him “Yes, step brothers. But I’ve read books where things like these happen you know” Brandon continues “Things like what?” Cassie asks, now fully interested “You know, two brothers falling for the same girl” he tells her with a shrug

Chapter 2: Family Surprise Alex POV The wedding ceremony had been a blur of white lace, golden rings, and joyful tears, but now, as the applause faded and the photographer snapped the final group shots, reality crashed over me like a cold wave. Dad stood there, beaming in his tailored suit, his short gray hair neatly combed back, looking every bit the happy groom. Lisa clung to his arm, her long blonde hair cascading in elegant waves, her sharp green eyes softened by the day's emotions. She was a force—strong, commanding, the kind of woman who ran a multimillion-dollar company without breaking a sweat. And then there was Kai, standing tall beside her, his black suit hugging his muscular fram

If I had expected the perfect boy to sweep me off my feet, I must have been mistaken. Even my instincts screamed the same thing, wondering what could possibly go wrong if I finally exposed my heart to this bad guy. Fuck, he is my stepbrother, yet why do I perceive him as more? I nudged his head closer, flicking my palm deeper into his hair. Max sighed, and his sound made me feel more important than I ever had. If I could make Max swoon, maybe I wasn't as horrible as Evan made me out to be, something more intriguing and desirable.

It began with: Am I to blame? For years, my stepbrother has been starring in all my fantasies. He has always been caring despite his cold demeanor, and has been my rock through the good and the bad times. We have recently kissed, and now he’s asking me to become his lover. I don’t know what to think and have no one to confide in. Thoughts? Simone soon went to take a shower. And under the soothing hot water, as her muscles loosened, she could almost forget all her concerns.

Ethan cleared his throat, softer this time, turning toward me. “Malia.” His voice was careful, cautious, like he was stepping onto thin ice. “What are you doing with him?” The question hit harder than I expected. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “You know exactly what it means,” he said, not unkindly, but steady. “You’ve been different, distracted a lot lately.” His eyes met mine, unflinching. “He’s trouble, and not to mention, your stepbrother. You’re—”