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My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers GUITAR
After a few minutes of lying on my bed and scrolling through Instagram, I forced myself out of bed and went to the bathroom. I thought that warm shower could help clear my head, at least for a little while. I stepped into the bathroom and turned the water on as hot as I could stand it, letting the steam fill the small space. The warmth enveloped me as I stepped under the spray, washing away the tension in my muscles. As the water cascaded over me, I let out a slow breath, trying to release the worry that had built up overnight.After washing my hair, I lingered for a bit longer, enjoying the sensation of the hot water, before finally stepping out and wrapping myself in a towel. I wiped the steam off the mirror and stared at my reflection. My eyes looked tired—dark circles that wouldn’t go away no matter how much sleep I got.I dried off quickly and slipped into a pair of dark jeans and a cozy hoodie, something comfortable for the day ahead. I debated skipping makeup but decided to ap
Last Updated : 2024-09-24My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers FATHER
The roar of Neel’s motorcycle vibrated beneath me as we weaved through the streets, heading toward the college. The wind whipped past, tousling my hair despite the helmet I was wearing, and I gripped his waist just a little tighter as we leaned into a turn. It wasn’t the first time I’d ridden with him, but there was still that initial thrill that came with being on a bike. Neel had joked about it earlier, when I climbed on the back, saying, “Hold tight on my waist or else I won't be taking the blame if you fly away. That would completely fall on you.” He wasn't wrong. The way Neel flirted with me earlier was lighthearted, like something out of a novel—charming and full of wit—and that's how I realized he didn’t mean anything serious by it. He loved literature, after all, and that meant quoting from his favourite books or playing into a character wasn’t unusual for him. It felt like a game, one that I didn’t mind playing along with. Even my heart didn’t skip a beat the way it
Last Updated : 2024-09-26My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers COWARD
The rest of the day dragged on, my thoughts endlessly looping around the text from dad and my reply to him. I was in my Chemistry class, staring at the equations on the whiteboard, but none of them made sense. Covalent bonds, molecular structures—I usually enjoyed this part of the class, but today, the words blurred into one another, and I could barely concentrate. I found myself doodling mindlessly on the corner of my notebook, my mind somewhere else entirely. The professor's voice became background noise as I replayed that message over and over in my head. ‘Come live with me in London. It’s time we talk. Stop being a gold digger.’ The initial texts sounded like something straight out of a formal letter, not a father reaching out to his daughter after years of silence, and the end was something fathers with sound mind shouldn't ever tell their daughters. He hadn’t called or messaged in so long, not since I blocked his old number after one too many hurtful arguments. So why no
Last Updated : 2024-09-26My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers PHONE CALL
The drive back home was steeped in silence, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Dev seemed to understand, as he always did, that I wasn’t in the mood to talk. I appreciated his ability to read the room. His hands stayed steady on the wheel, and he didn’t make any attempts to break the silence with idle conversation. I just watched the world blur past through the window, the late evening sky turning a deeper shade of indigo and pink. My mind swirled with fragmented thoughts—about the past, and memories from London. By the time we pulled into the driveway, the house loomed larger and grander in front of me. My chest tightened slightly, noticing the money it must have taken Derek to build the house for his family. He was a rich businessman with lots of wealth and name all around the country. The house spoke of money, but there was something oddly comforting about the house too, as if its walls held an unspoken promise that no matter what, things would settle down in time.When we walked ins
Last Updated : 2024-09-26My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers ACCIDENT
The words didn’t register at first. My brain struggled to process what he was saying. ‘An accident?’ I blinked, staring at him as if waiting for some sort of clarification, but none came. All I could hear was the blood rushing in my ears, muffling the room around me, warping everything into an echo. The furniture, the walls, everything seemed to blur as I stared blankly at Caspian, waiting for him to correct himself, to explain that it wasn’t what I thought. That it wasn’t as bad as it sounded.‘Dad... in an accident? But how? How? What accident?” my mind latched onto the last text I had received from him, just a few hours ago. He was fine. He was fine the whole time as he kept sending me all those nasty messages. I remembered staring at my phone earlier, his messages still fresh. There wasn’t a hint of trouble or danger. He was okay then, so how could everything change in just a few hours? “What?” I finally managed, my voice barely above a whisper. The word came out strangled, as
Last Updated : 2024-09-27My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers TICKETS
The weight of everything bore down on me as I stood in that room, surrounded by faces that looked at me with concern and sympathy, but I felt utterly alone. The rush of emotions—fear, anger, guilt—swirled inside me, making it hard to breathe. I was furious at my dad for everything he'd put me through, for the cruel words, for abandoning me, and yet the thought of him lying there, possibly dying, filled me with a kind of dread that swallowed every other feeling. “Do you… need water?” Harry asked standing next to me, cutting the awkward silence. “Or anything?” “No, thank you. I am fine,” I replied, trying not to get annoyed at him. “I don't need anything right.” “You are not fine, Kat.” He was sincere with his words but I didn't like the way he was looking at me. “What happened with your father is bad, I understand, but you need to look after yourself too.” “I'm not the one in the hospital. I'm doing perfectly fine here.” “Okay, Harry stop,” Dev said, trying to hold back the
Last Updated : 2024-09-28My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers MOM
MomThe caller ID read and I stared at the screen, my heart pounding louder than the ringing of the phone. My fingers were shaking and eyes burning from crying. The word ‘Mom’ flashed in front of my eyes, a reminder of the past that I could never escape. I hesitated for a second before picking it up, feeling a mix of confusion and dread. The last thing I wanted right now was more tension, but I knew I couldn't escape it. My throat tightened as I pressed the answer button, barely able to speak. “Hello?” I said, pressing the phone to my ear. My voice came out weaker than I intended. “Katherine,” my mom’s voice came through, soft at first. It was different—less cold than I remembered. There was a slight tremble, as if she was unsure of what she was going to say. “Derek told me about your dad. I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”Her tone was surprisingly gentle, and for a brief moment, I felt a flicker of comfort. Maybe, just maybe, this conversation wouldn’t spiral into something
Last Updated : 2024-09-29My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers PLANE
The plane hummed quietly beneath us as we soared through the night sky. The world outside the window was shrouded in darkness, just like my thoughts, with only the faint twinkling of stars to remind me that there was still life out there, somewhere. I stared out the small window, but my mind was far away from the present—lost in a sea of tangled thoughts and distant memories. “Don't worry, everything is going to be absolutely fine,” Lucas tried to convince me. He was sitting on the seat next to me, holding my hand in his hand. “I talked to dad before boarding the plane. Robert was out of the operation theatre. He is doing okay. He will probably be awake by the time we reach London.” “I know, mom texted me earlier,” I said quietly, letting him hold my hand. I needed some human contact to remind me I wasn't alone. He sighed as I continued, “I just… I need to see him with my own eyes to convince my heart that he is really fine.” “I understand,” Lucas said, sinking into his seat to
Last Updated : 2024-09-29
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My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers PSYCHOPATH
“Well, well,” Alaric said, his voice low and mocking. “What do we have here?” Alaric’s sudden appearance from his room made my breath catch in my throat. For a moment, I was frozen at the spot, thinking I was dead. The image of Derek flashed before my eyes and I could see myself in his place, on the ground, fighting for my life. His tall frame cast a shadow over me, and his ice-cold eyes pierced through my skin, sending shivers down my spine. There was amusement in his gaze as he studied me, taking his time to present himself as the strong one between the two of us. He knew I was afraid, and wanted to come off as intimidating. “Little Kat,” he drawled, his voice deceptively soft and warm. A fake East London accent followed when he continued. “What a surprise. What brings you to my door, dear?” I swallowed hard, willing my feet not to back away from him. My heart was pounding so loud against my chest, I was sure he could hear it from where he was standing. But I told myself t
My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers TISSUES
’Was it the right thing to do? Is it my fault that Derek is in the hospital?’ The thought invaded my mind, making me feel worse than I was already feeling. I told myself that I couldn't have known that Alaric would try to poison his own brother, but the excuse didn't satisfy the guilt developing inside me. My mind kept blaming me for the things that happened to Derek. I couldn't escape. I was the one who heard Alaric and my mom conspiring against Derek and told Caspian all about it. I didn't ask him to keep it a secret and he told Lucas about it, which led to what happened. It wasn't me who killed Derek, but it was my fault he died. There was no other way to look at the things. If I had kept my mouth shut and hoped the others would find out about the plan themselves, maybe Derek wouldn't have been poisoned to keep us in check. I wasn't naive enough to believe Alaric meant to kill his brother, it was obviously a warning to the rest of the family. “Alaric is a psychopath. Alar
My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers FROTHING
I’d stayed in Lucas’ office even after he and Caspian left, trying to make sense of everything we had uncovered. I was still not convinced that Derek would do something illegal like that. He was already a multi-billionaire, why would he put everything at risk for a few more millions It just didn't make any sense, no matter how I tried to look at it. It was strange, almost surreal, how quickly the day turned from relative calm to something far more sinister, and that wasn't even the end of it. Something far worse was seconds away from happening, and oblivious, I sat in the room, looking at the encrypted emails. It had been about ten minutes since Caspian and Lucas left for Derek's when I heard a scream that shattered the silence of the house. My stomach dropped when I realized it was Leo. Without a second thought, I bolted out of Lucas’ office, my mind racing with all the terrible possibilities. The panic in his tone was unmistakably raw and unfiltered like a wounded animal taki
My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers ALTERNATIVE WAY
I looked at Lucas in confusion. There was a reason why we were keeping it a secret from the others. We couldn't just tell them, it would cause us more trouble if the whole family knew. Letting everyone know meant more chances of Alaric and my mom finding out. “Are you sure about it, Lucas?” I questioned, trying to think of an alternative way. “If we tell them, there's a huge possibility that they might try to help, even if it means putting themselves in danger. And do you think Leo won't ask my mom about it? Or confront her for lying to him?” “Kat, I understand all the things you're saying, but we have to tell them for their safety,” Lucas said, massaging his temples. His tone was resolute, though I saw the flicker of unease in his eyes. “Their lives could be in danger. They need to know so they can at least be careful.” My mind once again replayed the chilling threat we had just received over the phone. Every part of my brain screamed that we were in very big trouble and maybe w
My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers CHARITY EMAILS
The ride back home with Neel was lighter than I anticipated. For some reason, I thought he would ask me about Alaric, and that had me on the edge the whole time. The last few days had been so stressful that I couldn't believe I was finally having a good time with someone. I told Dev and Caspian about Alaric yesterday, but they weren't able to do anything about him yet. They were being very cautious which I understand, given Alaric is their uncle, but I wanted them to do something fast. Lucas had some of the accountants he trusted from the company, look over their company's finances and find anything out of the ordinary. While Caspian was meeting with Derek's lawyer to find out how deep Alaric had his claws inside their business. Although I felt like I was in boiling water, thanks to Neel's animated recounting of our art class, I was able to enjoy myself a little, forgetting about everything else. Neel had a weird way of reading people's emotions, no matter how strongly you're
My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers LUCAS'S POV: Part 1
I don’t usually dwell on the past; life’s too short to let the past weigh you down. But the last few weeks have been a constant reminder that some things can’t be ignored, no matter how hard you try. The increasing tension in the house, the secrets we were hiding, the growing complexity with Alaric and Dad—all of it started to unravel right in front of our eyes. My family had enough secrets to drown a whole nation, and now, Caspian's revelation about Alaric and Kat's mom had added another layer of complexity to an already tangled mess. I was still unsure of many things, but I knew it wasn't going to end well for us.It doesn't mean whether we win or lose, I had a bad feeling that destruction would follow behind. I’d seen my father lose control before—seen him lash out in frustration or spiral into his old habit of screaming about loyalty towards the family. But somehow, things felt different because Alaric was involved. Alaric was no ordinary problem. He was a parasite, leeching a
My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers PART OF THE LOOP
The house felt unusually quiet when I stepped out of my room after a short nap in the afternoon. It wasn’t the same old comforting kind of quiet that was common during the afternoon in the house. Rather, it was the kind that makes your throat scratchy. The kind that settles in after too many secrets have been shared and too many lies have been left unspoken.I couldn’t shake the memory of my conversation with Caspian and Dev in the morning. Telling them about my mom and Alaric’s plans had felt like a weight lifting off my chest, but it didn’t lessen the confusion swirling in my mind. I still had too many questions. Neither did it make me comfortable like I hoped it would after telling them. I knew I had to do more, find more evidence against Alaric, something concrete to help them. They looked like they didn't want me to go with it anymore, and I knew sooner or later they were going to ask me to not get involved. But I had to be a part of it. Caspian didn’t say it outright earlie
My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers CASPIAN'S POV: Part 4
After Kat revealed the conspiracy involving Alaric and her mom, my mind started working overtime to find a solution. I couldn’t sit still; I couldn’t just let things unfold without doing anything about it. I knew I had to take control of the situation. Kat was determined to help my family, and while I admired her for that, I couldn’t let her put herself in danger because of it. Alaric wasn't just a manipulative asshole; he could be downright dangerous when his back was against the wall.From a very early age, I have seen the truth about Alaric. He never tried to hide it from me. He was sharp, strategic, and willing to play dirty if required. Kat might have been able to sneak around him for a while, but I was sure sooner or later, he would catch on. And when he did, it wouldn’t be pretty.That's why I needed to keep her safe from him. And that meant taking matters into my own hands.My plan was straightforward: let Kat conduct her own investigation so she would feel involved, and wou
My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers CONFESSION
The weight of my mother’s confession sat heavy on my chest, like a stone I couldn't dislodge. It felt like a constant reminder of the chaos brewing under everyone's feet. They had no idea about my mom and Derek conspiring together. All day, her words had been replying in my head—the nonchalant tone with which she admitted to manipulating Derek, using Alaric, and completely dismissing the fall out it would unleash in the future. She didn't realise that it wasn't just her life at stake, but also mine and everyone else entangled in that family.I sat on my bed, knees drawn to my chest, trying to focus on anything other than the storm in my head. The book I had picked up was lying next to me, forgotten a long while ago. The words blurred into an unintelligible mess every time I tried to read them. My thumbnail had taken the brunt of my anxiety, and the faint metallic tang of blood jolted me back to reality.Enough was enough.Their secret wasn't just my burden to carry. It was about mo
