I M Only Stepmother Novels & Stories

And by the way… you can call me mom from now on, my dear. ''Really?'' I focused my cold gaze to her with a raised brow, the corner of my mouth curved into a smirk. ‘‘Are you sure, mommy?’’ ‘‘Of course, sweetheart!’’ she said, hurrying forward and grabbed my hand. ‘‘We are family, Celestine... Although I’m your stepmother, I can treat you like my own daughter just like how I am treating your sister…’’ What's her drama this time? I couldn't help but chuckle as I wrenched my hand away from her grip. ‘‘I apologize, but I don’t need another mother. I only have one mother and her name is Sandra…’’

My voice cracked as anger replaced my despair. She chuckled. "Of course, we did. What did you expect? I wasn’t about to let you walk out of here and live the life your mother never could. My Sofia deserves everything, and you deserve nothing." Tears streamed down my face as I rose to my feet. "What did my mother ever do to you? What did I ever do to you?" "She existed," my stepmother said coldly. "And you’re just a constant reminder of her. Every time I look at you, I see her smug face. But don’t worry, it won’t be for much longer. Soon, you’ll be gone for good."

My father asked as he got to the scene. “Mum, d- dad –“ Irene touched her belly as she groaned. “My baby – she tried to hurt my baby.” My body pressed itself into a wall as Thelma, my stepmother, turned to me. There were few people in the world that scared me and this woman scared me the most of them all. She was a beta but she was as imposing and domineering as an Alpha in that moment. “Is this true?” My father turned to me. Gazing at him, it was hard to decide whether he wanted to hear my side of the story or if he was asking just for formalities. However, before I could speak, Todd interjected.

he was about to leave when he saw the girl's eyes were on him, her eyes were captivating and filled with lust, her face so charming as she moaned, Tyler's eyes were on hers too, she's exactly his type, from every angle and part of her body, her voice was to his liking too. He looked at her one more time and left, it was true that she was his type but there was one huge wall blocking the way, and that's she is married to his dad, she is his fucking stepmom, and he doesn't believe in any god but that moment he cursed every god there is in existence, his dick was still hard but he ignored it and went to his room, he undressed and hit the shower, water cascades his body washing away both the bar

“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 got hurt too, Naomi—" I averted my gaze and brought Samuel away. "Escort him out, security. Don't let unrelated people into the company again." … Yohan made Julian come for me again. Perhaps he was trying to use my motherly love for Julian to keep me around, but I was no longer the same person I was. "Stop coming to find me, boy. Your father and I have already divorced—I am no longer your mother," I said. Julian immediately turned anxious when he heard how I addressed him. "I want to eat your dark cuisines, Mommy. I want you to tell me bedtime stories and hug me to sleep."

From the very beginning, Rufus Carter was in love with Leanor Ford. At the age of seventeen, Rufus was already known for his towering height, costly lifestyle, and aloof attitude. Unfortunately, Rufus was left motherless at an early age, and this year, his father decided to remarry, making Leanor's mother his new stepmother. As if fate wanted to play a twisted game, Rufus turned eighteen and found out that Leanor was his mate - adding a new level of complexity to their already complicated situation.

It was better for Shadrach to perceive her as belonging to a middle-class family. "What!" Shadrach exclaimed. "I mean, who do you address as 'mama' than?" He was confused. "Okay, calm down," Wynter giggled. "Mama Iris is my stepmother." "Oh, I'm sorry if I sounded harsh. It must be really difficult for you to talk about your mother, and even more difficult to live with a stepmother, right?" Shadrach asked. "Well, not really. Mama Iris is not the typical stepmother portrayed around the world. You'll understand when I tell you my whole story," Wynter explained.

My entire life had been a lie, and now I had to navigate this new reality with caution and determination. I pulled my hair in frustration, trying to make sense of it all. The weight of my newfound identity was heavy, but I knew I had to embrace it and learn to control the powers that were now mine to wield. "This can't be true," I whispered to myself, feeling overwhelmed by the realization that my mother had kept such a secret from me all these years. But as I looked into Diego's eyes, I saw a familiar image staring back at me; my face was the same as his. The truth was staring me in the face.

She gripped my hands, eyes sparkling with joy. I froze, mouth agape. Though I should feel lucky it wasn't Demi's father, an Alpha? Seriously? I didn't mean to doubt my mom's charm. In my eyes, she's the most perfect woman who deserves all the best in the world. But an Alpha, would he accept me, the wolfless omega, as his stepdaughter? And I wasn't ready to live with any man. I didn't want to be a burden on Mom's happiness.