Evil Stepmother Novels & Stories

He replied. I nodded. “Take me over to her.” I ordered. As we went down the stairs, I schooled my features into an indifferent one. Even from afar, I could hear her voice; fake and disgusting as always. I saw her immediately I entered. She was as slender as I remembered, her hair down in an elegant line as always. She still looked young and elegant. Any attempt to go through the exterior was where all those softness ended. My stepmother was the epitome of evil itself, I was sure of that. It was no surprise that her children turned out just like she was.

The next day he summoned my mother and told her to her face, “I have looked into it. Hebe slipped and fell on her own. The Stair is slick, and she loved to run and leap. An accident, that is all. These things happen.” My mother’s eyes went wide. “What did you say?” “I said it was an accident.” He frowned. “Semele, I know you are grieving, but you cannot keep tangling things up like this. Hera is gentle to the bone; she could not bring herself to crush an ant. Why would she harm Hebe? I questioned the boy myself. He was so frightened he could barely speak. What would you have me do to a child of fifteen?” My mother’s mouth opened, but no sound came out.

“You acted so pure back then, swore you’d behave and be my woman. Turns out it was all an act for me, huh? “The most poisonous thing is a woman’s heart!” He pointed at Ethan in the back seat, half-asleep, and roared, “He’s your own son! To harm my daughter, you were even willing to push your own flesh and blood down the stairs! Are you even human?” Mary cried so hard that she couldn’t catch her breath, shaking her head over and over. Suddenly, Dad stopped mid-rant. He stared at her fixedly as a more terrifying thought slithered into his mind like a venomous snake. Slowly, he turned his head. Through the rearview mirror, his gaze fell on Ethan’s pale little face.

Sent it to my father with a simple message: Pay, or the world sees what you did. And he paid. Every time she asked. No arguments. Because she’d set up an insurance policy—some app tied to her phone. If she didn’t check in by midnight every day, the video uploaded automatically to every major pack forum, news outlet, and anonymous drop site. He couldn’t touch her. Couldn’t kill her. She was untouchable. She even tried to steal the empire outright. Fabricated documents claiming any married woman in the family could claim control. She thought she could marry someone off or twist the law enough to take it. But the will was ironclad. Eve’s father had been smarter than that.

Antonio bit out in annoyance. Eva knew this side of him all too well. He would get angry when anyone ever said that she was not his child. Eva's mother Misty was the same. Misty would raise hell and high water if anyone dared say that Eva wasn't her child. Hell hath no fury like a mama bear. "I see" His majesty simply spoke as he was now uninterested in this vampire. "If I may your majesty... Eva here is my mate." The prince spoke out nonchalantly.

, david said. "what is the role of her mother here?", I asked. I knew this story ofcource. "Eva's mother was the actual queen in the game. Being a smart ass woman and a gorgious lady, she lured men such that even your father would say yes to every single lie she said", David said. I smiled hard this time, "INTERESTING!!!", I said at once.

Yet, the vast factory still felt overly expansive and empty. Heath could still smell the long removed machinery. The tarry smell of melted rubber still permeated the building. He welcomed the aromas. They kept him focused. They were a constant reminder of what he needed to accomplish. The memory of his beloved May-Ellen constantly drove him forward now, forcing him to complete his task; despite his distaste for the failures. A frown crossed Heath's face at the painful memory of May-Ellen. Quickly, he shifted back to the memory of his very first realization that HE, Heath, was responsible for saving Mother Earth. "This meeting of The Revelation Society will come to order," echoed from Heath's

They smile back at me, but seriousness quickly takes over. - What pushed you to the extreme?" continues Dereck. - What she did to Eva was immoral. Because of it, Eva had to return to the Goddess, she used her last strength to pass on her baby to Thea. What she was trying to do to Mathis was just as immoral, and she wanted to destroy our family," I explain, wiping away a tear that escaped my eye as I think back to all the memories Eva flashed in my head during our fleeting merger. Someone knocks on the door, and Dereck gets up to open it.

He thought I didn't hear what he said. I stared at him evilly because I was annoyed with him. "Why, mommy? Why are you staring at your stepson?" he said, and then he giggled. "Get settled, Kalvis. If you are planning to do evil again like you took advantage of my body when I was unconscious, don't continue. I might be able to kill you if you move me again." "That's what I want in a woman—a mommy, a fighter." "Take care of your life, Kalvis! I'd rather just go anywhere until this night is over!”

They had always held themselves with high prestige; prioritising appearance without caring for the cost. Even now, Mark and Vanessa were extravagantly dressed; showing they weren’t at all suffering. What game was the Whitmores playing this time? Dr. Anya was pissed. “Is that woman stupid? She must have been suffering from the disease before it was diagnosed since she keeps saying nonsense after nonsense. What does she mean by stealing assets? If Mark is so capable why doesn’t he go and create a new company from scratch?” “The kids never even appreciated your efforts after all these years you took care of them. Respect wasn’t even something they gave you so what does she mean by abandoning th