Stepped Unscramble Novels & Stories

Was he intentionally avoiding me or was this simply another one of his calculated moves? Lost in my thoughts, I didn't see her until it was too late. A harsh bump sent me stumbling backward, my heels barely keeping me from falling. I managed to catch my balance, my heart leaping into my throat. Looking up, my eyes met a pair of piercing brown eyes.

Renae "Shit, Renae, what are you going to do?" Lacey questions as I pull her up the stairs behind me, I'm trying to escape, I need to get away. Firstly, Jagger's here. The man that hurt my friend more than any of her mom's boyfriends and husbands could have. Secondly, Levi is the man I've spent the best part of two years fantasizing about. Now I find out he's my stepbrother. I'm totally screwed.

“Because the way that heart monitor was spiking, I thought you were flatlining—turns out you were just getting your freak on.” I didn’t even flinch. I just smirked, my voice low. “What can I say? Love’s a hell of a drug.” Alex made a gagging sound, dragging a chair across the floor and plopping into it like a pissed-off babysitter. “Y’all are insane. Like actually. Ariana, your leg has staples in it.” “And your head is stitched like Frankenstein,” I shot back. “What’s your point?” Alex pointed between us like he was solving a crime. “You two are step-siblings. This is forbidden, illegal in several countries, and definitely against hospital policy.”

I finally found the man I was crazily looking for, and at the same time, what an unlucky day — I found him, but I can't have him. I sighed. My eyes fell on his veiny hands on the steering wheel. His hand was gripping the wheel just like he held my neck in those nights — not tightly, just in control. My thighs clenched. Oh gosh. I looked ahead. Stop it, Elora. He is your step-uncle now. It's so disgusting. Even I was trying to remind myself how wrong this was now. My head voice wasn't helping me — it kept interrupting, saying, So what if he is your step-uncle? He is step, not real. Eww, I never thought I was this sick in the mind.

"Let's walk up." From the base of the hill to the church at the top, there were countless stairs, as if they were placed there by God to test the hearts of those who came. Rolf had never been into hiking. I had begged him over and over the first time, promising I'd take care of him, just to get him to agree. But now, at the very end, he was the one suggesting we climb. I didn't mind. I liked being active, and I liked the feeling of working up a sweat. Walking more wouldn't hurt.

I didn’t have much money, and I wasn’t particularly capable. [After arriving here, the system told me that if I helped Miley take her company public, I would be allowed to go home. [I could have left much earlier, but I couldn't bear to leave you. [You were the only thing in this world I couldn't let go of. [The USB drive contains all the evidence needed to bring down Sean and Everdusk Group. [But now isn’t the time. [Dad asked Uncle Dylan to calculate everything. The best time to use it is when you’re twenty-five.

The code was clear: H-U-L-L--S-P-L-I-T-T-I-N-G. C-O-L-E--D-O-W-N. L-E-O--N-O-T--B-R-E-A-T-H-I-N-G. T-H-E--I-R-O-N--K-I-N-G--I-S--A-T--T-H-E--D-O-O-R.

This is fucking unbelievable. With nothing else to do, I start the preparations for hot cocoa, My left shoulder still ached from yesterday’s practice—nothing new, but the lack of sleep isn’t helping. That dream wasn’t helping. I’m just lifting the mug to my lips when the bedroom door creaks open. The sound of footsteps hit my ears, before a tall, muscular guy steps out. His shirt is half-buttoned, jeans low on his hips. He doesn’t say a word to the roommate of the girl he just fucked. Just grabs his jacket and slip out the front door.

Joseph POV. Fresh early morning wind greeted me in Italy when I step down from my jet. Stephen was standing near the car, waiting for me. “Hey Josh” He came to take me his hug. “How's Steph,” I asked, broking our hug. “Good as always” He smirked. “That I can see, have decided your wedding date,” I asked looking at his fingers. “Ohhh, I forgot to remove it. I have broken up” He chuckled weakly removed the ring from his finger and put it down in his pocket.

Being at the edge of wakefulness and sleep, a hypnotic state, was necessary for astral projection to occur. He recalled what the guru said: to flex his muscles and then loosened them. He started with his toes and worked his way up to his body, gradually making his way to his head. He made sure every muscle was completely relaxed. Use your mind to flex your body part, but do not physically move it. Visualize your toes wiggling, or your fingers twisting and bending until it seems as though they are physically moving. Extend your focus to the rest of your body. Move your legs, your arms, and your head using only your mind. Keep your focus steady until you’re able to move your whole body in you