Ebony Stepdaughter Novels & Stories

I almost stammered, clearing my throat before continuing, “Please meet Samantha, my good friend. Samantha, this is Noah, my stepson.” Samantha’s expression shifted. I recognized that look—the one she gave whenever she found a man attractive. For a brief moment, I felt a flicker of pride that he was handsome, but reality quickly set in, and I almost cringed. “Noah, pleased to meet you,” she said, extending her hand. Noah offered a nod and shook her hand, his grip firm but cool. Samantha smiled warmly and said, “We were just talking about how good your father has been to you, Dianne. He really seems to have treated his stepmom well.”

When my mom answered my call, her voice trembled with emotion. “Carol, you finally called me! It’s been so many years since you’ve come home. How have you been? I heard you started a company—is it tiring…” I cut her off. “You should come pick up your daughter. She’s at the Kentridge Police Station.” “What?” I briefly explained the situation and was about to hang up when my mom burst into sobs. “Carol, you’re my real daughter. We’ve already disowned Leila. I don’t want to bring her back—I want to bring you home. Please, would you come home?”

I moan as his other hand palms my breast, rubbing into my nipple just the way I like it, “see? She's reactivate and needy as fuck…she'll be good for fucking…won't you baby?“ Uncle Justin asks and I nod. “She's…” “Your stepdaughter, twenty years old, horny and ripe as fuck…you'll have the best time with her, we will have the best time with her” Uncle Justin says and kisses my neck. His breath is warm against my skin and my breath grows slower, he is so good at this, he presses small kisses on my neck and I see the way my stepfather's pants tighten. “Stop advertising her like she fucking wants it” Kaden says and I meet his eyes, I see the struggles in his eyes, he wants this.

I nodded to myself, mentally confirming my plans, and adjusted my robe one more time before heading out to the pack grounds, where the occasion was set to take place. I arrived at the pack grounds and noticed that everywhere had been adorned with glass crystals and roses hung around giving the whole place an exquisite view. I looked around and noticed that the old hag my stepfather was already seated with the council elders. His hair was coiffed back and his face looked more wrinkled and haggard with the bushy smelly beard that covered his face. His cheekbones were saggy and his eyes were sinking into his skull, devoid of life and love. He stood up from his chair and held out his hand as I w

“Then how did you even agree to meet again?” I swallowed. Hard. “Unfortunately…” I grabbed my forehead. “He’s Uncle Lemuel’s younger brother.” She froze. Literally. Like the universe hit the pause button. She stared at me—no blinking. “S-Say that again…” “He’s Uncle Lemuel’s younger brother,” I repeated, slower this time. “And he was at our house last night because Mommy and my future stepfather introduced us to him.” “Oh. My. Queen.” She leaned back in shock.

I put the papers on the desk and walk over to her, taking her hands in mine. “Don’t worry mother. I’ll handle it.” “How?” “I don’t know yet, but I do know that I won’t let that bitch of a stepsister have control of OUR money. She’s got her mate and her pack, she doesn’t need ours,” I say. “Are you sure, Elena?” she asks, still looking terrified. “I’m positive. Leave it to me, mother. I’ll make sure everything it settled.” She pulls me into a hug. “I’m so lucky to have a daughter like you. I love you so much.”

Napangiti lalo si Mama at pati yung babae sa tabi niya. "I am Bernardo, Father ng Step Father mo, siya naman ang asawa kong si Elizabeth, at ang bunsong anak namin na si Lizzy." Pakilala nito sa mga kasama na agad kong kakamayan sana pero niyakap nila ako. "Nice to meet you po," sabi ko sa kanila. Nung babae na ang yumakap sa akin, parang ayaw na ako nitong bitawan.

"Your mother was a means to an end. She was a woman of low appetites and high debts. She was easy to manage. Easy to buy." "You used her," I whispered, the weight of the betrayal hitting me again. "You sat at our table, you kissed her cheek, you called yourself my stepfather... and all the time you were just waiting for her to die?" "I didn't wait for her to die, Elara. I waited for her to fail," he corrected, his voice as sharp as the knife in his hand. "And she failed spectacularly. She gambled away your inheritance in a basement in Macau. She signed over your guardianship to settle a debt with a man who would have sold you to the highest bidder in a heartbeat. I didn't steal you. I saved

“Listen here, mister. I don’t know why you came but the young alpha only said that we needed to raise her. We did. He didn’t specify how so whatever we made from raising her, it was ours. You don’t know how hard it was to raise a monster like her. It’s not like I am calling you monsters but that girl, she had nightmares all the time. Her personality changed sometimes, as if I was looking at a calculative villain. She needed therapy. I spent on her a lot. She is sick in the head. I did my best and when it was time, I brought her where she belongs. I don’t owe you anything.” “She isn’t sick.” “Then mister, you didn’t read all the reports. Moreover, you want this kept a secret, right? I think y

Ebony pointed out the tent for him. “Now I have to deal with three McConnells. Who else? I will assume you both are trying to breed with my daughter “ “Dad! You make me sound like a prized cow or goat! Geez. I’m insulted and grossed out at the same time.” Ebony groused out. This was why she feared telling him. Howard could become a very judgemental jerk. That was her mother’s name for him like this. “Then what would you call it then?” Howard looked at his eldest daughter and thought she was crazy, taking on three men like this without a domestic bone in her body. How was she going to keep them cared for? It made no sense to him.