My Stepfather And His Friends Novels & Stories

After nodding and taking one last look at her appearance, Steph exits her room. She meets her dad and brother in the living room watching the TV. "Where are you going to?" Brody asks the second he sets his eyes on her. "I'm meeting up with a friend," Steph replies. Her dad chuckles but says nothing. "The same friend you've been hanging out with and have failed to mention their name?" Steph smiles. "Yeah, that same friend." "I told you, son. It might be that Luke guy," their dad comments. Brody frowns on hearing that which only makes Steph grin.

He has been my father's trusted friend ever since they first met, and that friendship continues till today. Alpha Jethro is the only one of all the other Alphas who consistently has my father's back when it comes to any situation. He has very high standards, but at the same time, he is a genuinely nice person. Since that point in time and continuing to the present day, he has fulfilled the role of my stepfather.

Olive yelled crying. “Ohhh, Dear stepfather, I will take care of your heritage,” I said sitting on the floor beside Olivia. “What,” She asked, looking at me. “Yes Olivia you are my step-sister,” I said looking into her shocked eyes. “No, it can't be possible,” She said, biting her lips. “It is Olivia, My mother left my father because of him” I yelled, leaving her alone in her house. I lit up a cigarette before calling Joseph. “Hi Stephen,” He said as usual.

I was trying to get a clue as to what kind of man he was. A wizened old man shuffling slowly on his walking stick struggled as he climbed the podium. He was flanked by two hefty men in suits. "Thaddeus was just not loyal, but he was also a friend, my best friend, and believe me, friends are dangerous things to have in our line of work," The old man said. I glanced at Stephan again to look for any reaction but I got none. He just sat there unmoving. He must have hated his father. It was futile to keep on searching for empathy where there was none.

he whispered back and leaned away from me signaling the end of our conversation. "Finally you guys stopped your private conversation" he's stepmom groaned. "Why are we even here?" Stephano asked, his question directed to his father. "To have a get together of course, you need to bond with my new friends and quit this rival nonsense" His father demanded. "How about we don't even bother going there, you know this would be another fruitless conversation… Father" Stephano replied, his last word filled with so much spite. "I guess Stephano never really grew up to welcome changes" Richard mocked.

After taking my phone, I then headed out of my room to the living room as she requested. Upon getting to the living room, I saw my stepmom and her friend who brought her son over. I greeted them and they answered to my greeting even my step mom's friend and I was surprised, my Stepmom's friends barely acknowledge my presence but they adore my son. My stepmom has a lot of friends, more like a gossip group that I can't keep track of each one of their name, but when I see them they know about me, and when I hear them call my Stepmom's name I make sure to greet them before they go back to complain and call me a disrespectful girl to my stepmom.

My stepfather owned several businesses, held multiple positions, and had offices all over the place. "My office at the company," he clarified. I sighed internally. "Alright. I’ll be there shortly, sir." "You can call me stepdad, you know," he said suddenly. I sighed, "Okay, stepdad. I’ll be there soon." The moment I ended the call, I groaned, rubbing my temples. "Shit." I turned to Maggie, who was standing in the doorway, arms crossed. "I can’t go with Rodrigo tonight, I might have to meet up with them later. My stepfather wants to see me."

Chelsea Breakfast was one hell of an exciting affair for everyone except me. I didn't mean to, but the moment I stepped out and saw him, my countenance changed. I hoped my step mom would not notice that the smile I flashed her as I took my place next to her was a bogus one. My step brother, Aldrich had prepared breakfast and he was all smiles. His eyes found mine and I looked away. "Good morning, Auntie Naomi. Good morning, dad.", I greeted with my eyes on my plate. Dad nodded as his mouth was stuffed with food and auntie Naomi patted my hair.

Not wanting to spend more time in the presence of those who did not truly like me or showed fake concern to earn my favor, I called my friends, Zharn, who was with Sophie and Jax. They were the only ones I had, and not too long after, they were around to comfort me. My father's vast estate, which looked greener during the day, was dark. It was dark because darkness had consumed the life of those who were truthfully pained by my father's passing away. I sat in the room he specially made to welcome guests as my stepmother's friends and confidantes sat next to her, offering more sympathy. Most of them didn't even like her, but that wasn't my cue to tell. I'll leave her abusive smart ass to deci

Carolina Alcântara Al-Makki I take a deep breath before entering my father-in-law Salim's room. It saddened me to see how old age was taking a toll on his health. My husbands were also sad, witnessing how the man who encouraged them to become brothers rather than rivals in our triad was now suffering. He had taught them, through his own experiences, how to handle conflicts. My father-in-law was the reason Bruno and Hassan became like brothers, ensuring they stayed united and prioritized my needs.