Stepsister Novels & Stories

He's the one who's Ayen talking to! This is insane! Who would have thought?! The campus' hot soccer player is my step brother?! /W.W/

“It's my fault, Perry. I am aware that what I have done is inexcusable, and all that I can say is that I am sorry. Don't worry, I won't make you take responsibility for this. I'm grateful to you for the past few weeks because you've let me stay here and provided me with a secure place to live.” Stephenie withdrew so that she could retrieve the luggage that she had forgotten to bring with her the day before. But right as she was about to walk out the door, Perry grabbed her elbow and pulled her into an embrace. He didn't even let her speak a word, when he told her, “You don’t need to leave, Steph.” The tremor of sorrow that was audible in his voice was something that he came dangerously close

I went to his home and he didn’t ask me for sex or anything first, he taught me as usual , slowly I began to get calm with him. For two whole weeks I would come to his place and he would drop me back home. DEAN. The truth is I have tried number of time to get Stephanie out of my lust game but I couldn’t anytime I see he and her body shape it makes me want to have sex with her, I know it’s not right because she is an underage.

Brock- I was feeling seriously annoyed and angry. Stephanie's behavior seemed so childish, as if she were a second-grader playing pranks on her classmates. Sure, her pranks were high-tech, but they still felt immature. Despite this, I couldn't help but be impressed by the technology she had created. I realized she could be a valuable asset to my company. I made a mental note to try to convince her to move beyond being an intern and take on a bigger role, perhaps even running the entire company's security department.

"Have we met?" Stephanie hurriedly said, "Yes, we have. Do you still remember me, Mr. Bassett?" "I don't." His cold words left Stephanie feeling incredibly awkward. Hailey quickly intervened, "Theo, she is the younger sister of Quentin Strand, the president of Strand Real Estate. We had the same piano teacher when we were kids, so we were like classmates. I was the one who invited her. I hope you don't mind." This person was Quentin's sister?

Mia said and then pulled Steph in for a hug to calm her. Steph walked into the building, she met a receptionist and walked closer to where she was. "What can we do for you today?" She asked "I will like to see a Mr Alex," Steph said and the receptionist had a "are you sure" look on her face. "Can I?" Steph inquired. "You need an appointment first, do you have one?" She asked. "No, I don't but I really need to see him." "I am sorry but we don't allow that!"

"I understand why you may be skeptical of me, and I respect your authority in the pack. But I want to assure you that I hold nothing but respect for Alpha Damien and for this council. I’m not here to bring my city ways to the pack, and I don’t blame him for the mistakes of the past." Elder Mira, an older woman with silver hair and piercing eyes, cut her off with a sharp wave of her hand. "You speak of respect, but you’re already overstepping your bounds, child. You’re not Luna yet, and already you’re coming in here, trying to manipulate us into accepting you." The word "manipulate" hit Stephanie like a slap. She blinked, her breath catching, but she stood her ground. "That’s not what I’m try

“You thought I’d be at home crying into a box of tissues all weekend? Because you broke up with me over a text, two days before prom, and blocked me when I tried to call?” “Jenna—” “Fuck you, Ryan!” she cuts me off, flipping her middle finger at me. Her gaze slides to Hazel, as she steps infront of her staring at her disdainfully. “And look who it is. Mrs. Stepmom,” she sneers, and hazel body tenses as she takes a small step back. “Oh, don’t you dare act surprised.” Jenna threatens, stepping forward, her voice then drops low to an eerie tone. “I’d recognize a disgusting pedophile who’s fucks her stepson anywhere, even if she’s hiding behind a mask.”

She took a deep breath and answered, "You... uh... the kiss." "Hmmm, I did too... I mean I thought about our kiss while I mastûrbate." "Uh... Kelly, maybe I... I had better leave," Stephanie said using every ounce of strength she had left to get the words out. Kelly ignored her and said, "Will you do it for me?" "What?" "Masturbate. I want to watch you... and kiss you while you do it." "Oh God," Stephanie gasped. "This is craz..." "Crazy," Kelly said, finishing her word

He didn’t smile but he didn’t look away. For a moment, we just… looked at each other. He looked like Ryan. But softer. Sadder. I wanted to run to him. To gather him in my arms. To tell him I was sorry. That I’d never let him go again. But I didn’t move. The judge was still speaking, outlining the next steps, the supervised transitions, the involvement of child services. I only caught pieces of it. “…support will be provided for reintegration… Aaron’s transfer will take place within forty-eight hour and his schedule to be coordinated with both parties…”