I Love My Stepmom Novels & Stories

“I’m so sorry about that. My mother’s… she gets like this when she’s had a bit too much to drink.” I laughed. “Don’t worry. I actually like her.” He raised an eyebrow. “Oh, she’s only being nice to you because she wants a grandchild. Trust me, she can be… intense. She usually doesn’t warm up this fast.” I smirked. “Well, at least she’s a little better than my stepmom, Vivian.”

After taking my phone, I then headed out of my room to the living room as she requested. Upon getting to the living room, I saw my stepmom and her friend who brought her son over. I greeted them and they answered to my greeting even my step mom's friend and I was surprised, my Stepmom's friends barely acknowledge my presence but they adore my son. My stepmom has a lot of friends, more like a gossip group that I can't keep track of each one of their name, but when I see them they know about me, and when I hear them call my Stepmom's name I make sure to greet them before they go back to complain and call me a disrespectful girl to my stepmom.

No not yet. Me and my father always had a complicated relationship. He loved me but he had his exquisite ways of showing it. "The pleasure is mine." She replied, shaking his hand firmly. "Zayn! Why didn't you tell me about her?!" My step mother exclaimed. That smile dancing across her face, even though she knew about... She was the only one for years able to read the emotions in my eyes. And I couldn't help but let those ocean orbs flood with happiness. "She is beautiful." She said to me and Alexis smile showed her deep appreciation to my step mother.

I tried to convince her that it was okay if she was finding it arduous but she insisted on letting me know. When she was sure that she was under her control, she wiped her years and sniffed a few times and started, "When I reached home, my stepmom told me to take my car but something seemed off about her. She wasn't in her usual state. She is a very lively and a very cheerful person but today, she just wasn't herself... after my mom left, I was devastated but when dad remarried his childhood sweetheart, Daphne, my life changed - for the better. My stepmom, she fixed me. She gave me all the motherly love I thought I lost it forever. You see, I owe her a lot. She is close to both me and my bro

I knew if I stayed here another minute… “Come on, love. You want me, and I happen to be here.” “It cannot happen.” “But you want it to.” “No.” He smiled. “Liar.” I flustered and blushed. “I’m not lying.” “You may lie to my poor dad, but never to me.” He took a step towards me and I edged back. “You cannot deny this thing between us forever.” “I’m your—” “Stepmom, yes I know. People fuck with their stepmom all the time.”

Her wide, old, cracky mouth opened and made a mighty ‘O’ form. ‘So, why’s she amazed?’ I wondered as I walked into my room and left her in her whatever thoughts. ‘Vrooom!’ the door danged open. It was the witch-tormenter!…my stepmom. “What’s going on between you two? I don’t understand” “Stepmom…you don’t have to understand anything. Evan and I are deeply-in-love. Evan is my boy-friend and nothing ugly can come between us!” I boldly and happily expanciated.

" Leaving the house, I let the cool evening air wash over me. My feet carried me aimlessly, my mind lost in a whirlwind of thoughts. Before I realized it, I found myself standing outside the old house at the Midnight pack. My mind could not help but wander to those beautiful days I spent here with my parents, now step parents. I learnt so many things here ànd experienced the best childhood here. It's such a shame that the people who lived here were no longer the same. They changed, I changed, everything changed. The door creaked open, revealing my stepmother. Her eyes narrowed upon seeing me. "Mia," she spat, venom dripping from her tone. "What are you doing here?" "I... I … " I stammered,no

Hehe~ "She will be transferred to our private international school. Is it okay?" Wow. He has already planned to transfer me somewhere. Is it really happening to me? I always wanted to study somewhere great and run away from home. So that I can live an independent life. I think I like my stepfather. Who cares if he is too young to be my father? Long live my stepfather. LOL. We don't share any relationship. Since I am nobody but my Mom's niece here. However, is my mother truly marrying him? Or is it just a show?

After all these years of it being just the two of them? “Oh, and he has a son too,” her mum added. Amaya groaned. “A son?” “Yes, so you’ll have a stepbrother.” “I never asked for a sibling,” she muttered, stabbing at her pasta. “I was fine being an only child.” Her mum chuckled and ruffled her hair gently. “You’ll get used to it. He’s a few years older than you. A university student too. I’m sure you’ll get along.” “I doubt that.”

Not standing beside Kelan pretending to be his perfect Luna, but plotting with Valor to take everything for ourselves. "I'm sure he'll her number tonight," I mentioned casually. "Finally stopped calling her every five minutes." "About time," Valor muttered. "His obsession with that girl was getting pathetic." "She's my step-sister you know," I revealed quietly. Valor's eyebrows rose in surprise. "Step-sister? You never mentioned that before." I set the glass down and walked to the window, looking out at the pack grounds below. "Her father was with my mother once," I explained. "Before he met Melissa's mother. My mother got pregnant but he denied it and moved on. Built a whole life with Melis