I Married My Stepdad Novels & Stories

How could I explain that I was falling for my stepfather, that we had already crossed lines that could never be uncrossed? "I...it's complicated," I hedged, picking at a stray piece of grass. "Adrian is...he's my mom's husband. I'm not just fucking him I'm in love with him." Martha's eyes widened, mouth falling open in shock. "Wait, what? Your stepdad? Ava, what the actual fuck?" I sighed, hanging my head in my hands. "I know, I know. It's messed up. But Martha, you have no idea what it's like, the way he makes me feel..."

My marriage with Quan was complicated, and I can't drag my daughter into this. "Mommy".her voice brought me back from my thought. I smiled at her and gently stroke her hair. "We are not married yet, but we will get married soon ". "Really, that means uncle Quan will be my stepdad".she spoke with so much excitement in her voice. "Something like that ". I murmured and kissed her cheek. "Thanks Mom ".she spoke happily and softly kissed my cheek I smiled at her and gave her a tight hug If only she knew things aren't the way she imagined it to be.

My dad is often not home and my stepmom despises me a lot, in a simple word, she doesn't like me. After my mama died, dad remarried and my stepmom has three kids, a girl and two boys. In total, my dad has two daughters and two sons, isn't it? My dad had married her when I was four. I was not yet two when my mama died and hence dad stayed single for two years and a few months before he married again. That time, before he married again, my dad and I were best of friends. He practically adores and cherishes me. My grandma told me a lot how my dad loves me to the moon.

But the opposite happened when dad proposed to Matt. "Are you ready?" Dan appears at the doorway. "We gotta be quick or else Matt will throw up." We all look at dad for a response and when he nods, I could not help my grin. The ceremony went on without a hitch. Dad and Matt and officially married. Matt was my stepfather for a second time. No one threw up. Everything was great. I don't know how my life ended up this way. How I am so happy now when only last year there were so many things unsure.

“ I don’t wish to render your effort effortless “ I said. “ You made my child eat daddy’s tasteless food” he said jokingly and comes to kiss my tummy. After a month. We fix our wedding date and I decided to visit my stepmom and my stepsister and also introduced my fiancée to my stepmom. We went in a convoy and drop my wedding invitations , I could see the shock on their faces when they saw my handsome and rich husband with his men and his convoy littered around, I dropped my wedding invitation for them and as we were about to leave my stepmom began to plead with me, I accepted their apologies but never gave them a chance to be closer to me like I have always been closer to them.

My only friend who still thought my life was normal. I hit call. It rang once, twice. Then her bright voice filled the speaker. “She picked up fast. “Zoe? Holy shit, it’s been weeks! Where have you been?” “I can’t explain everything right now,” I said quickly. “But listen, my stepdad sold me out. For his debts. And now I’m married to the man who bought me.” There was silence. “What do you mean ‘sold you out’? Zoe, what the hell is going on?”

“What kind of news?“ “I’m… getting married,” she announced, voice bright like it was supposed to be good news. I froze. “What?” “I know it’s sudden but…” “Mom, how many times have I told you I don’t want a stepdad? Dad’s been gone a year. A year! You can’t just replace him!” My voice cracked despite myself. “I just want it to be us. That’s enough.” “Talia, calm down. It’s not just anyone,” she said softly. “He’s decent. From a respected family. You will understand once you meet him.”

I stuck it in their face with a mean look. “Edward is my husband, do you understand that now?” After making sure that they all had seen what I was showing them, I took the phone down. “Now I’d just like to see Alex. He’s my stepson, as you can see.” I cringed internally at the last sentence, and the ladies cringed too. They looked at me differently now—not with respect but with the shock of me marrying someone so old and calling his very hot son my step son. Their expressions were very similar to those claiming that I married Edward for his money.

She felt all those memories knocking at her door. Avery changed her facial expression, she looked cool and calm. Gazing at the muffin on the plate she grabbed the spoon. "She was the one who stole my husband, being the parents of such a girl you guys dare to call me the shameless one. How funny!" "You!" Georgia Knight, Avery's stepmom burning with rage took a step towards her when Paul Knight, her father grabbed her hand. He gestured at her to keep calm as there were many guests around. Paul walked towards Avery, and in a low voice, he proclaimed, "It was you all along who came between them, you should know that. If it was not for you, Liam had been married to my daughter long ago."

My mouth dropped open, wide in shock. But I wasn’t even of age to be mated. This… this wasn’t supposed to happen. The hall, once filled with murmurs and shifting feet, now felt suffocatingly silent or maybe it was just me. Everything sounded distant, like I’d slipped underwater. My heart pounded like a war drum, but my feet refused to move. Tears slid down my cheeks before I could stop them; hot, bitter, shameful. What have I done to deserve this? To be mated at eighteen… to my cruel stepfather?