Bad Stepmother Cast Novels & Stories

"Lucas." He looked up. "I'm sorry," Clara said honestly. The boy froze. "For what?" Clara laughed softly. "For a lot of things." For things she couldn’t even bring herself to say. Like a coward. Silence filled the room again. "I wasn't a good stepmother," Ckara admitted. Lucas remained quiet. He didn’t try to interrupt her. "I wasn't fair." Clara swallowed. "I wasn't kind." Her eyes softened. "But I'm trying."

“Did you miss me?” Her auburn hair darkens. Her face shifts, aging slightly. And suddenly I’m staring at my stepmother—the woman who died when Alistair attacked our pack. Except she’s not dead. She’s very, very alive. And she’s a witch. “No,” I breathe, my legs going weak. “No, this can’t…” “I’ve been playing you all like puppets,” Kate, my stepmother, continues, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “Orchestrating every tragedy, every betrayal, every death.”

“Mom, this is Doctor Bobin Harris, my fiance, Roe this is my mom Leila.” The woman named Leila widens her eyes, pursing her lips. “Oh, is that so? Have I heard it right, fiance? That must be done playing with little girls.” The mockery in her voice matches the sour expression on her face; Leila is the typical evil stepmother in movies. “Mom!” Aubrey calls out to her, not liking the words from her mother’s dirty mouth. “What? Your brother is a total player; you know that, do you, Roe?”

His jaw clenched when his eyes landed on Celeste’s waist where my hand is. Celeste held my chest. “Oh, do I need to introduce him? Who are you people?” she mocked at them. She was serious and dangerous. Her face suddenly changes with a dangerous aura. Every damn minute, she’s just playing with them. Her stepmother knitted her forehead, annoyed. “W-What did you say?!” her mother shouted. “How dare you! I raised you and you’re disrespecting me?” Celeste’s mouth formed an ‘o’. “Huh? You did raise me?” she insulted. “How pitiful you are, stepmother. You didn’t raise me well, so what can you do to me－”

"How dare you steal such a valuable piece of jewelry from my husband's late wife?! You ignorant thing! Aren't you afraid of paying the price with your life?!" I coughed up blood. "T-This was left behind by my mom! Don't touch it!" Brenda did not believe me. She admired the sapphire greedily while gloating, "If your family really possessed such an inheritance, why would you still climb into my husband's bed? You're even making up stories about your mother being dead. What a disgrace for her to have a daughter like you. Your mother must have been a shameless woman too!" "Don't you dare insult my mother!"

“Let go of my mommy!” She fell to her knees, tears streaming down her face. “Alpha Mason, Luna Olivia, please… Please do not harm my mommy…” “Lily, no!” I gasped, reaching for her. But she simply wiped the dirt from her face and continued bowing stubbornly. “We were wrong. We should not have come. Please, have mercy on us.” Mason’s expression shifted, conflicted. He asked softly, “What did you just call me?” “Alpha Mason,” Lily said firmly. “We know our place. Please do not hurt my mom anymore.”

Everything is ruined. There's no Saving it... There's no Saving me!!!!! The dress, my dreams of escape this house of horror is completely torn! “Now you understand the consequences of crossing me, you stupid girl. The prince would have never looked at you anyway, because you are too poor and uninteresting,”My stepmother says, smiling viciously. “You stole all the materials from my daughters and that simply isn’t acceptable. I won’t tolerate thievery. Your wedding to Mr. Barton is going to happen whether you like it or not.”

my stepmother. The only stepmother I knew was the evil woman from Cinderella. So, I only had her for comparison. She leant forward, wrapping her thin arms around me. I was taken aback at first, I wasn’t expecting this kind of greeting. I reluctantly put my arms around her too. “Thank you so much for coming Bella. I’m so happy to finally meet you, although I wish it had been under better circumstances. Thank you so much for agreeing to help. I know it can’t have been an easy decision to make.” “Actually, she made the decision in only a few hours,” my father explained. “I am so grateful Bella, and Alex, what a handsome man you are. It’s really nice to meet you sweetie.” She said, politely. I

"Do you really want to know the truth?" My stepmother’s voice slithered through the darkened chamber, curling around me like a serpent. I clenched my fists. "I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t." She smiled—a slow, deliberate expression that sent a shiver down my spine. Her silver robes shimmered under the candlelight, making her look every bit the powerful enchantress she had always claimed to be. The woman who had stolen my father’s will murdered my mother, and crushed me beneath her heel now held the final answers I needed.

“Listen, Mabel. Alec may have loved you once that night, but that was because he was drugged. But that alone is not enough. It's about who stayed with him, who shows up when it matters, and who’s willing to fight when the time comes.” I didn't have time for this. I turned to leave, then she spoke again. “There are a lot of stories about wicked stepmothers, those who make life terrible for the little ones. Don't worry, I will be a good stepmother to the children—Eloise, Damian, and Nathaniel.” A chill ran down my spine. I glanced at her again, and she wore the longest smirks. I refused to engage with her again, instead proceeded to my convoy and slipped inside the lead car.