Stepbrother's Dark Desire Novels & Stories

It's been two hours since I came back to consciousness to find myself in a dark box, or maybe just a box, and I'm blind. I hear metals echo around the box till the sound of footsteps joins in. Someone is before me. " I always wondered what my brother saw in you." More footsteps till I can see two pairs of almond eyes. " I wasn't the least surprised when he came crying that you cheated on him." I bury my face into my knees trying to shake off my fears. Does he want to kill me because he thinks I cheated on Zade? How do I tell him that his bloody brother slept with another girl right on my bed, and he didn't stop even after I caught him?

I was behind her, but that didn’t stop her from turning around, flashing me a mischievous grin, and winking. Of course, she thought the teacher was cute. Too bad, he looked old enough to be her uncle. “Don't be silly,”I whispered. Just then, the door flung open—and guess who walked in? My stepbrother and his psychotic girlfriend. “Bummer!" Summer muttered under her breath. Real bummer. The two people I’d been trying to avoid had just joined the same club. Davis’s eyes met mine briefly; he didn’t even look surprised to see me there. He held Chloe’s hand as they walked to the row by my right like they owned the place.

"History repeat itself and you will going to regret that you didn't killed me, Arthur. While I'm still breathing, my era will never brought a happy ending in your lives. Things are just starting to get fun and I will ruined you like how you ruined my life. The last laugh will be always mine!" Ps. The book 2 of Incest Desire To My Brother will be updated on 2024.

"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—"

Too close. “You’re my goddamn stepbrother. You know this, so let’s set boundaries,” I whispered, as if speaking of something forbidden. It was a request that should have been normal, sane, and logical. But as Riven lifted a hand and grabbed my chin, I stared into his eyes. They belonged to someone abnormal, insane, and completely illogical. “You begged me to use you. You begged to be mine. Remember?” My breath caught. My body instinctively wanted to pull away as he snaked a hand around my waist, pulling me right against him.

“Then why are your hands shaking? Why do you look at me like that?” “Like what?” I’d challenge. “Like you want me to kiss you.” The fantasy made my breath hitch, my body betraying me again with a flush of warmth. “No,” I whispered fiercely, rolling onto my side. “That’s not true. It’s not.” But the denial rang false, even in the privacy of my own thoughts. How had it come to this? He was my stepbrother, for God’s sake—arrogant, cruel, everything I despised. Yet here I was, alone in the suffocating dark, my mind a battlefield where hate and something dangerously close to longing clashed endlessly.

Chelsea couldn't help suspect. Albert huffed. "Chelsea, what can that mute brother of mine told his son? He is paralyzed and he cannot talk. I heard from other directors that this was planned, but the date of not confirmed because of uncertainty from the other party. They are not related. Why are you both on edge? We are holding Xavier's life in the palm of our hands. We encouraged your grandfather to get Xavier married to that characterless Natasha Jones. We have proofs of her affairs. Your brother likes to throw pictures during family dinners, so lets throw his wife's pictures in one of the family dinners. He seems to like his new wife alot. He is going to great lengths to make her happy.

That night, I gave myself to him completely. It was wrong. He was my stepbrother. It was right. I didn't regret it. Not for one second.

A soft gasp escaped my lips as his hands slid under my college skirt, his fingers brushing on my pussy over my panties. "Damien, you are my brother..." I managed to whisper amid overwhelming desires. This felt so wrong. But I wanted this, didn’t I? He emitted a husky chuckle, leaning closer to my ear, his lips brushing against my earlobe. "Correction-Stepbrother." "But-"

“You want your stepbrother to fuck you in the kitchen, baby? Want me to ruin you right here?” “Yes. Please. Liam—” He groans, yanking his shorts down, cock springing free. He teases my entrance with the tip, just enough to make me sob. “Say it,” he commands, voice dark. “Say you want your stepbrother to fuck you.” I hesitate, embarrassment and arousal crashing together, but I want him more than I want to breathe. “I want you, Liam. I want my stepbrother to fuck me. Right here.”