Lesbian Step Daughter Novels & Stories

My name is Amelia Maria Black Lockwood and I am the daughter of the all-powerful Raphael Lockwood, The Shark Mafia of New York. I grew being treated like a princess, I'm not ashamed to say that I am a daddy’s but I am extremely independent. Father goes crazy with my independence, my brother will be the next leader of the mafia and me? I am a event planner. I am the CEO of my own company and Father couldn't be prouder. What happens when Amelia is assigned a new bodyguard? A British with a Greek God body and a face that looks like it was carved by the angels. What secrets is he hiding behind those Hazel eyes? Will Amelia fall for the only her father will not approve of? What kind of trouble will she get herself into to get his attention? What will Amelia choose? ? Crime? Adventure? Or all of it? Book two of he Shark Mafia Boss. Now it's Amelia’s story. The youngest heir of the Lockwood fortune and crime.

Payton, a normal girl finally figuring out the ropes of adulting. A nice apartment with her boyfriend, and her boyfriends annoying best friend. A steady well-paying job, all sensible people's dream. That was until her boyfriend went away for work and his best friend, asks for her help. It was nothing too difficult, just acting like his girlfriend around his boss to make a good impression. But he left out the part where his boss, was one of the biggest gangsters around. She is thrown in with the sharks, where this sensible girl's normal life, becomes anything but normal. She has to fight her way through all the criminal twists and turns, leaving her unsure of her place in the world. To make matters worse, her pretend boyfriend confessed his own feelings for her! Police, murder, and relationships turn her life upside down. Follow her story to find out what being The Step In Girlfriend really entails.

My younger sister and I were born twins, yet from the very beginning, our parents had zero fondness for me. My sister was the family's good-luck charm, while I was hailed as the harbinger of misfortune. I was blamed for every calamity, while she got all the credit for every blessing. Even after my death, I heard them say, "If we had abandoned her at birth, or even ended her life then, none of this would have happened." I had once tried desperately to win their approval, only to be met with cold indifference. When I finally secured a coveted civil service post, they celebrated me for the first time in my life. I naively believed that I had been acknowledged at last. But then, they said, "Give your job to your sister. She needs it more." At that moment, something inside me completely died. I tried so hard to cling to the hard-won proof that I was not the family's misfortune, yet even that slipped through my grasp. In the end, I lost everything, even the life they had never once cherished.

To ensure fairness, my daughter said that she would draw lots to choose whose family to spend the New Year’s with every year. However, for the past nine years, she had spent the New Year’s with her in-laws. The latest draw was no different. On New Year’s Eve, my daughter gave me specific instructions. “Mom, we’re spending the New Year’s with my in-laws. We’ve made a reservation at the most expensive restaurant in town. Please help me save some money. You can just make some food at home for your dinner.” Hence, on New Year’s Eve, I ate alone while watching TV at home. When I stood up, I accidentally knocked over the raffle box. All the lots inside the box had my daughter’s handwriting. The words ‘in-laws’ were clearly written on every single one of them. For the past ten years, the lots had been fake. My daughter was willingly spending the New Year’s celebration with her in-laws, and she had never once thought of spending it with me, her biological mother, who had spent so much money on her. At the same time, I got a notification on my phone. Her mother-in-law posted something on social media. [My daughter-in-law is so lovely. She bought me so many gifts and chose to spend the New Year’s with us. It’s as if she’s our own daughter!] They smiled brightly in the video. On the table were gifts that she bought using my retirement fund. I did not sleep for the whole night. The next morning, I called the bank. “Please remove all the auto-debit accounts from my retirement account.” From then on, I would only spend my money on myself.

A night out with close friends was supposed to be fun and entertaining but Iris found herself in a tight chokehold by a crazy criminal instead. College life was supposed to be full of frat parties and craziness but Iris found herself being watched by the sharp eyes of her new hot bodyguard who wouldn't just give in to her whines nor demands. A classic party with elite businessmen like her billionaire father was supposed to be dull and boring but she found the new meaning of adventure by getting kidnapped by a man who looks too hot and too kind to be a cold blooded murderer. Falling in love was supposed to be peaceful and feeling imaginary butterflies in your stomach but she found it actually meant trying to find yourself again,learning to endure the pain it creates. Falling in love with your bodyguard? It violets the rule of business. Falling in love with your kidnapper? It violates the rule of nature.She likes to invest her time in business and utilize her time by enjoying the nature. So the question arises--- If destiny is fated,will her love get divided? While she is at it, she might also discover the truth that lies far beneath her reach and face the grim reality of life.

The Sparrow family is a noble family of great honor and accomplishment. The Marquess Sparrow was blessed with two sons and two beautiful daughters. However, this family isn't as perfect as they let on. Nyx Sparrow is treated like a commoner in her own home. A rare beauty in the rough. She however catches the eye of the crowned prince of the family Enoch. The prince however is promised to a duchess who is known for her cruelty. A marriage the prince objected many times. Will Nyx be saved from her dreadful life or will she be ensnared to suffer more than she thought possible. **Updated every Monday and Friday unless they are holidays**

To transfer my sister, Suri Voss, who was 13 years younger than I was, to a new school district, I took 7 days of annual leave and went back to my hometown. I pulled strings, delivered gifts, called in favors, and finally forced a spot for her in the best middle school in the city. At last, when I could pause long enough to catch my breath, I told Mom, who was heading out to buy groceries, that I wanted grilled pork ribs for dinner. Suri walked over with a cold expression, then threw a full glass of icy water straight onto my head and pointed at my face as she exploded. "You country leech, mooching off our family for years, eating our food and living in our house whenever you feel like it. I let all that slide. Now you want to steal my mom too? Do you have any shame at all?! "Listen carefully, Mom only has one child. She will only ever love me!" I stood there, stunned. Suri had no idea I was Mom’s biological daughter, too. All this time, she had treated me as some freeloading relative. I looked toward the doorway, where Mom was changing her shoes to go out. She seemed not to have heard a single word of Suri’s disrespect. She merely said casually, "Suri doesn’t like ribs. Let’s have grilled shrimp instead." She had forgotten that I’ve been severely allergic to seafood since childhood. I lowered my head and let out a quiet, self-mocking laugh. Unbeknownst to them, if I could secure Suri a place in that school, I could just as easily make sure she lost it.

Evans is in love with Alex, his father's caretaker while being engaged to Madison. He is rude and aggressive but will Alex kindness melt his heart?

"I'm 40 you're 21," he whispered softly, his lips grazing my nipple, hot breath sending shivers down my spine as his tongue flicked out, teasing the hardened peak. "I don't care!" I shot back amidst breathy moans, my fingers tangling in his dark hair, pressing his head deeper into my boobs, arching my back to feed him more. "I'm your mum's husband. I'm your stepdad, old enough to be your real dad," he murmured again, his right hand tracing, torturous path down my trembling stomach, dipping between my thighs to brush against my soaked panties. "I said I don't care!!!" I growled, grabbing his wrist and forcing his fingers faster. "Fuck the age, fuck the rules, make me yours!" ______ Adrian Blackwood, the hottest, most dangerously sexy beast I've ever laid eyes on turns out to be my stepfather. You heard that right, my mum's husband! The man who could make me wet with just a single stare, with his towering muscles, tattooed arms, and those piercing gray eyes that strip me bare. One ride in his SUV and I want a real ride. I'm just 21 in college, but he's 40, old enough to be my dad? Who the hell cares! As long as he pins me down, and wrecks me with pleasure that leaves me begging, I'll sin with him every damn night. Taboo? Bring it on. ‘Sinfully Yours, Step Daddy!’ is a boundary smashing blaze you can't read in public or alone (unless you're ready to touch yourself nonstop). Dive into Ava with Stepdad, professor, step dad's best friend, the sugar doctor, Ava's unapologetic slut era, craving daddies. Walk in horny, walk out dripping satisfied. Grab it now, your panties or boxers won't survive! Steamy age gap taboo romance packed with dominance that'll have you screaming for more.

My five-year-old daughter loved telling lies. I had taken her out to a simple school supplies run, but she yelled on the street that I was a human trafficker. Consequently, I nearly got arrested and taken to the police station. When we went home, she cried and threw herself in my husband’s arms to complain about me before I could say anything. “Dad, Mom wouldn’t buy me stationeries. She even hit me on the street!” I offered my husband an explanation. He heard me out, but I did not expect him to angrily slap me when I was finished. “Our daughter is only five. She can’t lie. Can’t you just put up with it?!” When I drove my daughter to school, she got down on her knees in front of me while the other parents were around. “Mom, please let me go to school. I don’t want to take naked photos for those guys.” When the teacher checked my phone, it was full of my daughter’s explicit photos. A mob of angry parents pushed me into the traffic, killing me. I could not figure out why my biological daughter would behave that way, even as I lay dying. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day when I was about to buy stationery for my daughter.