My Stepmom Novels & Stories

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.”

During the summer of my eighth grade, my dad got me a stepmom. He was 42 years old, and the woman was four years older than him. They did not register their marriage or have a wedding. One day, out of nowhere, that woman suddenly showed up in our house. Just like that, she entered the place I had lived in for all my fourteen years without any warning. When I saw this chubby, dark-skinned woman, I felt nothing but disgust and dislike.

“You should really step your game up, dad, or mom might leave you.” “I’m plenty romantic son, let’s see how romantic you are when you’re not spending my money renting Scottish castles.” I snicker as the two of them bicker, and we huddle together to watch mom’s favorite movie for the fifteenth time. I smile at my family's happy faces, mom smiling as the movie begins, and my dad's eyes are filled with love and my heart sitting next to me. We’ll be one weird but loving family, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m looking forward to spending the rest of my life with my stepbrother.

“Lucy, you’re saying you saw some man leave the yard gate unlocked?!” Dad stood outside the gate, his bloodshot eyes locked onto me. I sneered inwardly. Look at how much he loved my younger brother, Ethan. In my previous life, I explained over and over that I had locked the gate properly. 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 son is truly sharp! He takes right after me when it comes to women he has excellent taste." Henry just shook his head, chuckling softly. Then, Mathilda turned her attention back to me. "Ma'am Solana... I honestly thought you were Henry's sister." "Why is that?" Freddie looked at her. "Because Henry's mom looks so young." Freddie laughed out loud. "Solana is his stepmom." After saying that, he looked at me with immense pride. "My wife is indeed still very young. She's still studying." I offered a faint smile. But before I could even say a word, Freddie laughed again.

After spending a very long time with them, she decided to leave, but Zach's stepmom was not going to let her leave like that. “You can’t leave without having dinner with us.” "Zach's stepmom," said Kayla with a very loud voice from up above. Kayla was not very sure of who she is because the last time she dropped him home, she saw the lady, but she wasn’t sure if she was Zach’s mom, so she looked at Zach for an explanation. “She’s my stepmom.” Kayla opened her eyes wider than normal when she heard what he said. “Good day, ma’am.” Kayla hugged her with a bright smile on her face.Zach didn’t know how to feel about the hug because he and his stepmom aren’t really

Is it that important that you have to stop the car in the middle of nowhere not letting me enjoy the nature " She said This girl is really annoying "Well.. We will soon get to my dad house and i want to tell you that today is really a special day so most of my families will be there and when i talk about family, i mean my dad, my mom, my granny, my uncle with his two sons, my second late uncle adopted daughter and my barren step mom " i said and she gave me the "seriously " look "Why did you have to call your step mom barren?? That's unfair " She said I can't tell her my mom is the second wife and my dad got married to her because my step mom was unable to give him any child and also i can'

I just feel like I have been pushed to the edge countless times. My stepmother. My stepsister. And now officially, Weston’s mother.

Ashton's POV. Stepmom? That’s a big term. I never really considered Kira, or any of Mr. Jones's numerous women, as my stepmom. I accepted the fact that I have step-siblings, whom I don’t get along with much, but stepmoms? Nah, that’s too much. She must have said those words to piss me off or to actually think of herself as my stepmom. Hilarious. Everything that happened was amusing, silly, wild, and super crazy, but no matter how hard I try to deny it, I can’t. Fucking her was the best. She’s the first woman to drive me to insanity when it comes to sex, matching my energy with raw energy.

I told her. He looked at them and they quickly shook their head. Mom is their stepmother which is supposed to be a problem for them. Most stepsons usually disrespect their stepmothers but against the respect her like a mother since she has been with them for so long. Of course she also forgot me in the process because she got better children that she never asked for.