Confessions Of An Ugly Stepsister Novels & Stories

I refused to die because of a mere man, rather, show him a small lesson, something small enough to make him regret his actions. But what do I do? I questioned. I am not so strong, I am a weak wolf and cannot even have a fight with my step-sister if I decided to. She is way stronger than I am, and has the nails her mother possesses, those very nails I hate and detest. Only the moon goddess knows where the ugly woman came from, and what my father saw in her.

What mattered was the way her hand instinctively drifted to her stomach. “That foolish Laura,” she muttered, cocking her head to the side, her freckled nose wrinkling in displeasure. “Thinks she can have Kingston all to herself? Oh, honey. No can do.” Her reflection grinned back at her, she was the version of herself she had grown to love over the past few months. She couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle—no, that chuckle was psychotic, if heard closely. “How does she even sleep at night?” Stephanie continued, her high-pitched voice almost playful as she dragged a tube of lipstick across her lips. “Showing up out of nowhere and stealing the spotlight like she’s some kind of Disney princes

Hello, My name is Jane, and between my sister and me, I am the ugly one. And no, I am not an insecure bitch who likes to complain about my looks all the time. My sister Liliana is blessed with beautiful genes. She had long flowing blonde hair with bright blue eyes and pink lips that remind you of delicate flower petals.

She vividly remembered Lorneauxs' indifferent yet fierce face. "I must be insane, completely insane. How could I be with him? He's my stepfather's son, how could I be with him?" Claire widened her eyes in shock, her face revealing a look of terror. She covered her small face, on the verge of tears, evidently finding it hard to accept reality. Amidst shock and confusion, she dared not linger here any longer. She forcefully swept the covers aside, preparing to get out of bed. "Ouch!" Claire endured the pain, struggling to stand up. Her legs gave way, and she fell to the floor.

They saw me as nothing more than what my stepfather had painted me to be—a promiscuous woman discarded like trash. "A loose girl!" Alpha Liam sneered, rolling his eyes in disgust. "I see why your stepfather sold you off, or should I say threw you out like trash. Someone who sleeps around until she's trapped with a pregnancy! How disgusting!" The insults cut deep, and I struggled to hold back tears. I had tried my best to remain silent, to endure the verbal assault, but I couldn't bear it any longer. The pain and humiliation overwhelmed me, and I found the strength to speak up.

The reality dawned on me. "You are disappointed in me for spreading the truth, yet you all act jolly and approving with that one daughter who was actually involved in the cheating scandal." I took steps backwards, stopping when the sole of my foot hit the first step of the staircase. Without a word, I took it up the flight of stairs and hurried to my room. I tossed my bag roughly on my bed as soon as I got to my bedroom. I stepped out of the shoes that had caused a bearable ache amid my toes.

“On my twentieth birthday, after a long and painful illness, my mother died. A few months later, my father informed me that he decided to get married again. His second wife had been his mistress for years. She wanted to become a Collins at all costs. This woman had a son, from another man, someone she knew before she met my father. So, I’ve found myself living under the same roof with a stepmother and an older step-brother. Everything went pretty well, until one night when he... he entered my room and…” Her voice broke, remembering that cruel moment, the look on her father's face hearing what her step-brother did to her, and the hysterical yelling of her stepmother who accused her of leading

The guilt that her child might grow up in this mess because of what I had done was crushing. When I finally got the chance to respond,the door opened once again and unsurprisingly enough,Vivian stepped . She had the ears of a cheetah and it was impossible for her not to wake up with the noise that was being generated here in the kitchen. Vivian walked close and stood beside Laura and when her eyes landed on me, they hardened with spite.

For a moment, he watched me, like he was frozen in shock, unable to react fast before he blinked and the expression was gone. Smirking, he walked back to his table and leaned on it with his arms folded, watching me. “Aren't you too eager, step-sister?” His words got to me. My cheeks flamed up, but I refused to back down, to show him how embarrassed I was. “Isn't this what your deranged self wants? To see me naked?” “Not just naked, Lylah. I want to fuck you.” The words were crude, but oddly enough, I felt a tightening in my lower abdomen, one I knew was there because of the shame and humiliation.

He really knew the effect he had on me. "Call me Step Daddy." My stomach twisted. Forbidden word and wrong. But could I complain when Damon looked extraordinary handsome than the devil's son himself? No! I couldn't. I didn’tcare if he was the devil himslef because I would follow himto hell if I had to. "Say it." His words made me open my mouth slowly, before closing it. "Step Daddy." "Louder." "Step Daddy!" He smirked. Dark. Cruel. His hand trailed down my side. Fingers dug in. I gasped.