Futa Stepmom Novels & Stories

Christina Hunter was away on an important business meeting and this was my only chance to run. “I’ll miss you,” I said softly and lifted my hand in a small wave. “Miss you too, my sunshine..” She smiled. “It was nice to have you here.” I couldn’t ignore my mom's tearful eyes. I wish she could never know how pathetic my daughter was. How I betrayed her and slept with my own stepbrother behind her back. “If you need anything, make sure you call us,” Uncle Carter said. “We’ll be there.”

But they didn't. I looked at the woman who had given me life and then left me to rot in the hands of men like Miller and all the other foster parents. "Well, you might have given birth to me," I whispered, my voice thick with a rage so cold it felt like ice, "but you know nothing about being a mother." I brought my fist down one last time, a heavy, final blow that silenced her laughter. "So you think it’s okay?" Lilian gasped, her eyes fluttering. "To steal your mother’s husband? To sleep with the man who was supposed to be your stepfather?"

Just grab my bag from the foyer table, just get out— “You’re not going anywhere, you little slut.” The voice came from the living room doorway, sharp and venomous, freezing me in place. I turned slowly, dread coiling in my gut. My stepmother—Victoria—stood there, arms crossed over her designer blouse, her perfectly manicured nails tapping against her elbow. She was a vision of polished cruelty: blonde hair in a sleek chignon, makeup flawless even at whatever ungodly hour this was, lips painted a blood-red that matched the rage in her eyes. She’d married my father five years after my mother’s death, when I was ten, and from day one she’d treated me like an inconvenient stain on her perfect li

Aldrich Timbers I saw how mum dropped her orange juice on the glass table whilst staring at me with a shock look on her face. “You're doing what!” Mum yelled at me and I gulped nothing. Why was she being paranoid now? “You heard me right mum, Chelsea and I are going to be getting married” I said. “In few weeks” I added, gulping the whole of juice down my throat. “Don't you find that humiliating! You are getting married to your step sister, Aldrich!” Mum yelled at me and I scoffed, trying hard to control my anger.

me. “What the hell am I even thinking?” I slapped my forehead. He was going to be my step uncle in two weeks. I shouldn’t be having such thoughts about him. It was morally –and every-other-way-possible– wrong. I felt a pair of eyes on me, and I looked up to see my mother staring intently at me, and that was when I realized she had been calling my name, but I was lost in my thoughts. “You look stunning. This is the dress, mom,” I spluttered, trying to incorporate cheeriness I didn’t feel, into my voice.

’ My step mum asked moving closer to him as she vibrated with anger. ‘Since you are a barren woman, your husband's property automatically goes to us’ Antonio said nonchalantly ‘My husband has a daughter and his properties will go to his child, you dumb son a bitch’ My stepmom said and I had to give her kudos for not falling apart with what Antonio had said to her

But it was far from the simple, innocent connection I wanted it to be. He was my mate. The father of my unborn pup. But Alpha Lucien, my stepfather, the man who had claimed me as his own, had just seen us. The kiss. The undeniable spark between Kael and me. A shiver ran through every corner of my body, but it wasn’t from the chill in the air. It was the weight of what that moment meant. “Go to your apartment,” Kael’s voice was low, rough with urgency, as he stepped back from me.

"Ezra, you should go now. Thanks for dropping by. My family will be having our dinner now." My stepbrother knows how to get into my nerves so I flashed out of their sight in that instant. And before his dad could say another word that can jeopardize our disrupted conversation. But what worried me the most is about what Mom told us earlier. What if she will declare the crime right away? What if their alpha would punish her with death? How am I supposed to accept that? She is going to be punished for a crime she did not commit. I know protecting her two sons is her unconditional duty as the one who gave birth to us but isn't it too much?

they both exclaimed, giving me hugs and admiring the shop. My mom got emotional as she gave a little speech, telling everyone how proud she was of me and how much she loved me. I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes as I listened to her words, grateful for her unwavering support and love. And then, to my surprise, my stepfather Tom stepped forward, a small gift bag in his hand. "Tori," he said, his voice booming through the bakery. "I wanted to give you a little something to congratulate you on your grand opening."

“It’s been six years since your wife died. Your son needed a mother.” Callum scoffed. Right, that was the type of mindset that his father died. Just like what he did when his mother died when he was six years old, he wanted another woman to join the family just to expand his connections. “I don’t think my son would need a mother. Especially if his stepmother would be a woman like the one you brought home when I was young.” He might sound bitter but he did not care. He would not let Caleb experience the things that he experienced when his father married another woman and bore another son.