Blair Waldorf Step Dad Novels & Stories

He said I was his little princess. But everything changed after Mom brought Callie into our home. Mom said Callie had a pitiful past, so we had to make it up to her twofold. Dad said, "Love for one extends to others close to them." Moreover, he wanted to prove he was the best stepfather in the world. And so, my bedroom became Callie's walk-in closet, and my spine became Callie's personal carpet. I became the most unwanted piece of trash in this family.

"That was different. We were family then." "Were we?" she asked, her voice small. "I mean, really?" I didn't know how to answer that right away. "I tried to be a good stepdad. Still care about you, kid." "I'm not a kid anymore, Brad." "I know that," I said quick, maybe too quick. "Doesn't change much though." The thunder rolled again, and I heard her shift in the bed. "Can you come back up here? Just for a little while. The storm's still bad."

The life that I had built deliberately out of the wreckage of everything that came before. There were two hundred people in this room and I was standing here coming apart over a man I had buried, no I straightened. Lifted my chin. Found my smile and put it back where it belonged. He was my stepson. That was his role now. That was all he was ever going to be. He would soon be leaving for where he came from. I let a few minutes pass. Let the room pull me back in — Richard's voice, the music, the warmth of people who meant well. And when I turned to Salvatore again it was with the steadiness of a woman who had made her peace.

Ariana POV Blair was the first to recover. "What do you mean?" she asked. Gwen waved at us. "Hello, girls. It's nice to meet you." I couldn't speak. I just looked at them with what I was sure was a red face. “What is this?” Blair raged. “Young lady,” my father scolded her. She faced him. “No, don’t. Please, Daddy, don’t do that. You can’t just bring a woman into the house and call her our stepmother. You have not even married her. She can’t be in our house.”

I blurted, and her eyes darted to me, her jaw slightly dropped. “Blair! Will you shut up!” Stepmom cautioned. I took my gaze to Alpha Aden. “I don’t think I need to be here for the announcement you want to make.” “You’re to be,” “Why?” “Because it’s concerning you.” We exchanged glances for a second, and he was facing my family again. “Blair is my mate.”

"This is where families get complicated and beautiful at the same time. Blair is your biological mother. She gave birth to you. That's important and real and nothing changes that." "But she gave me to you." "She did. Because she wasn't ready to be a mother then. But she's part of your life now. She loves you. She visits. She's trying to do better." "So I have two moms?" "You have Blair, who gave you life. You have me, who raised you. You have Lucien, who wants to be your dad. You have James, who's Blair's husband and might be a stepdad figure. Families are complicated, sweetheart. But complicated doesn't mean bad. It means you have lots of people who love you."

"We'll see about that." As My stepfather nodded, a door behind him opened, and a tall, imposing figure emerged. His eyes were cold, calculating, and seemed to bore into my very soul. "This is Victor, our... enforcer," Bruno said, his voice low and cautious. Victor's gaze never left mine, his presence exuding an aura of menace. "Victor will... guide you through the process," My stepfather said, his voice dripping with an unsettling sweetness. "He'll teach you the ways of our family, and ensure your loyalty."

Bradley clenched his teeth and warned sternly, "How dare you say that?" "I dare! I absolutely dare!" Felix's face twisted into a pitiful expression as if he could burst into tears any moment. "Once you marry her, you'll have your own kids. And if my stepmother bullies me, you'll probably say it's my fault!" Chuckling with a hint of frustration, Bradley asked,, "What kind of nonsense have you been reading?" "My friend told me his Daddy did the same thing! And the storybooks say that when you get a stepmom, you'll get a stepdad too!"

I asked again. “I thought of sharing the good news with you. I met someone- “Again!?” I exclaimed. “He is so nice, caring, and fifty-rich. "He would like to meet with his stepdaughter,” she added, causing me to chuckle dryly. “You will him- - I am done having this conversation.” I ended the call before she could say any more words. Two years later, I had lost my dad. Mom came home with her little baby, introducing him as my stepdad. She couldn't even wait to properly mourn Dad.

My wolf growled, and it made me crinkle my nose in disgust. Blair. I was the eldest daughter of the Alpha King, my father was the king of all werewolves and the leader of the Crystal Fall Pack and he died two years ago. His love drifted away from me when Vivian, Blair’s mother came into our lives with her little daughter, Blair who she claimed was my father’s. My mother died afterward and my father never got to know the kind of person Blair and her mother was, he saw me as the one who hated them.