Novel & Cerita Full House: Stephanie Book Series

Not only did Stephanie came back, but she came back with two children who looked a lot like Nathan, she didn’t need a soothsayer to tell her that the children were Nathan’s. How did this happen? Her private investigator didn’t even tell her about the children. She needs to act fast before Nathan or the old master Robinson finds out about the existence of this children. With this thought she started her car and drove to her mother’s villa. Stephanie don’t blame me for being rude, blame yourself for not aborting the pregnancy when you found out. I can’t hesitate to destroy any obstacles that will threaten my position as Mrs Robinson.

My heart was beating wildly in my chest, but I was a better actor than I thought. "What do you read?" "Um," I frowned, thinking quickly. "I'm in the mid-dle of a book called Christine right now. I circle different authors, and when I find ones I like, I go through the backlist, but not all at once, and I'm back on Stephen King for now. After that one, I'll read Carrie and The Shining, then find something else to read."

When I turn back, I catch a look on Stephanie’s face that makes me nervous. I rush over to her, pulling her into my arms once more, there is still that hesitancy there. ‘What else did she say to you, please tell me,’ her long eye lashes flutter as she lets out a breath. ‘She told me, I’m only after your money, how I’m trash and that even if you don’t get rid of me, I will never be a part of the family.,’ she looks up at me, her voice so sad it hurts. She pulls out of my arms walking away from me, her shoulders dropping as she runs her hand through her silky locks.

Stephanie’s POV: When I arrived home, I stepped out of the car and made my way straight toward the mansion. Luckily, the house was quiet, and no one seemed to be around. I quickly headed to my room, eager to shake off the day. After taking a refreshing shower, I changed into something more casual and comfortable—a light sundress. I twisted my damp hair into a bun and slipped into a pair of sandals. Feeling satisfied with my appearance, I left my room.

I loved the concept of saving the damsel in distress. But then everything went down the hill when I discovered who my Girlfriend was. My Girlfriend had kept one of the biggest truths of her life from me. My Girlfriend was never a damsel in distress. My Girlfriend was Mafia Queen! **** Her Mysterious Lover (Book 3) -Ongoing Her life was full of misery and pain until she found out about her mysterious lover on the day of her thirteenth birthday. That person started to take care of her from a distance. What would happen when she gets separated from her mysterious love?

The housekeeper became my stepmother, and together with her son, they plotted to kill me. After being reborn, I exposed a video of her affair at her own wedding, destroying her reputation completely. I watched as she and her son were kicked out. They left with nothing, wandering the streets like outcasts. I smiled and tossed a moldy piece of bread into their begging bowl. “This is all you deserve.” …… When I opened my eyes, I found myself back to a week before my dad’s wedding to our housekeeper, Megan Zimmerman.

“Hey. My stepmother wants us to stop at the family house first, just for a bit before we head to my place.” Miguel turned to me slowly, his eyes narrowing. “Stepmother?” he repeated. “You never mentioned a stepmother.” Shit. I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to play it off. “Yeah. And a stepbrother, too,” I added, smiling like that would somehow soften the blow. “I meant to tell you earlier. It’s not a big deal.” Miguel’s mouth tightened. “Any other surprises you forgot to mention? Do you have a second family I should know about too?”

Because my father saw me, I approached him. "You visited for, how long?" He asked. "Maybe forever," I said, and he grinned faintly. "I want to know my stepmother, can it be as good as my mother." "You don't need mom, but you need it—" His talk suddenly stopped when he looked at the stairs; a beautiful woman, brown-haired, bumpy, and very elegant, walking towards us with a wide smile. Was she my stepmother? "You want to know my wife, this is Beatrice, you can call her Mom"

Instinctively recollecting all the harsh treatment she had suffered in the hands of Hailey, she stepped into the room with her heels interrupting Hailey's thought. The latter lifted her head and her countenance naturally turned dark upon seeing her but she said nothing. Stephanie was dressed in an exquisite and quite expensive high low gown that was yellow in color adding warmness and brightness to her.She stopped by the foot of the bed,and stared down at the frail Hailey Collins. "Sad, " she smirked "Who would think the once high and might Hailey Collins would be beneath me today?" "I know you have been diagnosed with high blood pressure but when are you going to die?" she bluntly said "For

How can she be happy when she knows that her daughter is hurting? Stephanie lost her husband, and she has only Lisa, and as much as she hopes that Lisa will snap out of her infatuation with Anthony, Stephanie can't force her. Knowing that everyone will be at the fair, Stephanie decided to stay in the packhouse where she won't need to force a smile. If she changes her mind later, she can always come to the fair, but Stephanie didn't want to make any promises, and Talia didn't feel like she had the right to insist, so she dropped the topic.