Stepson Novels & Stories

"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—"

It was unbelievable because three years had passed and she thought her son would have grown to be more mature but who was she kidding? He was the same as he is and he was twenty eight for crying out loud. He's supposed to be thinking of how to become a good CEO especially now that Davis is out of the country but again who was she kidding? This boy doesn't even go to the company, the best thing he does is going for a photoshoot as a model or hanging out with his friends. Stephanie is really pained because Joseph is her son and yet he's acting like he doesn't have any plans for his life, he couldn't even act like Davis so how does he want to be better than Davis.

Chelsea I knew I would go crazy if I had to spend another day in the same house with my step brother who went around the house with his denim pants riding low on his hips. He was good looking and he carried himself with the air of one who was good looking and knew it. He was arrogant too. He had looked in my eyes and had concluded that I desired him. It was one of the most daring things I had ever had a man do to me. But I knew I was not damned because he was hot. I was damned because he knew now that I wanted him desperately.

I said grabbing a bottle of orange juice from the fridge, I feel his stare boring into my skull and when I turned to him, he had this look in his eyes. It quickly disappeared before I could even make sense of it. “About what happened yesterday..." He started saying walking towards me, nervously I set the bottle down in the island. “Dad no, you don't have to apologize for anything." I tell him, he sighs. “Gabe is not just my junior brother Cee, he's my best friend, I think I upset him." My stepdad said taking a seat beside me. Our knees touch but he doesn't pull backwards, even when I know he's feeling the heat, realizing what was happening I stood up quickly.

"We'll discuss this later, Stephen. Just...just keep a low profile for now." Stephen's voice cut through his mother's anger, "Hold up, Mother, there might still be a way." Mrs. Anderson's curiosity was piqued, "What's that?" "We can use Avery's stepbrother, Shane," Stephen said, a hint of excitement in his voice. "To the best of my knowledge, he's not interested in his father's company, and he's always wasting his father's money on women and who-knows-what. If we can get him on our side, we might still be able to achieve our goal."

I feel my legs shake as I drag my feet forward, moving around the couch, which is probably not a brilliant choice considering how fearful she looks right now– I should stay away, not draw closer. "Mom…" I start, trying to put words together, but how do I explain to her? What do I even say? Oh, I’m sorry you had to see that. I just happened to have been fucking around with my best friend, who also happens to be your stepson. No qualms, though.

"You pedophile!" "She's an adult, she's almost twenty-four and I have never had anything to do with her while she was still nineteen." He defended. "I...this...began ...recently." Justin stuttered. His manly aura which I admired failed him. "You're fucking my daughter! You're fucking your step daughter!" My mother screamed. "I was suspecting your bond. Was that what the trip was all about? Was that why my worker never gave me any feedback about you two?"

"My son is busy preparing for his engagement tomorrow. We must immediately go home and postpone our honeymoon event for one day." "Okay, no problem," I said. I hope his son can accept me to be a stepmother for him. He will get engaged, meaning he is an adult. How does it feel to be a stepmother for men who are adults?

“I hope you like them.” Yara glanced at the many bags on the floor, confused. “Uh… why would you buy so many things?” Ste-phen’s reply made Mason choke hard. “Because I'm your son's boyfriend.” * * *

Grayson steps closer. “If this is about the company ” “It’s not,” Stephen interrupts. “It’s about Ethan.” Grayson freezes. Stephen watches him carefully. “You’re too emotional,” Stephen says quietly. “You’re making decisions based on feelings.” Grayson’s hands clench. “He’s my son.” Stephen’s voice turns cold. “He’s not.” The words hit like a gunshot. Jamie appears behind us. “He is.” Stephen looks at him. “You’re just a child.” Jamie steps forward. “He’s my brother.”