Stepson Novels & Stories

mom said. I looked at mom, shocked. Didn’t she say no one knows she was married before? Mom stepped closer to my ear and whispered, "Only he and his brother know," and moved back. I looked at Mr. Stranger, who was already looking from behind my step-dad. While I was shocked as hell, he was so calm. "What are you looking at? Say hi," mom said. "Hi," I said. "Hi, Elora," my step-dad said, moving his hand forward.

The life that I had built deliberately out of the wreckage of everything that came before. There were two hundred people in this room and I was standing here coming apart over a man I had buried, no I straightened. Lifted my chin. Found my smile and put it back where it belonged. He was my stepson. That was his role now. That was all he was ever going to be. He would soon be leaving for where he came from. I let a few minutes pass. Let the room pull me back in — Richard's voice, the music, the warmth of people who meant well. And when I turned to Salvatore again it was with the steadiness of a woman who had made her peace.

"Mom, I will introduce you to my boyfriend Stephen tonight--" "Boyfriend? You have a boyfriend?! Why didn't you tell us!" "Mom, I told you a week ago, I mentioned him while we were eating--" "What is that man's name? What family does he come from? is that rich or poor?" "Stephen Wilson--" "Wilson? Is her mommy's name Stella?!" He smiled at me, but that smile was strange. "O-Opo," he bit his lip in response.

So her three cousins live with her. "Hey, Stephen." Emily calls out to her eldest cousin. And on hearing his name, he leaves the girl he's talking to and starts advancing towards us. Stephen is almost six feet tall, dark skinned, has the bad boy personality and all. He's twenty-two years old, and hates school. "Yo, Beth." He greets when he comes to stand in front of me, giving me a perverted smile. "Took you long enough." "I didn't call you here to undress her with your eyes. Lend her your jacket. She's cold."

One that attracted the opposite sex in a heartbeat. "I have a confession to make," she said, and it caught the principal's attention and stopped the tense atmosphere which made time stand still and it felt as if, at some point, even the clock had gone mute. I hated coming in here, the threat of being kicked out of another school meant that my only future would be to stay at home. With my drunk mom. Hell no! 'Stewart, the rich quarterback love magnet.' Every-one needed a nickname in high school, and that just hap-pened to be mine. Not, 'Stewart, the miserable kid with the alcoholic mom and cheating dad, who'd been kicked out of one too many schools.'

Chapter 20 Reign Stevens POV I am Reign Stevens. I am the son of McKenzie Jacobs and Rain Stevens... I am their eldest I am currently twenty-four and am I principal and a prestigious High School... Today is Friday and I stayed late at the school to finish paperwork when I was done around five the evening... when I was busy locking up, I saw the lights were still on in her office... I walk towards the office when I went in, I was about to turn the light off, the second she is right in front of me with a stapler in my face...

"This is Jules Verne, my..." "Your girlfriend, we know," Ava(Harris's friend and actress) said cutting him off. Harris chuckled. "No, not my girlfriend. She's my stepmom. I only said she's my girlfriend to get rid of Sasha," he told them. "What! Stepmom?" Greg and Ava both said in unison. "Yes! STEPMOM," Harris emphasized. They both looked surprised and thought, how can someone like Jules be Harris's stepmom? She looks so young.

"Uh, I guess you can take my boxers then?" "As if they would fit me—you have football thighs!" He grins. "Don't forget about your favorite thing about me—my peachy ass; it's also big. Very round. Do you want to bite it?" I roll my eyes at him, but I can't fight the smile stretching my lips. Damn it all to hell! My heart is light and bubbly around Noah, but I realize it's wrong. I can't fall in love with my freaking soon-to-be stepbrother!

I turned to Ollie and saw her looking at Steve with a longing expression on her face, she looked like a love sick puppy. Ollie turned to me and sent me an awkward smile, "Il catch with you later Jay, Steve is waiting for me there by himself" I felt terrible as I watched Ollie walk away but I found it hard to say no to Adrian. After I sat down, one of Adrian's teammates, who had never spoken to me before asked, "So you guys are step siblings?" Adrian placed his arm around me and replied, "Yep." Feeling his closeness and his touch sent vibrations

“I'm sorry for how Easton spoke to you. He tends to flare up and get extremely worked up whenever he sees Carson. It reminds him of his childhood.” “His childhood?” My curiosity was piqued. “Yes,” He nodded and looked around to check if anyone was coming. “I know I shouldn't be telling you this, but I think you should know because I believe you're the only one that can help him forget about his past,” Butler Steve sighed. “Actually, Carson isn't Easton's real brother. He's Easton's step-brother.” I gasped as my eyes widened. “For real?”