Novel & Cerita My Stepmom Is My Girlfriend

But it was far from the simple, innocent connection I wanted it to be. He was my mate. The father of my unborn pup. But Alpha Lucien, my stepfather, the man who had claimed me as his own, had just seen us. The kiss. The undeniable spark between Kael and me. A shiver ran through every corner of my body, but it wasn’t from the chill in the air. It was the weight of what that moment meant. “Go to your apartment,” Kael’s voice was low, rough with urgency, as he stepped back from me.

His lips pressed to mine in the shadow of the prom corridor, his hands steady as he slipped me that card, whispering, I wouldn’t want it with anyone else. I blink the memory away just as she appears. My new “stepmother.” Perfect hair, diamond bracelet. She smelled like vanilla and money. Nice to finally meet you, Evan!” she said brightly, sweeping down the stairs like a scene from some soap opera. My dad crosses the room and kisses her cheek like she hung the stars. Gross. The woman reached us, perfume thick and expensive. “I’m so happy you’re here!” She cupped my face like I was some lost puppy. “And my son is going to love you. He’s always wanted a brother.”

It's been hard for me to move on, and I know that has hurt my family in different ways. "I'm taking a step already, I have a girlfriend." I lied through my teeth. "What? Really?" She screamed excitedly. "Stephanie, Bry got himself a fiancé," she told my sister, who might be in the room with her, and my jaws literally dropped. "I said girlfriend mother," I corrected her immediately. "Oh, please, you guys would get married sooner than you even know it." She said, and I rubbed my forehead. "Mom ...calm down first " I declared, trying to stop the excitement.

Not like it wasn't hurting me too, but I was trying to live with that fact. "Why can't you forget the step-sibling thing? You're not even related by blood. Your mom married Ryan's dad, who is now your stepfather, and you can date your stepfather's son, simply. I don't think there should be any offense in that," She told me. I nodded, "You know you do have a point," She chuckled, thinking that she had eon, "But no, thank you. I will stick to having him as a stepbrother rather than a boyfriend. We will be better that way." I finalized and she scoffed.

The usual problem for kids of divorced parents is their mom or dad's new partner, right? The evil step-mom, that mean old lady who stole your dad from your mom and broke up your family. That's what I heard a lot of the other kids complaining about. They'd say things like, “My dad's new girlfriend is such a bitch!” or “I wish he never met her!”

His father said, and he choked, coughing out the liquor he had in his mouth. "What?" He was surprised. Does that mean what Winter had said was true? "Dad, is she my stepsister?" Why didn't you tell me? Do you know how much I am in love with her? No way! "I refuse that kind of relationship; she is my girlfriend and my future wife, and that's it." He yelled, standing from the chair he was sitting on.

Jaxson simply added, emphasizing that I am his new woman. Their relationship is undoubtedly not in fine feather. He didn't give any respect to her, or even call Emily his mom. I only realized we were in front of the rest of the Madrigal family when Jaxson's step-mother, Emily, stepped back a little. Their reactions were almost identical as if I was a ghost ascended from the grave. Perhaps they just can't believe how Jaxson found a new girlfriend right after what happened to his ex-fiance and step-brother.

She even nodded which we responded. I heard dad cleared his throat. "So, son, how was she? Is it just fine? Will you accept our relationship?" he asked. I immediately looked at him and think for a second. Who am I not to give them a chance? "She will be now my step mom?" I politely asked. "If that will be just fine with you," "Can I just call her aunt Laura or aunt? I don't really know what should I call her." Dad just plastered a smile after hearing what I said. He knows that it's just fine with me.

I managed a slight laugh, but it got stuck in my throat. “I mean, Kaid and I are step-siblings.” I exhaled sharply. “Anyway, it’s all for the best,” I muttered and went up to my room. What I didn’t notice was the distant look Richard and my mother exchanged with each other.

However, he only believed the pillow talk whispered by my stepmother, Mary, and decided that I was the one who caused the death of his only son. My mother died giving birth to me. Before the first week after her funeral was even over, he brought a pregnant Mary into the house. That woman secured her position as the wife of the house by giving birth to a premature baby boy. Because of it, her body was damaged, and she could never have another child. So, Ethan became my dad’s entire world. After Ethan died, he treated me like a dog. He fed me dog food, made me sleep in a cage, and forced me to bark just to vent his useless rage and ease his guilt toward Mary.