A Stepmother Marchen Novels & Stories

At night, Rufus showed up at the estate, expecting to meet his supposed stepmother and new sister. He wanted to see with his own eyes the sort of woman his father had deluded this time. Be that as it may, when he really saw Mrs. Kate, he was shocked by her look. She was really different from the past ladies who were aggressive and wore weighty makeup, anxious to turn into his stepmother. Mrs. Kate's lovely face, notwithstanding giving indications of maturing. "Apologies, there was traffic jam on the way.." Rufus's demeanor was gentle and accommodating.

Will Her father is obviously disappointed that we'll only be staying one night. I’m surprised when Stephanie’s response is to tell him that she left everything in order before she went to Sloane’s birthday party. She told me she has been acting as Luna, but I didn’t realize that her stepmother is doing nothing in the Luna capacity, except reaping the benefits. I’m quickly beginning to understand what Stephanie means about her stepmother and stepsister not earning the respect of the pack. How can any Luna expect her pack to respect her when she doesn’t even do her job?

Mara felt a surge of anger at her stepmother's accusations and insinuations. Despite her efforts to maintain composure, her emotions were running high. "Mrs. Astrid Lopez, I am Mrs. Mara Lewis now. Don't you dare lay a hand on me. I am no longer the timid stepdaughter you can mistreat as you please. Times have changed," Mara asserted firmly, her voice laced with determination. Her stepmother was momentarily taken aback by Mara's newfound assertiveness, but she remained defiant.

“Let’s leave things at that, children. You have all the time to show your concern for each other when you get married,” my stepmother said, ending with a laugh so loud it was obvious that it was fake. I flinched in pain when her nails tore through my skin, as blood trailed down. “No mother,” Xavier spoke up abruptly. “I have to make sure my future wife is settled,” he sighed. My eyes narrowed wondering what game he was playing at now. And what exactly brought this change in his heart.

"I bet they make you crawl. Make you service them on your knees like the little whore you are." "Stop—" "How long do you think you'll last?" My stepmother tilted her head, studying me like I was an insect. "We had a bet, you know. I gave you three months before you end up like their other wives. Dead and buried." "I said six months," Luna added. "You always were tougher than you looked. So fucking stubborn." "The year's not over yet," my stepmother said, her smile vicious and cold. "Plenty of time for you to join your whore mother in the ground. I wonder if they'll even bother to bury you, or if they'll just toss your body in a ditch somewhere."

She called out, grabbing my father's arm. Getting married, giving birth to a male heir, is that only I can do? No, I can't show my emotions. Weaknesses are not allowed. I tried to keep myself calm, hiding my shaking hand. “If you want me to do my job properly, then do yours-” My words were cut short when I had a sharp stinging pain on my right cheek, my stepmother's face filled with horror before worry gushed over her evergreen face as she ran up to me.

A woman should never be Don. I saw my stepmother come down the stairs, tomas firmly in her grip, “I wish you would stay away from my family, but alas here we are once again Ariana” my stepmother said as she walked towards me. I looked down at tomas, he looked sickly, and he averted my gaze, “hi tomas” I smiled but he wouldn't look at me, my stepmother laughed. “He knows what you did, you stupid whore” she mentioned and my heart started to beat anxiously.

The memories from the conversation with my stepmother began to flood back, and I felt myself slipping into that terrible moment again, replaying her words in my mind as they resurfaced in painful clarity. Flashback I recalled the way my stepmother had looked at me—her gaze predatory, filled with a cruel satisfaction that sent chills down my spine. She had smiled as if savoring a long-awaited victory, her voice a cold whisper. “You were lucky back then, you know?” she said, her tone almost playful. “Those three rogue wolves… they should’ve killed you. Imagine my disappointment when they failed and you somehow escaped to this pack.” The realization of her intent hit me hard. “The rogues… You s

“I refused to let you mark me, and also refused to run away with you. You felt rejected, so you decided to hook up with your chosen mate to feel wanted. I totally get it.” “No, no, I would never do that to you. I don’t even like her!” “I’m not mad, Theo. You were just fulfilling your obligations as the prince of Castillo Tribe. As your stepmother, I’m very proud of the step that you’ve taken.” Stepmother? Was this some sort of joke? “It may seem as though my peace around here has been compromised as well. I’ll leave now, and I would appreciate it if you do not follow me.” Even if I wanted to follow her, that thought died immediately when she showed that creepy smile again.

When we got downstairs, I sighed when I saw no one in sight so we headed towards the door ‘I thought you were supposed to be resting,’ Karen suddenly said behind us and I groaned in frustration. I didn't want to put anyone in danger. ‘You people have been keeping my child up there like some kept wife. She needs fresh air and some sun on her skin. I am taking her outside. My God, look how white she looks,’ my stepmother said in her usual exaggerated way of expressing herself. She deserved an OSCAR award for her performance. That was how she had been able to deceive us all, by pretending.