Stephanie Plum Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Period. Stephan was just a random guy she'd met at a Thai bus stop. They had strolled down the streets, bought roadside beverage drinks, and got drunk thereafter. They had shared pieces of their hearts and souls. Then they had been stripped apart by the fiery anger of Liam. It should have ended there.

Kelly screamed and went over the top again. When Stephanie left the school that evening, there was a smile on her sticky face. She was happy that she had pleased Kelly, but she was also surprised at how much she liked it. She ate the young woman to three strong climaxes and would have continued had she not pushed her away. She could still taste Kelly's juice on her lips... and she had her panties in her purse, which she would use to masturbate with when she got home. She wasn't even going to wash her face tonight. Chapter 6

Stephanie continued crying already, Cat stood up as she watched the drama that played in surprise "And you sleep with her best friend!" "you!" she shouted pointing her pinky fingers at Cat "You betrayed your friend!" "She trusted you, Amelie loved you without looking back, she held you closer than a sister, you are her world! her everything!" "But yet you remain the source of her pains!" Stephanie paused, she was crying already, Jason and Cat stood still trying to understand what was happening, they were confused, how did she know all of these? who was this Stephanie and where did she come out from?

“Then stop teasing and make me come already.” He dropped to his knees right there on the gym floor, yanking my shorts down. His mouth was on me in seconds. I threaded my fingers through his dark hair, trying not to cry out as he took me deep, throat working around me. The sight of my serious, bad-boy stepbrother on his knees for me was almost enough to finish me off. “Fuck, Liam… I’m close…”

The same thing Vivian planned to kill me with. “They’ll never find you in this place,” Stephanie said, almost gently. “And even if they do, you’ll be nothing but flesh rotting off bones at that point. The little healer who wandered off into the dark, hurt and freezing, and ate something she shouldn’t have.” Her eyes went to the mushrooms in the corner, and her mouth curved. “You’ve even set the scene for me.” She came at me before I finished standing. We went down together. The fruit swung on its bandage, light lurching across the ceiling, and then her knee was on my chest and my broken hand was pinned under her shin and there were two of her, four gloved fingers full of powder coming down t

'I am the Aiden Knight, a millionaire at 25, among the top ten most eligible bachelors of the year according to Forbes. I can get anything and anyone I want, Except one, that's my step sister. I cannot have the one thing I crave desperately' my stepsister. Our story started in Texas. I went on a business trip to look at one of my restaurants in texas. That's when I saw her, Aria William, my memorable one nightstand. And I didn't know that she is my step-sister.

Except normal people didn’t have murder flashbacks and imprinting conversations and weird sexual tension with their stepbrother. Ugh. God. “So…” I said picking at the corner of my pancakes. “You have any other random opinions about my friends or…?” “She’s worried about you,” Ethan stated simply, chewing his bite. “That’s good.” “Yeah. She’d probably set you on fire if she knew half the shit you’ve done.” He gave a short laugh, then leaned back in his seat, watching me with that same smile — not entirely innocent, but not threatening either. Like he was thinking a lot more than he was saying.

Desiree’s Point of View I blinked slowly. “What are you fucking assholes doing here?” I scowled at my roommate’s bullie— I mean, mates— no, stepbrothers. Damn Ivone and her shitty luck. Whatever, I’ll just refer to them as Ivy’s stepbrothers. “Waiting for our mate, obviously,” the brown-haired guy stated plainly, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “You mean your step-sister?” I said, emphasizing the word stepsister just to annoy them. It seemed to work a little bit judging from the way their eyes twitched.

She whispered. I caressed her check with my thumb, gave her my best lopsided smile, “it’s okay, I’ll wait for you but please, just give me a chance to prove myself, to prove that I am nothing like my brother. We maybe related but that’s where it ends.” I told her, hoping that she’d believe me and give me a chance. “Dude, she doesn’t…” Rylen started. “Shut up Rylen!” Stephanie yelled. “You need to decide what you’re going to do! I’m the one carrying your pup!” She finally unleashed all her hurt and anger.

Thanks to my stepsister, I was pregnant with the stranger's baby, but I finally decided to have them, and I have to say it was the wisest decision I ever made. I'm a designer, and I can happily raise my pups. I cherish what I have now. Her groom will undoubtedly be Jax; she has been fighting me for him since childhood. And to get him, she even conspired to make me lose my virginity. When I think about that night, I feel like there are a thousand needles in my heart. "I'm not coming to the Pack ever again." My answer was firm, and there was no persuasion after this. She scoffed, her voice cold, "I knew you would say this, but don't you want your mother's things?"