Evil Stepmom Survival Guide Novels & Stories

“Unfortunately, I’m not afraid of anything after losing my child because of you people. Is that clear?” “Oh, in that case, you must be afraid of losing your mother. I could do anything to her easily. I’ll sweep her like dirt.” I stopped laughing and clenched both my fists. I stared at her with a gaze that slowly sharpened. “If you lay a single finger on my mom, you’ll be finished before she is.” “See, you’re scared, aren’t you?” Eva laughed, then stopped abruptly like a psychopath. “So don’t mess with me.”

“She made her stand naked in the room after bathing her with freezing water.” Evie’s mother had been totally horrified upon hearing that. When Evie asked her why the girl’s mother was mean to her daughter, her mother said that there were some people who were born with a sick heart and mind, and were evil to the core. The girl’s mother was very sick. To console her, Evie’s mom said that evil people would get their just desserts and taste the same or worse kind of pain they inflicted on others when heaven punished them.

"You're going to apologize for everything that's happened and try to rebuild your relationship." My stomach drops. "She'll never believe that. Not after everything—" "She will," Mom says confidently. "Because Elise's greatest weakness has always been her need to be the bigger person. She won't be able to resist the chance to be magnanimous in victory." She's right. "What if something goes wrong?" I ask. "What if we get caught?" "We won't get caught," Mom says calmly, adjusting her perfect hair. "Because no one will suspect the grieving stepmother and devastated stepsister. We'll be the victims again, just like we were always supposed to be."

, she repeated after a brief pause. Eva got up and was about to find something to wear but after a few steps she fell. She was in pain after last nights activity making it difficult for her to move. I got up and hekped her up but she shoved me away, "I need to go" What will happen when we will have a baby? Will she prefer to be in the mafia business forever?

Then I opened his email and shopping apps, screenshotting every receipt connected to Clara and forwarding it all to my own phone. By the time I finished, cold sweat had soaked through my back. The baby kicked again — hard — as if sensing something was wrong. My heart seized. I gripped the edge of the table and carefully lowered myself back down, one hand gently soothing my belly. "It's okay, baby." "Just a little longer." "Mommy's going to get us out of here soon." The water upstairs stopped. I quickly erased every trace, put the phone back exactly where it had been, and used the armrest to pull myself up and return to the couch. A few minutes later, Adrian came downstairs in loungewear, hai

, “I’ll support you, whatever you decide to do, maybe she’s changed. Surely it would be nice for Izzy to have her mum back?” “Trust me, you don’t know Hailey, she’s evil”. * I hate seeing Daniel so upset. How bad can this woman really be. I know she was awful to him and there’s no excuse for that but maybe she left after having Izzy because she was depressed. It’s not unheard of, so many woman experience post-natal depression and it goes unnoticed and undiagnosed. I know I could never leave my babies, but I think Daniel should hear her out. It would be lovely for Izzy to have a mummy again.

"Are you alright?" Glancing at Lisbeth, Elora winced in pain but reassured him with teary eyes, "Don't worry, I'm fine." Leopold gently touched her belly before lifting Elora in his arms and placing her on a nearby bench. Then he turned and strode toward Lisbeth, fury in every step. "You claim you're not as despicable as I think, but what do you call this? You'd actually harm a pregnant woman?" "Are you blind? I barely touched her! She obviously fell on purpose—"

"Who do you think you're yelling at? If you dare to speak another word to me in that tone of yours, I will lock Elmer up inside the tank for the rest of his life! Wanna bet?" Esther gasped. She knew that Mom was totally capable of following through with that threat of hers. She lowered her head and apologized to Mom quietly. Mom's expression finally lifted. She then glanced at her phone, which was still live-streaming, and said, "But well, someone else doesn't seem to care about her own brother's life for the sake of 'love'. "Everyone, let me show you how to make your rebellious children see the error of their ways, especially if they're already eagerly getting into a relationship before you

Moan for me, Mom! Let your husband hear how much pleasure you're feeling while I'm pounding you, harder!” Henry, my stepson, was on top of me, pounding on me, while right beside us lay my dying husband. I knew my husband could hear us, but Henry was wild, vulgar, and somewhat sadistic. It was as if he were intentionally letting his father hear this moment.

Our eyes met. A mischievous glint appeared in her gaze. "Mom is only doing this for your own good," she said sweetly, her voice carrying down the corridor. "You should really listen to your elders more, Caleb. We only want what's best for you." I had to suppress a smile. Little minx. She was deliberately provoking him now that she knew I was watching. Caleb took the bait completely. "I'll make my father dump you sooner or later!" he snarled, stepping toward her aggressively. "You're nothing but a temporary replacement. A placeholder. The moment he tires of you, you'll be thrown out like the trash you are!"