I M Only Stepmother Novels & Stories

The memories came rushing back like dark water and I let them flow. “It started with my stepmother Guilia,” I began softly. “She was beautiful on the outside but rotten inside. She married my father for his money and power but she was always jealous of me. She hated how much my father loved me. So she started playing games. She would smile sweetly in front of him but behind closed doors she would say cruel things. She told me I was worthless. That I was crazy. That no one would ever love a monster like me.” Mateo’s hand stopped moving on my back. He listened carefully without interrupting. I kept going even though the words felt heavy in my throat.

Macey said and I had to shush her as I looked around the cafeteria Olivia nodded glumly. “My stepbrother but yeah, something like that.” “No wonder he crashed the party yesterday. Must have been hard to see his kid sister getting a lap dance,”Macey said and winked. Rolling her eyes, Olivia retorted. "Not funny. I've always been an only child and I'm okay with that. I don't need some misogynist prick bossing me around.” "What? You're kidding me? I wouldn't mind a billionaire brother right now. Step, half, whatever. You're walking in money, bitch!” Macey said and clapped.

I can't help the feeling of anxiety rising up inside me. "I heard your name is Sarah; is that correct?" She started. "Yes, Your Majesty, I'm Sarah Rowan. Beta Rowan is my father," I responded. "Oh, so I heard. And your mother is late, am I right?" "Yes, Your Majesty, she died when I was little," I bobbed my head sadly. "And you stay with your stepmother, am I right?" "Yes, and my stepsister too. We all live together." "How old are you?"

Nakantingin lamang ako sa kanya at parang tumigil ang mga tao sa paligid, yung pakiramdam na wala akong marinig dahil nabingi ako at sa kanya lamang nakatutok ang mata ko. Napabalik lang ako sa ulirat ng tapikin ako ni Mama, "Anak, siya si Daniel Monrow, ang soon to be stepfather niyo," pakilala ni Mama habang nakangiting nakalagay ang kamay sa braso ni Daniel na nakangiti rin tumingin sa akin, napabaling ang tingin ko kay Isaac at Xavier na agad nawala ang ngiti nang makita nila ang kunting-kunti na lang ay babagsak na ang tubig sa aking mga mata. "Babe, He is my Son, Leo, ang may birthday ngayon,"

“It’s the bond, Mother! He is my mate! I didn't want this to happen, I didn't try to take him from you!” “Don't you dare blame the moon for your own disgusting choices!” she roared, her fingers digging painfully into my shoulders as she shook me. “A real daughter of mine would have fought it! A real wolf would have had the strength and pride to walk away from her own stepfather! But you? You opened your legs for him the very first chance you got! You chose to be a home-wrecker! You chose to steal my husband away from me!”

What happened to everybody? “My mom…” “I told you this already—your stepdaddy is on his way to get her. And if we don’t leave now, he’s going to get us too.” “Damien? But why would he…?” “Ugh! What’s with this bitch, anyway? Why do we need to bring her along?” The woman from before was walking next to them. She had short blond hair in a pixie cut and a very pretty face that seemed fixed in a scowl. Liz had seen how maliciously she eyed her, like Liz was dirt beneath her feet. It was all too much. It’s not like she asked to be brought along. She’d rather stick with her mom.

I stood there for a long time, staring at the spot where she’d been, trying to ignore the fact that my brain had cataloged every inch of her like some kind of traitorous highlight reel. She was my stepmother. My stepmother. And I already hated how much I didn’t hate looking at her.

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.”

The day felt endless, and all she wanted was a shower and her bed. "My little brother says you only married Dad because Victoria's our sister, but that you don't actually love us," Gabriel explained. "Is that true, Nathan?" The older boy scowled and ignored her, climbing into bed. His brother followed. Realizing she wasn't going to get anything more out of him, she kissed Gabriel goodnight, and when she tried to do the same to Nathan, he dodged it. Being a stepmom was definitely not going to be easy. Diana left the room, ready to shower, change into something to sleep in, and finally lie down.

During the summer of my eighth grade, my dad got me a stepmom. He was 42 years old, and the woman was four years older than him. They did not register their marriage or have a wedding. One day, out of nowhere, that woman suddenly showed up in our house. Just like that, she entered the place I had lived in for all my fourteen years without any warning. When I saw this chubby, dark-skinned woman, I felt nothing but disgust and dislike.