Evil Stepmom Survival Guide Novels & Stories

because I was a child with legitimate blood whereas her son was the one, she had with her previous husband. I tried my best to get along with my step brother and my step mother but it was futile because only one who has the blood of Leonne can be the next head... As far as I can remember...I was harassed by my stepmother almost every day without my father's knowing. My stepmother threatened to kill me if I ever spoke anything to my father. And as the naïve child I was I believed that she was speaking the truth which is why I kept quiet... But thinking back now I wish I hadn't kept quiet...

EVANGELINE'S POV:- Grandpa was sitting beside me and holding my hand to support me. We were called downstairs to have a family meeting. We all were in the dining hall. While Grandpa was wiping his sweaty palms on his pants, I was sitting all calm and quiet. My mom was glaring at me because my dad was fuming in anger. But I did not care. For the first time, I stood up for myself. I fought for myself. I defended myself. I was not ashamed of anything at all. Hayden was my mate and I could not even think of anyone else to take his place.

Sasha spoke with a mother's wisdom. “Really now? Mhhm. I believe I'm already succeeding. Well there is the next step if this one doesn't work.” Eva said evilly. “ What are you talking about?” Sasha asked. Suddenly Sasha saw Eva reveal a dagger. She had it straight to the baby's neck. Sasha screamed in terror. “Please! Please! Not my child...Eva PLEASE! If you want to beg I will but please do not harm my child.” “Aaww.... sister believe me. I have nothing to lose. If I kill him now. Absolutely nothing to lose.” In Eva's voice there was nothing of concern or any remorse.

“That’s selfish. You know he loves those kids, Dove chided. Eva, fueled by a mix of fear and determination, snapped back, “What would you rather have me do?!” The weight of the impending threat she sensed, the uncertainty of Eva’s actions, and the potential involvement of Bella as a stepmother weighed heavily on her. “He’s married. He has a wife,” she continued, her voice tinged with both frustration and anxiety. “What kind of life do you think they’ll live with Bella as a stepmom and me being denied access to them The horror of her children exposed to a conniving and scheming stepmother and the possibility of being completely banned from the City under Xavier’s influence if he wished.

“What about your and Mom's baby?” “What?” Evan asked dumbstruck. “What baby?” Is Helena pregnant? He thought and it made a current run through his whole body. “Nia told me, step parents only love step kids until their own baby comes. After that they don't care about them. Even their own parents forget about them. Is Mom going to forget about me once she has your baby?” Evan was stunned at the kid's thought process. He could see the raw fear in Liam's eyes and that made his heart bleed for the six year old kid.

Each answer was gentle, honest, age - appropriate, and reassuring. Days blended into weeks. Eva began to thrive. Her laughter became more spontaneous, her curiosity more pronounced. The adults around her balanced freedom and protection, ensuring she could explore while remaining shielded from any lingering threats. Her mother implemented routines for safety without stifling normalcy: check - ins with security devices, neighborhood awareness, controlled playtimes, and frequent digital communications with trusted friends and family. These actions, framed in modern technology and practices, provided structure without fear. Her father worked to establish local contacts, understanding the layout

I mind-linked her. “No,” she said bravely, “we need to finish this.” “We can finish this after we take a minute or two,” I reassured her. “No, I will be okay. I already knew my father was a cheating bastard. What’s one more half-sibling?” “But Evelyn’s mother is at least sane. This pup ---” “---is currently in the incubator of the devil incarnate?” “Yeah.” “We can’t exactly do anything to change it now. We just need to make sure none of them hurt anyone else again.”

"Don't worry, If Aunt and Uncle are busy I'm still here, I'll visit you every week." I look at mom and hold on to her cold hand. She's staring at me waiting to hear me words. "Mom, please be careful with Evanthe, she's different from what we think of her." Mom's eyebrows collided, I know that she's just puzzled with my words. "What do you mean?" "She's a strong opponent, she works below the ground and would even hire someone to take her opponent down, so just be extra careful." Mom nodded as a sign of her response.

"Don’t take her seriously. Relax. Don’t murder the kid, okay?" "Emmett’s right," Emelia said, her voice cautious. "This is traumatic for all of us, but you need to hand him over to the authorities." Evelyn didn’t understand why her mother and uncle were exaggerating things. "Can I go to my room now?" "Go ahead, but we’re talking about this tomorrow. Don’t think you’ll get off easy—your actions have consequences." "Okay, Mom." That was all Evelyn needed to hear. She turned and dashed out of the room as if the devil himself were chasing her. Once she was gone, Emmett asked, "What are you going to do about the Evermores?"

She nearly fell, but Eve caught her elbow just in time, steadying her. “Mom!” Eve cried out dramatically. Lucas rushed over immediately to support Eve’s mother, holding her other arm like the loyal lapdog he was. I stood there watching them, my expression blank, as if I were observing some pathetic show. Eve turned on me with wide, accusing eyes. “Piper, what the hell is wrong with you? Do you want to injure Mother? She is still your stepmother!”