Bad Stepmother Novels & Stories

A beauty with brains, she slept through almost anything with a stick, got in fights as somehow she in this perfect body shape, eventually then she was isolated. I, on the other hand, simply didn't give a fuck about people sucking up to me. My stepmother, Sally is a decent Californian woman and childless so she poured her overflowing motherly affection on me. She made an effort to make me blend in, which I will always be grateful for.

I hate it how my mother’s name rolled so sexily out of his tongue, that tongue was dipped into my pussy just now. “So Danny, I would like you to escort my beloved, new daughter, who came here to kill me, to the dungeon and hold her there until my further orders.” I gasped. I was speechless at the audacity of this man. Firstly, he fucked me and then he dumped me, then he claimed to be my stepfather but not my mate, and now this motherfucker was putting me into jail! That was absurd. “Yes, Alpha.” Danny, the omega, grabbed my arm and he started dragging me out.

" She's so sweet and nice. I like her but Dad do you know that she's been treated as a slave in her own father's house? " " Really? How? " "Even though she's just ten years old, she's been made to do all the household chores and is being treated unfairly. " " That's sad. So what next? " He drawled slowly. " She's also being emotionally and mentally abused. " " Oh... " " Her stepmother keeps calling her a bad omen. " " Stepmother? " He asked, clearly surprised. " Yes. Her mother died while giving birth to her so her dad took another wife. Because her mother died while giving birth to her, She's being treated unfairly in her own home. "

I didn’t finish again when another slap landed across my cheek, but this time it came from my stepmother. “You useless girl,” she snapped as she pushed me. She pushed me with so much force I knew she had used her wolf’s strength alongside it, but because of my weight, I didn’t fall the way she wanted me to. I only staggered, my feet struggling to hold me steady. “This was supposed to be Annabella’s position! But you just had to steal it through your evil means! How dare you steal what was meant for my daughter, Mabella? How dare you be a whore just like your mother was?”

“Brandon, this isn’t a negotiation. If you want the company—” “I will have the company,” I said, my voice low and steely. “But I won’t parade around with a mannequin just to entertain your fantasies.” “You think I’m doing this for fun?” “No. I think you’re doing this because you’re afraid I’ll succeed without you, and you want a puppet who can watch my every move 24/7 and report back to you." Silence. Heavy. Tense. My stepmother stepped forward, her voice syrupy sweet. “Darling, this hostility won’t help your cause. We only want what’s best for you.”

I told her. He looked at them and they quickly shook their head. Mom is their stepmother which is supposed to be a problem for them. Most stepsons usually disrespect their stepmothers but against the respect her like a mother since she has been with them for so long. Of course she also forgot me in the process because she got better children that she never asked for.

Cameron probably had a lot of women around him, but I had never heard him plan to marry any of them. A stepmother meant something different to a child. In fairy tales, the stepmother would often be the villain who caused the princess trouble. As such, it was not surprising for kids to not like their stepmothers. Even though I was curious, I did not ask Rachel what kind of woman Cameron intended to marry. I did not want to upset her. I held her hand and said, “Shall we go out and play?”

Napangiti lalo si Mama at pati yung babae sa tabi niya. "I am Bernardo, Father ng Step Father mo, siya naman ang asawa kong si Elizabeth, at ang bunsong anak namin na si Lizzy." Pakilala nito sa mga kasama na agad kong kakamayan sana pero niyakap nila ako. "Nice to meet you po," sabi ko sa kanila. Nung babae na ang yumakap sa akin, parang ayaw na ako nitong bitawan.

Now she realized how despicably vile he truly was. She never expected him to stoop so low as to threaten her with her own biological mother..." Faced with Lorneauxs' indifference, Claire's obsidian eyes appeared dark and despairing. Her only weakness was her mother, who had toiled for most of her life and finally found happiness. How could Claire bring herself to ruin it? Lorneauxs had clearly seized upon her vulnerability. "Feels good. Can't be bothered to change," he said, his lips sensual, his expression elusive.

the Butler bowed as he reported to me. Still showing off to the two wicked creatures standing before me, I yawned, "Oh I think I heard him say he's leaving from my sleep" I was now standing before them with arrogance, "Hi, what brings you two here?" My stepmother was the first to hiss, ,Great job showing off as the billionaire's wife" "Oh, should I have be the one cleaning the floor?" I question with a raised eyebrows making her more petrified. It's really fun seeing her like this because I'm not leaving the life she expected me to be living — a pathetic life of being an imbecile's wife.