Bad Stepmother Novels & Stories

he was about to leave when he saw the girl's eyes were on him, her eyes were captivating and filled with lust, her face so charming as she moaned, Tyler's eyes were on hers too, she's exactly his type, from every angle and part of her body, her voice was to his liking too. He looked at her one more time and left, it was true that she was his type but there was one huge wall blocking the way, and that's she is married to his dad, she is his fucking stepmom, and he doesn't believe in any god but that moment he cursed every god there is in existence, his dick was still hard but he ignored it and went to his room, he undressed and hit the shower, water cascades his body washing away both the bar

The stepmother looked smug and said, "I'm not afraid of him at all. He's just a loser under our control." Alaric was extremely worried. "Nathan has already found out about what the two of us did. It seems like he won't let us off the hook." Just now, the stepmother, who was as steady as a mountain, suddenly became as fragile as a willow in the wind, trembling intensely. "We have a son, what are we afraid he will do?" The stepmother's momentum was not inferior, but she spoke in a fragmented and incoherent manner. Alaric wearily leaned back on the sofa, closing his eyes to rest.

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?

said Stella’s stepmother, smirking at her. Stella became furious at her stepmother’s words. “Humph. Your mother’s mother was a whore, seducing my dad. Thus, giving birth to your mother. Your mother’s a whore who seduced my husband.” “My mother’s not a whore,” said Stella. Stella’s stepmother laughed. “Your mother IS a whore! She seduced your father, MY husband and made him fall head over heels for her! Stealing him for years!” she huffed. “That’s how she gave birth to you, you slut!”

She says and continues with her work. Meanwhile in the Hawkins residence, step mother is currently ranting about how Madam Andrews treated her. “Is it because their family is a little bit well off than hers. Is that why she looks down me? Her son is just an ordinary cripple, how dare she look down on me.” Step mother shouts angrily throwing vases, cups and things in her way. “You should better calm down. And so what if she looks down on you, don’t you also look down other wives that you are better than. You should better not do anything that will make them target our company. Do you understand, woman?”

I sighed. "Honestly, I don't think it's Michael you have to be afraid of." She mumbled. "What could be more scary than a man bitter that a lady turned him down?" I snorted. "A woman whose husband brought his ex's child to their home, the lady of the house, your stepmother." She blurted and cringed. "I didn't mean to say it like that, but Beatrice is well..." "A b*tch. My stepmother is a b*tch and is probably going to make my life a living hell." I said bluntly.

my stepmother said, her voice silk over steel, "we'd just let you waltz in here and take whatever you wanted? I see you're still as stupid as you were." "I just want my mother's things." My voice came out smaller than I meant it to. "Then I'll leave. I promise." "Your mother." She spat the words like they tasted rotten. "That weak, pathetic woman who couldn't even keep her mate interested. Who died whimpering and broken because she wasn't strong enough to hold onto what was hers." Something hot flared in my chest. "Please don't talk about her like that." "Why not?" My stepmother took a step closer, and I instinctively backed up until my spine hit the wall. "It's the truth. She was nothing. A

“Why do you keep calling that woman your mother when she was not the one who gave birth to you?” “That’s none of your business, old woman.” Caleb walked past her and went inside Carson’s room. “Hey, Kid! Who are you calling old woman?” Carson’s mother followed him with an angry expression. “Why? You don’t want me calling my mother's mom, right? So I concluded that since I’m not your son’s son, then you are not my grandmother. What should I call you then?” Caleb’s witty comeback made Carson laugh. Indeed, the kid was his brother’s son. Who would have thought that the seemingly disrespectful child was always docile in front of his parents? Did they even know that Caleb had a side like that?

he said. “My father is gone. My stepmother needs me… Olivia is afraid to be alone. I must be there for her.” And with that, he left without turning back. As the door slammed shut, my heart felt as though it were being torn apart. Our daughter approached, whispering, “Mommy… Did Daddy go to that auntie again? Aren’t you his mate? Why does he sleep with another woman every night? Isn’t that lady his mom? How can they sleep together?”

he said in a deep voice. Leaning weakly against his chest, I spoke hoarsely. "My face hurts so much. Why did you come so late?" Lukas stared at the scene before him. His eyes were bloodshot. "Dad, please let Isabella go. I was wrong, okay?" "You finally know you were wrong? It's too late." Cain sneered. He looked at Lukas briefly. "Lukas, I'm officially informing you that I've already marked Cecilia. From this moment on, Cecilia is your mother. Watch your tone when you speak to her."