The Stepbrother Novels & Stories

It felt strangely unfair that the world could keep moving so normally while mine had flipped upside down in less than forty-eight hours. The weight of keeping it all inside felt too heavy to carry alone anymore. I let out a ragged breath and rubbed the back of my neck. "No. The stepfather is fine. He's actually an old neighbor from when I was a kid." I took a shaky breath, finally dropping the real news. "And apparently, I have a stepbrother now." Leo stopped chewing mid-bite. He blinked, swallowed hard, and nearly choked on his drink, slamming the plastic cup down onto the table.

It felt like the air had been sucked from her lungs and for a fleeting moment she thought she was hallucinating. On the foyer wall were large canvas pictures of none other than Jane’s bullies – Reid and Ryan Heiden. Why were their pictures in her new stepfather’s house? It was a sick joke, right? She was imagining it. But no, the twin demons smiled down at her and for a few seconds she struggled to catch her breath. “Ah, my sons. You will meet each other later,” Kyle said and Jane was shocked. Why hadn’t her mother told her that she would have two stepbrothers? Worse than having instant siblings was the fact that they were her bullies! They’d never gotten along even if she’d drooled over the

The look on his face tells me to believe him. "But … you're my Stepbrother" I managed to say finally. "Fuck! Who makes up these bullshit rules ugh. I'm not your god-damned brother." He shouts. He takes a deep breath then exhales. He runs his tongue over his bottom lip then lowers his voice again. "We're not related. Besides we didn't find out about this stepsiblings relationship until a month ago. I didn't even see you as a sister. You were just some girl I hated because of the way she makes me feel. "

Celeste’s POV “I-” “Meet Cassian and Lucien; your step-brothers,” Theo said, introducing us to one another. Oh, but I knew them. I knew them all too well. This was like a disaster waiting to happen. I couldn’t help but tighten my grip on the backpack as I stared at both men. “Cassian, Lucien. Meet Celeste, your step-sister.” Step-sister. The word sent an unnerving chill down my spine.

“You made me feel embarrassed and I'm sure your brother felt bad too!” “Stepbrother,” He corrected. “You think I would have that monster as my real brother!”

He gestures vaguely. “What’s happening to you?” I ask, not liking that I’m seeing him this vulnerable. Allister has never been this vulnerable, ever. He always has his shit together. Always a step ahead of everyone, and knows what to expect from situations and what not. So, he’s always emotionally ready to deal. I watch him shake his head. “It’s a lot for me. I could take anything, but not this one.” “What?” “I don’t even know where to start.” He looks at me and chuckles. “I have a fucking stepbrother,” he breathes out, almost like it burns his tongue to say the words.

Ever since marrying my mom, my stepfather had been very protective of us, like today—insisting I be driven to school even if I was in a hurry. Being cared for like this wasn't so bad, I thought. Except for one person… That young face came to my mind again. A handsome yet intense face, with sharp features, dark eyes, and lips always set in a tight line. His gaze made me feel cold and breathless. That face belonged to Marco, my stepbrother—my stepfather’s successor, the next mafia boss. When I first arrived in New York with my mom a year ago, she told me my stepfather was easy to get along with. She didn’t know much about her stepson Marco, only that he was reliable and would protect us.

"You'll be like actual siblings! Won't that be fun?" It would not be fun. It was the opposite of fun. My stepbrother—technically, I guess, my step-sibling was more accurate since we weren't blood related and he was only five years older than me—was Ethan Cross. And Ethan Cross was the kind of guy who made things complicated just by existing. Tall, dark-haired, with the kind of sharp jawline that suggested Derek's genes had been generous. He was currently enrolled in graduate school at the university while also working part-time at his dad's company. He was basically the golden child of the blended family.

This situation is anything but amusing right now. “Don’t give me that st, you piece of st. Isn’t your niece mated to her fg brother?” my dad growls. “Stepbrother, you ass… I mean,” Uncle Nate stops himself before he says “asshole” and gets a size 16 boot shoved up his asshole. “Carli and Parker aren’t even really step-siblings anymore after my brother and sister-in-law fully adopted her. They share no fg blood.” “And I didn’t even mark my mate. She wouldn’t let me. There is nothing sick about this situation. We shared no blood either,” Dad huffed, crossing his arms and daring anyone to argue with him.

My forehead wrinkled in confusion. “What? How does that affect all of this mess? We would have just had a normal step-sibling relationship and life would have been so much easier.” “That’s where you get it wrong, Rosalie. We could have never had a normal step-sibling relationship. That was never going to happen.” “Why?” “Why? Are you kidding me now, Rosalie? What kind of stepbrother wants to see his stepsister cum? Huh? What kind of stepbrother strokes his dick in the shower imagining his stepsister choke on his cock?”