I'm Only A Stepmother Novel Novels & Stories

“You wanted her to come between us. And now look at what’s happening.” “Is it too much to ask,” Father yelled, “for your sister to work alongside you?” “She isn’t my sister!” I shouted back. “She isn’t our blood! The company has been running perfectly with me. Why bring in a stranger?” “Oh, is that what you think of us?” my stepmother sobbed, her hand on her chest. “Strangers?” Tears streamed down her face. “I thought of you as my son. But you…” “You never thought of me as your son,” I shot back. “If you did, you wouldn’t be trying to steal what’s mine.”

“I refused to let you mark me, and also refused to run away with you. You felt rejected, so you decided to hook up with your chosen mate to feel wanted. I totally get it.” “No, no, I would never do that to you. I don’t even like her!” “I’m not mad, Theo. You were just fulfilling your obligations as the prince of Castillo Tribe. As your stepmother, I’m very proud of the step that you’ve taken.” Stepmother? Was this some sort of joke? “It may seem as though my peace around here has been compromised as well. I’ll leave now, and I would appreciate it if you do not follow me.” Even if I wanted to follow her, that thought died immediately when she showed that creepy smile again.

A woman should never be Don. I saw my stepmother come down the stairs, tomas firmly in her grip, “I wish you would stay away from my family, but alas here we are once again Ariana” my stepmother said as she walked towards me. I looked down at tomas, he looked sickly, and he averted my gaze, “hi tomas” I smiled but he wouldn't look at me, my stepmother laughed. “He knows what you did, you stupid whore” she mentioned and my heart started to beat anxiously.

She had the most beautiful and largest smile on her face, I could hear the little giggles that escaped her lips right now. I looked up from my phone when my step mother walked in. She wore a traditional black dress with a white fur jacket. I could feel her eyes burning into my skull. I knew she didn't exactly like me at this point. I honestly don't understand what I did wrong. I didn't know if it's because she doesn't trust me or because I’m dating Jane. I think I have proved myself worthy of her. "You don't deserve her." She said, I looked up from my phone in confusion.

**** "I woke up on the cold kitchen floor to the sound of my stepmother's stern command. Her children, Dongila and Akachi, approached me with menacing grins. stepmother and Johnson stood by the door, their faces twisted in anger. Confused and still rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I sat up. Then, I heard my stepmother's chilling words: 'Hold her down and remove her blouse. Let Johnson...' Realization dawned on me. Johnson's true intentions became clear. Yesterday, while I was washing dishes, he had grabbed me from behind, his hands clasping my developing brēasts. I had fought back, slāpping him and smāshing a plate on his head.

She seemed to move closer. "I'm so glad you aren't actually here to see me like this," I forced out slowly. "But gosh is it still good to see your beautiful face again." I reached out for her and the figure dropped beside me. "You are so gentle, and smart, and kind, and…perfect. You're just perfect," I closed my eyes as an especially rough spasm passed over my body. "I thought my stepmother was a gentle and kind person too though, not as much as my mother, but she took good care of me.

“Did you miss me?” Her auburn hair darkens. Her face shifts, aging slightly. And suddenly I’m staring at my stepmother—the woman who died when Alistair attacked our pack. Except she’s not dead. She’s very, very alive. And she’s a witch. “No,” I breathe, my legs going weak. “No, this can’t…” “I’ve been playing you all like puppets,” Kate, my stepmother, continues, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “Orchestrating every tragedy, every betrayal, every death.”

“They treated me like an outcast while I was with them. I suffered so much because my birth warranted my mother's death. And my stepmother and her children made my life even worse. They would rip me off every nice thing I managed to buy for myself, starve me, and make me feel like I was not worthy of being alive. Which was why I decided to ignore them on getting here because there was no reason to greet them in the first place.” A pretty woman patting a wailing pup walked into the throne room, and the Alpha queen yelled at her. “Take that child of yours and get lost!” I watched how the lady quickly apologized and then walked away hastily. Afterward, the Alpha queen returned her attention to

✓ RIYA "This is my home, stepmother!” My stepmother snickered. "Indeed." “I've never chosen anywhere else as home than here, stepmother! I've lost both parents for heaven's sake! Please, stepmother. I promise to be at my best…” My voice cracked, and I swallowed. “Please…” Ama shut her book close and stared at me with mirth for a moment, "Damn girl, I thought you were a smart little one. This place, this house,”

And time is certainly what we have in front of us, given that we are both immortal. But, I don’t know, my life seems more and more complicated and peculiar since she became a part of it. And this is from the mouth of a son of a devil who lives with the menacing and vindictive goddess of creation, who is coincidentally his stepmother—the stepmother who is plotting against me and had arranged for my mother's rape, torture and death. Just when I thought that nothing could surprise me anymore, at one moment, I was about to mark and mate with Meena in a steamy making-out session.