Don't Call Me Stepmom Book Novels & Stories

Sometimes, she forgets I'm her twenty-two year old child. “When do I meet this bag of goodies?” I tease her like I've been doing since she tells me about my soon-to-be stepdad. She giggles like a teenager in love. “He’s away for a business trip. But he’ll be back by dinner. He wants to meet you and also, it will be a family dinner.” That makes my stomach flutter. My mom already told me that her fiance has a son. I've always wanted a sibling but the thought of having a stepbrother gives me mixed feelings.

Madison then made a face of disgust. I was completely horrified. “Nothing is happening between us, what the hell is wrong with you?!” The girl shrugged quietly, as though trying to explain to a one-year-old. “You can deny it all you want, but I know when someone else wants my man. I read body language, stepmom.” “Can you just stop calling me that?” “That’s who you are,” she said. “That’s all you’ll ever be, that’s what you’re destined for, so you better be careful and keep staying in your lane, hmm?”

“Meet Steve, your stepdad.” “Stepdad,” I echoed the word sounding sour on my tongue. Impossible. “I know, I know. I didn’t tell you anything about it, but we wanted to keep it quiet,” she said with a smile. “You can help yourself, Carmen. This is your home as much as it’s mine. I’ll go make sure everything is set for you.” Steve kissed Mom on the cheek and walked away. “Stepdad?” I frowned at my mom. “It has to be a joke, a really expensive one. Literally. I can’t believe—”

She fixed Celena with a frosty stare and snapped, "What's that supposed to mean, Celena? Are the rumors true? Have you grown too big for your britches, setting up your shop and now you think you're too good for your kin? "I know deep down you've never seen me as your mom," Her voice tinged with resignation. "I'm just the stepmom, and maybe I shouldn't speak up too much. However, think about it, how have you been treating me? And Qemal, he's your flesh and blood, right? Are you going to ignore your brother like this?"

Her heels were doing her good or she will never reach my height to read it. Dear Mama, I have decided not to get married after all. I suddenly remembered how you said having a kid messes up your whole body. I didn't like the gown too. I only asked for a ruffle and they didn't even get that right. I'm going on a vacation, the wedding was stressing me out. I will be back after a month. Give my love to Dane Love Heidi "Oh my God!", shouted my stepmom. I was completely numb due to shock. I knew she was callous but pulling the bridge underwater on someone she claimed she loved was even crueller.

They look so cute and adorable, so I just want to be close to them. “We've seen you around the mansion for a few days,” Janice said. “What's your relationship with our father?” The other children nodded, eager to hear my answer. “Oh, I'm your Daddy's wife, and that makes me your stepmom.” “Step Mom?” Jason whispered. “But we don't need a stepmom,” Juniper said.

Since regaining consciousness, she had been suppressing her emotions, and now, she finally broke down. How would she face the future? How would she face Lennox, her mother, stepfather, and even Chris? Everything changed after that day. Claire didn't go home but stayed at school. Fortunately, her mother and stepfather were on their honeymoon, so her absence didn't attract much attention. However, a month and a half later, her parents returned from their honeymoon, and Claire inevitably had to go back home. The once familiar place now felt like a daunting challenge, and the thought of facing her family and Lennox left her feeling overwhelmed.

"My son is truly sharp! He takes right after me when it comes to women he has excellent taste." Henry just shook his head, chuckling softly. Then, Mathilda turned her attention back to me. "Ma'am Solana... I honestly thought you were Henry's sister." "Why is that?" Freddie looked at her. "Because Henry's mom looks so young." Freddie laughed out loud. "Solana is his stepmom." After saying that, he looked at me with immense pride. "My wife is indeed still very young. She's still studying." I offered a faint smile. But before I could even say a word, Freddie laughed again.

"Come on. A nobody like her marrying Carter is already hitting the jackpot! She even got two amazing kids for free. Taking care of them is the least she should do. What right does she have to get upset and throw a fit?" "It's because she raised the kids as if they were her own! If it were your sister, do you think she could've done it?" Aiden asked. Peter scoffed. "If my sister ever dared to be a stepmother, I'd beat the hell…" He stopped himself mid-sentence. … Back at the Jamison residence, Rhea was just about to leave. But as she reached the foyer, her eyes landed on a phone left behind on the shoe rack, clearly forgotten by someone.

Too bad. I sighed and dialed her number again and then for a third time after which she picked. The urge to cry out and tell her all my troubles overwhelmed me as I brought the phone to my ear, but all the fifteen years of training that I'd gone through with my parents before they passed held me and kept me calm. Plus why wasn't she saying anything. “Promise, were you asleep?” I asked gently into the phone even though I knew that if I was the regular human, then Promise was the bat, the very nightcrawler of our friendship.