Doris Ugly Stepsister Novels & Stories

I was just focused on the book I was reading, pretending not to hear them. “Hey ugly,” one of them called out. “Hope you are not planning to show up tonight.” I pushed back my glasses that were falling off my nose and continued reading. One of them walked to my desk, grabbed my book and dropped it to the floor. “You don't ignore beauty like us.” She said, titling her head smugly. She continued “have you gotten a prom date? Oops, I forgot. Nobody will want an ugly duckling like you to be their date.”

"I wanted to get you alone for a moment. I know I’m practically part of the family already, but I wanted to ask for your blessing. Formally." I blink, stunned. "My blessing?" "Yes," she says with a sincere, wide-eyed smile. "You’re the mistress of this house now. You’re Ethan’s stepmother. It’s important to me that you approve of our union. I want us to be more than just in-laws, Zora. I want us to be friends. The Reynolds wives... we have to stick together, don't we?" The guilt hits me like a physical blow to the stomach. Here she is, offering me sisterhood and respect, while I spent the last hour trying not to climax in front of her.

it only increased the jealousy in her and she sort of ways to stop them from being happy . Doris on the other hand tried as much as possible to provide her with all she needed so she would not feel left out. She even had to go out on our way to get her things which she didn't ask for ,just to make her happy. But unknown to her that the favours she did for Bianca only increased the hatred she had for her.

Elliot replied, "I understand." Dorothy sighed, "Sophia has had a rough time, experiencing things she shouldn't have at her age. She was only six when her parents got divorced. They came back to us, but her mom found another partner despite our objections. At first, things were fine, but then her stepfather started drinking and gambling. When he was drunk, he demanded money and resorted to violence if he wasn't given any.”

As they were about to pass each other in the narrow staircase, Lysander halted. "Don't call me brother. You have no right to be my sister," he said coldly, not even bothering to look at her. Standing on the same step as her, his voice was chilling, as if it pierced through to the bone. Claire's long eyelashes quivered as she lowered her head even further. She knew that her stepfather's children had no warmth for her. After a brief exchange, Lysander went upstairs, while Claire remained on the stairs, motionless for a long time. She watched his tall and upright figure almost disappear from view before lifting her eyes.

I suspected they were in the picture even while my mom was alive, given that my stepsister was a year younger. Life had turned into a nightmare since the arrival of my stepmother and stepsister. Initially excited about having a stepsibling, I found myself ignored and mistreated by Stephanie. Both Linda, my stepmother, and Stephanie joined forces to taunt and insult me, making college preparations agonizingly slow. Chores piled up, and my complaints to my father only worsened the situation. Richard, my father, not only showed disgust but also accused me of causing my mother's death.

I said. Doris is a little baby in my eyes and her siblings treat her the same. That goes with you too since you are in the same age. You are still a baby and that will always be infront of your parents. Do l have to first get pregnant so that you see how grown up l am now dear mum? Doris's voice sounded as she descended the stairs. I broke up into laughter. Mrs Maina scoffed but didnt even spare her a look and concentrated on watching a drama on tv.Doris laughed.

He doesn’t get to see this version of you. But he does, because I let him. I knew he was mean. What made me think I was so special? I'm not even the one with the ring. I'm just the stepsister. The other woman. I tell myself that the knock on the door doesn't exist, and I let myself cry until I taste metal.

It was Doris. “Good morning, queen mother! Which gutter did he pull you from? Why are you here?” Doris sneered. Elena didn’t know how to respond, so she ignored her and continued down the stairs. “How dare you walk away while I’m talking? Are you crazy?” Doris rushed at Elena, grabbing her shirt. Elena stumbled, trying to keep her balance on the stairs. “Take it easy, Doris! You’re going to push me!” Elena warned, scared Doris might actually do it.

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?