I'm Only A Stepmother Novel Novels & Stories

And I made sure they knew how much of a monster they had made me. Years ago, my stepmother and I argued over something I hardly remember. She followed me up the stairs to my room. She yelled, cursed, and wished for my death. To my horror, she accidentally slipped and tumbled down the staircase, resulting in her miscarriage. They convicted me of ten years in prison after that horrible incident. My father didn’t even give me a chance to plead my case. It was too late when I found out it was all planned so my stepmother could get rid of me and make her firstborn the sole heir of the Pack.

I was going to be married off. As I stared, I remembered that had transpired in my life. At first I had been rendered motherless. It was pretty hard finding my way as a child, without a mother but when one had a father like mine, it almost feels like a walk in the park. Then the elders of my pack advised their alpha, my father to take anothermate. Then my step mother came into the picture. Their marriage bore just one child; Barbara. If I needed a clear definition of a brat, Barbara could pass off as a good example. My step mother stopped at nothing in spoiling her daughter.

she said, her voice sounding sad. "Your mother? Mrs. Jane?" he asked, but she shook her head. "No. She's my stepmother," she confessed. "What? I thought she was your mom?" he was surprised to find it out. Evelyn looked out of the window, her gaze distant as memories of her childhood resurfaced. The city lights twinkled in the night, casting a soft glow on her face. "My mother passed away when I was very young," she began, her voice carrying a weight of both sadness and resilience. "Jane is my stepmother. She came into my life when I needed someone the most, or so I thought."

There was no telling what she would do, but my mind was already made up. In my mind I knew that my stepmother would be angry. She had gotten me this job alongside making sure that I was also working the portions of my step sisters. The money that I turned in always went to expenses in the house and shopping. It is what we used to get by. I still remember the day when she came into our house. I still remember how much I visited my father wondering how you could have moved on so quickly after my mother's death. I was just a child. but even then I wasn't too young to notice that my stepmother was an opportunist. She was desperate to fill the void of my mother and for just a while she was wonder

Damn The funny thing about my stepmother was that she was pretty young, at least too young for my father. She was a brunette with the perfect slim figure and assets, it made sense since Sarah wasn't her actual daughter…she was adopted by her. Which makes them not even blood related. Her blue eyes were alluring though I still kept away. “Where are you going, dressed like that?” My sentence forms before I even comprehend it.

“And you’ve been crying. What happened?” He smoothed the hair away from my face and I leaned my cheek into his palm. “It’s been a crappy day since you left.” “Then I guess I won’t leave you this time,” he replied. My heart fluttered and I looked up. His blue eyes were warm and dark. They reminded me of the ocean on a calm summer night. “My stepmother is a horrible person,” I blurted out. “She’s vindictive and is going to ruin everything.” “Is she why you are upset?” he asked. There was a protective growl in his voice.

I let my sentence trail off. “Fucking? Yeah, I do.” I’d wondered the same, so it’s nice to know I’m not the only one. “See, it’s weird.” “Oh, it’s weird, but they’re after something, and it’s more than Brock wanting you. I’m sure that added fuel to the fire of resentment your stepmother has for you.” “I don’t have anything she wants,” I point out. Besides that, my stepmother is beautiful. “You might think that, but that doesn’t make it true.”

He'd heard how different stepmothers were from others. He'd even read some books about cruel stepmothers. They only need you when they are newlyweds, and once they have everything under their control, they will begin abusing the stepchildren. He didn't want to be that way, but he knew his father well. He will never give up on something if he sets his mind to it. Heidi had witnessed this new stepmother of his before at his father's villa. She was a nice person, but he wasn't sure how she would turn out now that she had married his father.

I hate it how my mother’s name rolled so sexily out of his tongue, that tongue was dipped into my pussy just now. “So Danny, I would like you to escort my beloved, new daughter, who came here to kill me, to the dungeon and hold her there until my further orders.” I gasped. I was speechless at the audacity of this man. Firstly, he fucked me and then he dumped me, then he claimed to be my stepfather but not my mate, and now this motherfucker was putting me into jail! That was absurd. “Yes, Alpha.” Danny, the omega, grabbed my arm and he started dragging me out.

He said, kissing her head. “You know I love you,” She said, turning to him and giving him a morning kiss. ...... Happily Ever After...... Hello, Dear lovely readers, Thank you so much for your support and Love. Finally, My Step Daddy's book is completed. The next project I am going to work on is “HIS LUST" on Good novel only, and it is an exclusive book of Good Novel. Give try this book and might be you will find Ryan Wolf more cunning than Joseph Welton.