Stepsister Novels & Stories

I owed him more than just vows. And yet… there was still something missing. Something I couldn’t explain or name—just a quiet, persistent emptiness I hadn’t been able to shake. “A marriage that can fall apart because of me was already falling apart long before I showed up.” And just like that my appetite vanished and I wasn't eating anymore. Took slow sips of wine, mindlessly pushing food around with my fork, the tension crawling back in. “Let’s go to my place.” Was this happening again? Was I really about to step back into the same fire I swore I’d never touch twice?He was my stepson.

He turned me around to face him. Up close, Julian Vane was terrifying. He was forty-two, nearly twice my age, with silver hitting the temples of his dark hair and eyes the color of a winter sea. He’d been my stepfather for three years, a man of few words and cold checkbooks. I’d spent those years avoiding him, ducking into hallways when I heard his heavy tread, feeling his gaze on the back of my neck at every dinner. “Julian, let go. People are watching,” I hissed, glancing at the few lingering mourners.

" So, since we're stuck with each other for a while, let's make it bearable. But there are going to be a few ground rules." She folded her arms across her chest. "What kind of rules?" "Treat me with respect.” His voice was firm. "It’s that simple. Can you manage that?" "Yes," she replied curtly. "I can." Her eyes burned holes through his soul. "Good." Without another word, he stepped past her, his shoulder brushing lightly against hers as he walked away toward the car, leaving her standing there alone. " Fine, Marcello, if putting up with you for now means getting my freedom back, then I would do it," she whispered to herself.

In irritation, I jump off my bed to go give that unruly person a piece of my mind, but as soon as my legs meet the ground, I feel them wobble and I crash back to my bed landing on my bump. If I don't head down now, my dad would chop me into bits for allowing someone disturb the peace and quiet of the house like this. I gently bring my legs to the ground once again. This time, when I feel balanced, I begin to move. Walking down the stairs feels odd and awkward. My legs feel as though walking down the stairs is a brand new task. I feel strange, there is something wrong and different with me, but this sort of thing of course is not something to discuss with my brother nor father.

After so much pressure from her parents, she told them she would return, and if she didn’t feel comfortable, she would leave without thinking. Stephanie heaved a sigh and slowly walked into the company. As she approached the receptionist, the receptionist looked up and hastily sprang to her feet. Stephanie knitted her brows, wondering why she acted in such a way. “Miss Stephanie Taylor. Welcome, Ma’am.” She gave Stephanie a slight bow, and Stephanie reciprocated the bow in surprise.

he gave her a look. "What are you doing here by the way?" Stephanie changed the topic. "I came to check up on you and I wanted to let you know that I'm ready to work in McClure Investment and train myself, I have a girlfriend now so I need to start being responsible" he said with a proud smile. "Joseph you wanting to take Davis spot should be you that wants to do it not that girl you call a girlfriend telling you" Stephanie said the part, "that girl" in pure disgust.

Something To Resolve From His Past. “Yes Miss Stella. My name is Steff and I am a Computer Artificial Intelligence programme that is installed to assist you with all your company’s needs. I can help you solve and answer tough questions about the company and the products, the names of the employees under each department, give you access to the potential employees surveillance records and many more. What is it that you want help with now, Miss Stella?” The computer AI named Steff said. Stella once again was rendered speechless by the computer AI. She was given her name. She was no fool to not know that Steff is the short form of her name, Stephany.

Stephanie grinned, “you have no idea how much of a bitch I can be. I was the head bitch at my last pack. So I think that I’ll fit right in with your little click. I’m Stephanie by the way.” “Hi, I’m Jess and that’s Trixy and Zara,” introduced Jess as she shuffled over for Stephanie to join them. “Welcome to your new click.” Stephanie smiled, proud of herself that she’d already made friends with the bitches of the pack. Connor stood to the side of the hall with Pierce and Christian and noticed that Stephanie had already found her mini pack. He was however aware that it was the bitch squad and that pleased him. He didn’t want another Miss Goody two-shoes in the pack. He wanted ruthless people

on top of me his thrusts are savage it's painful at this point as I claw at him to stop he doesn't then I feel him coming inside me he stays there until he's sure I have milked him dry. I just lay there out of breath shocked that my sweet seventeen year old step brother just attacked me in the back of his truck.

"Why don’t we all just go on a double date?" "A double date?" "Yes! Me, Elizabeth, you, and James!" My heart skips at the last name and I sink back in my seat. "James?" Louis repeats and Janet nods. "Yeah. Actually, I’ve been trying to work things out between us too. I thought Elizabeth, being his stepsister, could help…" God, does this girl ever shut up? "But I think I’ll have to try harder than that and this might just work." "Oh. Wait what? Step what? James is Elizabeth’s stepbrother?" There’s shock in Louis’s voice as his widened eyes gape at me and I glance around the cafeteria to make sure no one is watching before I turn to them. "Can you keep it down?"