Real Step Mom Novels & Stories

Keona held her cheek, “See what I said, minions, they came to your defense immediately, and Eveline, don’t you dare call my pregnancy unwanted when none of you know the feeling of being a mom.” “I know the feeling,” I answered. Keona snickered, “I’m not talking about being a stepmom, I’m talking about being a real mom.” A lot of people have said that, and I never cared, but hearing it from Keona’s mouth sounds like a sharp slap on the cheek. “Keona!!” Both Eveline and Hayes yelled at the same time.

Jasmine smiled and started eating from the ramyeon ****** *The blue house* "Dad" Rachel called immediately she got home "What's wrong?" Evelyn, Her mom asked "Mom, I wanna attend Reality talent school" she pouted "Did something happened Stephanie?" Mrs Montez asked Stephanie is her daughter's personal and most trusted maid.. and Rachel do treat her well like a sister "Did something happened?" Evelyn asked again and Rachel quickly signal to Stephanie "No ma'am, nothing happened. She just likes the school that's all" Stephanie lied

"Mom... I mean, stepmother... you... you want me to do the dishes? Clean the house?" My stepmother's eyes softened, a hint of vulnerability seeping through her facade. "Yes, Bethany. I think it's time for a change. We all need to do our part to keep our home running smoothly. You can start by helping out with the chores." Bethany's disbelief was mirrored in my own expression. Our stepmother had never shown an ounce of interest in household responsibilities, leaving the burden on our shoulders. It felt like an alternate reality, a dream that bordered on surreal.

I open it standing in the kitchen with my coffee in my other hand. It is short. Gloria has always understood that brevity is more strategic than length when you are building toward something. She has heard about the pregnancy. She does not say how. She wants to establish contact. She is willing to discuss the debt, the money, a settlement that works for everyone. She says she has been thinking about things. She says she wants to do better. She signs it Mom.

Mom had given them all to Tara. "Fine." I turned and left the house, the one that had stopped being mine after I turned ten. The next day, Tara reported to the company. Mom accompanied and introduced her to the department heads to make sure they would take good care of her. My colleagues couldn’t hide their envy. "Mrs. Salem really takes care of her niece! I wish I had such a generous aunt!" "I heard Mrs. Salem has another daughter. I wonder how good she is to her own daughter."

I don't know what Audrey is thinking! As I listened to Mom rant, an idea popped into my head. I took a breath, cleared my throat, and said with a smile, "Mom, do you know who Ms. Lawson's freeloading old loser is?" "Do you know who it is?" Mom responded, curious. I smiled. "Not only do I know him, but you've probably heard of him too. It's just that, since you've never met him, you don't recognize him." "Now I'm even more curious. Who is it? Tell me!"

I’ve spent years imagining it. Our family dynamic looks normal from the outside. Kelly plays the perfect step-mom—always asking about my day, cooking my favorite meals, laughing at my dumb jokes. She even helped me through my breakup last year, letting me cry on her shoulder while her big soft tits pressed against my chest.

Mom fired at us as soon as we entered the house. “Good afternoon to you too mom!”. I rolled my eyes at how much she was being dramatic. “What is good about the afternoon? After you and your dad have forsaken me? I will soon leave the house for you both”. Mom dramatically stated. Mom it’s a writer and I think her writing is catching up with her in real life. Because she likes to act like a novel character way too much. Thankfully it’s fun to watch.

"How much did my mom pay you? I'll double it. Now get out." I'd barely stepped into Jace's office before he threw that at me. Wow. We spawned straight into nightmare mode. No wonder he was the hardest guy in Bayford to crack. The second I thought about those ten properties, my motivation came roaring back. Didn't matter how impossible he was. For ten properties, I'd crawl through hell smiling. I pressed my lips together. "You already know your mom paid me to be here, so why waste money offering double?"

Seeming to recall all the ways she had treated me in the past, Mom's face flushed red and white. She thought for a moment, then forced a smile and promised me, "If you just help Hailey get treatment this time, I'll give you whatever you want! You're working now, so you probably need a car. I'll buy you one! And your wedding with Ashton? I'll plan the whole thing for you! Caroline, just trust me one more time..." "Enough!" I cut her off impatiently, pinching the bridge of my nose with annoyance in my voice. "I'm not a three-year-old. I'm not falling for any more of your empty promises. Mom, just go. And don't come back again."