My Gifted Stepson Novels & Stories

I was also wondering what he could possibly have in mind to gift someone he had never met or knew their personality. A doll. I stared at it, unsure whether to laugh or frown. ‘What do I need a doll for? Am I a kid?’ I asked myself. Well, not bad for a kid who's never met me. It's the intention that counts. Looking at the gifts, I quickly picked up my phone and texted Melissa. “Guess what?” I asked. She responded almost immediately. “Someone asked you out?” she asked. “Ew, no!” I responded. “I just opened the gift my soon-to-be stepfather gave me for my birthday. Guess what it is,” I said.

My lips parted, but I was unable to speak as it just occurred to me that back at school, there’s a senior I have the most obsessive crush on, and even though he’s never noticed me, I know just about everything there was to know about him. His name is Ace Wendell. The hottest and most sexy guy in school. He’s just as mysterious, too. Oh, God, he’s so perfect, and most times at night, I touch myself thinking about all the bad and nasty things he would do to me if I had just the perfect opportunity to spend a night with him. Ace Wendell. So, you’re now my stepson... I just hope I’m right, because I can’t think of anything else that’ll make this marriage bearable than being close to the guy I’ve

A knock on the door sounded then and I fixed the buttons on my tux before opening the door to my room. “Stephen?” I raised my eyebrows at him as I moved aside to let him enter. “Here,” he held out his hand with a box in it. “Dad send it for you. It’s a thank you gift for being Lydia’s friend.” I shook my head immediately. “There’s really no need for that. I can’t accept gifts for being friends with someone I genuinely want to be friends with.” “Good.” Stephen smiled and threw the box towards me. I caught it mid-air and looked towards Stephen with my brows furrowed. “You passed the test…for now.”

Help me make it through the day As I was driving, I couldn’t help but think about my mother’s words earlier again. “He’s been nothing but good to us,” she said. And sure, I agree to some extent, but fuck it, I can’t help but still feel isolated from all of this… shit. I didn’t ask to be the stepson of some generational rich guy. Didn’t ask to have to be flaunted around like some prized possession of his to make him feel validated as a family guy.

Sophie was in high spirits, as usual. “So,” Sophie said with a mischievous grin as they reached the lecture hall. “Tell me more about your stepfather. After seeing him the other day, I have been wanting to ask about him. He is so hot. Like, seriously. If he wasn’t your stepdad, I might be interested. That silver-fox thing he has going on? Total daddy material.” Monalisa’s cheeks burned. “Sophie!” “What? I’m just saying. He’s tall, muscular, that commanding presence… total fantasy material.”

I didn’t. “Yeah,” he said, voice dropping even lower. “I know how it is. He leaves you here all alone… looking like that.” My breath caught. Heat pooled low in my belly, heavy and insistent. This was wrong. He was my stepson. I had helped raise him since he was fourteen. I had baked his birthday cakes and signed his report cards. But the way he was looking at me right now wasn’t the way a son looks at his mother. It was hungry. Male. Possessive.

Beverly arrived too, as she wished Stephanie a happy birthday, gave me and Felix an annoying look. The cake was gigantic and Stephanie cheered as she turned twenty-six by cutting her cake. It was time for gifting. Her father gifted her a house in Miami. She shrieked happily in excitement, Beverly gave her the keys to a Lamborghini aventador, she hugged Beverly. Felix hands her the luxury gift bag. She unraveled the bag and shouted in excitement. “Oh my God. Felix” she hugged him, almost crying. “This is so beautiful” she said to Felix as she stared at the heels.

Well, technically, he did. “Hi,” I greeted casually, already making my way past him toward the stairs. But before I could escape, he chuckled. “Is that how you greet your stepson? You do remember I’m older than you, right?” I stopped in my tracks, turned to face him, and folded my arms. “What do you want, Ethan?” He smirked, tilting his head slightly. “Did you like the gift?” My mind flickered back to one of the packages in my office. The note. The necklace. “Oh…” I muttered, realization dawning on me. “It was you?”

In fact, it was evident from his expression that he didn't want him here. Is it possible that Dominic is his stepson or an adopted child? My gaze shifted between him and Dominic, and my head shook violently. No, this is not acceptable at all because they have so many similarities that no one can argue they are not a true father and son. There is still something missing! "Wait a minute," he said as he spun around his backpack, "I have gifts for you all" he announced. "Oh really?" Ava jumped at her place like a kid. Her eyes shining like a kid's eyes shines when he gets his favourite candy.

Dan was truly an amazing man and I could see why my mom snagged him immediately. The triplets were really lucky having him as a dad and I guess...I was really ecstatic to have him as my stepfather. Gilda would lose her shit when she hears this. Not only has she been stopped from marrying Jason, she's also getting married to her crush and having her dad being lectured on his treatment of his daughter. If this wasn't a win, I'm not sure what is. "You're the best, honestly. I really didn't think it was this simple, but you've managed to change my mind. You're an awesome person for real," I praised, unable to stop.