Crazy Stepdad Novels & Stories

Lily exclaimed before she went further to clarify: “So let me get this straight: you’re trying to tell me that the same guy who I saw approach you yesterday is being presented to you today as your future stepdad. Oh my God, that’s so fucking crazy. What a movie! Where did he get his guts from? I mean, didn’t he see you? “He did…. He did; that’s the funniest thing. Girl, like, we almost fucked.” Scarlett said in between controlled sobs, sniffing and trying to stop herself from breaking down.

I say and he looks at me with eyes dark but not moving, he folds his arms and leans his weight on his hips. “Fuck, Winter, you shouldn't be doing something like this, what will your mom think?“ Kaden, my stepfather says and I shake my head, pressing my hands together to plead. The door opens and Uncle Justin walks in with a smirk, “relax brother, she's just exploring like young ladies her age” Justin says and I almost moan at the tension in the room. “She's my step daughter, and you're her fucking Uncle” Kaden says strictly and Uncle Justin climbs into the bed, staying behind me to present me to his brother…my stepdaddy.

JARED "I should leave soon. My dad has been calling me nonstop." Cindy threw a pillow at Shawn as she lamented. She looked helpless. Shawn rolled his eyes at her. Stephen smiled. "You live with your parents?" He asked casually. Cindy's lips pressed into a thin line. Displeasure flashed across her eyes for a split second. "Yes. I live with my dad and stepmother." She revealed. I raised a brow. Stepmother?

“That’s not his business. Besides, I know you didn’t have a choice in the decision of being with my dad.” “How do you mean?” “I know of the arrangement. I overheard him talking with someone on the phone once, and he mentioned something about a debt being paid by him taking someone as his wife. Then you came along. I knew. It all made sense.” Yes, it all made sense. “Or are you in love with my dad?” he asked. “Of course not,” I answered quickly. “I don’t at all.” He smiled. “Then there’s no need for me to go around introducing you to people as my stepmom.”

Dad stepped closer, nostrils flaring as he sniffed the air around me. “Are you drunk again? Or have you graduated to something stronger? Cocaine, perhaps? Because that would explain this sudden burst of righteousness I’m witnessing.” “I'm stone-cold sober…the most sober I’ve ever been because I can finally see things clearly.” He laughed a humorless bark at me. “Twenty seven years I spent trying to toughen you up, and you're still soft in the middle like a badly cooked steak.” I knocked his hand away as his hands came close to poking my chest. “Why do you keep overriding me with the board recently?”

“Excuse me?” “You heard me,” he said, walking forward with a sheepish grin. “Stepmother. Don’t get all shy now. We both know my father can’t stay away from you for more than ten minutes at a time, and yet here you are, somehow still married to my idiot of a brother.” “Augustine, stop.” He raised his hands innocently. “Look, I’m not trying to stir the pot. Honestly, I’d prefer it if you ended up with my father. So, I’m just gonna keep saying it until it becomes reality. Manifestation is the new genie, haven’t you heard?”

or whatever they call it. “I’m just minding my own business, Dad.” Caden acts insolent, trying to provoke his father. “By tormenting your stepsister?” Dad’s authoritative tone, the one he always uses when dealing with his son, pierces the air. “She’s not really my stepsister. She’s Martha’s child.” Ah, here it is. Welcome to Caden’s usual jerk attitude. “Do you dare test my patience?” Caden smirks and shrugs. “What can you actually do? Caden is far away from home.” He lets out a drunken laugh and runs his fingers through his spiked hair.

I answered moderately. Somehow my mind drifted to the ugly incident of Hades' marking and the adulterous night. I tried to pull out of the horrific memories and pick up something positive to say. “What kind of an Alpha was Hunter?” I blurted out, before I could stop myself. I shook my head, what was I doing? Shouldn't I be asking about Hades instead of his stepdad? I tried to convince myself that I needed to know about the past Alpha to be able to understand the present one.

Althea lets out a sharp, incredulous laugh. She walks up to him, forcing him to meet her eyes. "Ethan, you’re her stepson, not her doctor. You’ve spent all week obsessing over what she eats and following her around like a ghost. It’s not right. You're acting crazy." Ethan finally turns. His eyes are cold, hooded, and devoid of the warmth a fiancé should show. "I told you. My mother died because people were careless. I won't let it happen again."

“Always, Daddy.” He freed himself thick, hard, already leaking and pushed inside me in one long, claiming slide. My back arched off the wall. The bump pressed between us like living proof. He fucked me right there in the alleydeep, steady, the wet slap of skin echoing off the bricks while cars hissed past on the main street twenty feet away. “Feel that?” he rasped, one hand sliding down to rub slow circles over the swell of my belly. “That’s your stepdad’s baby growing inside you while he fucks you out in public like the dirty girl you never stopped being.”