Moaning Stepmom Novels & Stories

I suspected they were in the picture even while my mom was alive, given that my stepsister was a year younger. Life had turned into a nightmare since the arrival of my stepmother and stepsister. Initially excited about having a stepsibling, I found myself ignored and mistreated by Stephanie. Both Linda, my stepmother, and Stephanie joined forces to taunt and insult me, making college preparations agonizingly slow. Chores piled up, and my complaints to my father only worsened the situation. Richard, my father, not only showed disgust but also accused me of causing my mother's death.

Mara said, mimicking a kiss into the phone. Her stepmother approached, addressing her with a cold tone. "Well done, Mrs. Mara Lewis." Unfazed, Mara replied nonchalantly, "Oh, Stepmom, what's up?" "Have you lost your senses now that you're married into a rich family?" her stepmother snapped. "I think you lost yours on your way here," Mara retorted. "Say whatever you want... Your nanny, that old hag, is sick," her stepmother remarked, mentioning Mara's nanny in a derogatory manner.

I said. "I see you've added stealing to your list of nasty behaviors. Are you now breaking into rooms to satisfy your aim?" My step mom asked, eyeing me suspiciously. "The length people can go to just for money." Sandra muttered. I gazed at my step mom, my face burning with indignation. "Your precious possessions are intact." I said, my lips curling into a faint smirk. I should not be surprised or bothered by their selfishness, that's how they've always been.

THEME: Stepmother and stepson "Oh, sweetie, are you sure you don't need me to come?" Lance Hudson gave a wolfish grin, staring at the phone. His stepmother, Bea, was on the other line. In Lance's opinion, she was the hottest woman to walk the earth. He had been shocked that a beauty like Bea had ended up with his boring old man. With those perfectly huge tits, big enough to suffocate a man, and her huge ass, Lance believed his stepmom deserved someone other than his paltry Dad. She deserved a man who could fuck her six ways to Sundays.

“Well Cory, sorry but I won again. I’m pregnant with twins for the best man ever created, thanks to you,” “Twins?” He shrieked on the other end of the phone which had me dying with laughter and pride. “Alison, you might want to consider getting rid of them. You think you’re going to survive this?” “Cory, I’m not your mom, I’m your stepmom. Did you hear that? Your step-siblings will be calling me mommy and you better start calling me mommy too.” I could hear him heave and battle with what to say next, it’s funny how he’s upset about a situation he created.

"How dare you steal such a valuable piece of jewelry from my husband's late wife?! You ignorant thing! Aren't you afraid of paying the price with your life?!" I coughed up blood. "T-This was left behind by my mom! Don't touch it!" Brenda did not believe me. She admired the sapphire greedily while gloating, "If your family really possessed such an inheritance, why would you still climb into my husband's bed? You're even making up stories about your mother being dead. What a disgrace for her to have a daughter like you. Your mother must have been a shameless woman too!" "Don't you dare insult my mother!"

My step mom Vivian and sister Charlotte have one good goal in life, making me miserable in every possible way. In just a year of dad's absence, they have ruined the company my dad and mom built with their sweat, and even went as far as changing my dad's will to make them sole owners of the company. My name is Isabella Monette, the daughter of Julia and Francis Monette. Well I am a mute, not by choice, but from an accident that happened years back which caused the death of my mom. Those years were rough, but my dad and I held on to it with peace and warmth, till it became overwhelming for him, he brought Vivian in for little help, the watch over her while I am gone, the please take her to the

Noah shook his head. "He wants my mom to move into Lloyd Manor, too. Do you really want a stepmom? And me, taking your dad's attention? What if he stops loving you because of us? "You've heard the saying, right? 'Getting a stepmom is pretty much getting a stepdad, too.'" With every word, Noah felt his chest tighten, panic creeping in like a vice. He shook his head fast. "No. I don't want that. I won't let it happen."

As if my day couldn't possibly get any worse. "Y-Your stepmom... is in the hospital!"

Althea lets out a sharp, incredulous laugh. She walks up to him, forcing him to meet her eyes. "Ethan, you’re her stepson, not her doctor. You’ve spent all week obsessing over what she eats and following her around like a ghost. It’s not right. You're acting crazy." Ethan finally turns. His eyes are cold, hooded, and devoid of the warmth a fiancé should show. "I told you. My mother died because people were careless. I won't let it happen again."