Real Stepmom Stories Novels & Stories

When he got home that day, he had just found out he has much bigger debt that he could take hence, he took out his anger on me and Mom. When I ran away, he realized his mistake and came clean to mom but mom was not having it and it took a year for Dad to win her over again, and then came our little John. But this time, Mom being the superwoman she is, she didn’t continue with her stay-at-home-mom status but instead took a job at Royal Villa to help Dad with his debts. Since then, Little John is our duty as well and we love it, at least I do. I love pups, they are the sweetest and purest kind. They won’t judge and will always laugh at your poor jokes so its a win-win situation.

"You're so young, Juliette. Too young to be facing these trials. Disrespectful stepchildren. Rogue women mocking you. Family politics at every turn." I shook my head. "It's not as bad as you think." "Isn't it?" "No." I smiled gently. "Before I came here, I lived with my stepmother and her family. They hated me. Stole from me. Made me feel worthless every single day of my life. They dressed me in rags and told me I was a burden." Vivienne listened silently.

“Mom, you don’t need to be so humble! “You raised me all these years. I’d be an ungrateful daughter if I allowed an outsider to offend you! “Between getting married and doing what’s right, which one do you think is more important to me?” Emerald’s heart skipped a beat, but she could not force a smile.

"Let’s go into your house. I want to see where you grew up." He follows me up the creaking stairs to my old third-floor walk-up. The air is stale, the floral wallpaper peeling like dead skin. I walk to the small kitchenette where I used to brew my mother's tea, the memory of her scent still clinging to the walls. "Did any charity organizations help your mother?" Ethan asks casually, leaning against the doorframe with his hands shoved deep into his pockets. "What was the name of the clinic they sent her to?" "Yes, they were wonderful. They treated her for free at their own facility," I say, running a finger over a dusty countertop. "The St. Jude’s Outreach. Why?"

Ch-3 --------------------- So everything was set in motion. Mom's treacherous old man was flying off with his Jezebel, a nondescript 40 year old 'housewife' from the agency following them with a matchbox camera. I for my part was asked, begged by my wonderful mom to try out this swap club. I told her I would do it for her and only her (and that $10,000 too of course; I was offered half.) Mom and I arrived at the club. It was two cities away. Given that and the fact that mom had never been there before, no one raised an eyebrow over me. They just thought she was a cougar on the prowl.

DADDY MAKES ME ONE OF HIS BIMBOS: A QUICKIE From the moment my mother married my stepfather, Grant, things haven’t been the same. Mom works in corporate America; her job often pulls her away from home for months at a time. Grant, however, owns his own business, which he started after being laid off from his corporate job. Grant and mom had a pretty fast courtship, but that’s none of my business. I guess she really wanted someone she could trust to watch my brothers and I while she was away making money to support the family.

"I want to tell you so maybe you'll understand." "Okay, I'm listening." "Jero and I are stepsiblings. I never knew my real father, and I have no idea where Jero's mom is. No one ever talked about her." I circle back, not wanting to get off track. "His dad married my mom when I was ten and from there we lived a pretty normal life. I thought once my mom got married, she might slow down. She worked for this fancy bank, although I'm not sure what she did. For as long as I can remember, my mom lived and breathed for work. I spent more time with babysitters than anyone else."

Mom requested. ****

She laughed, turned around, and licked my lip to soothe the sting. Dinner was exceptional, and our family conversation was good. Steph spent a great deal of time talking to my mother and Cassidy. Camden came up to me, took my hand, and led me to the floor to build blocks with him. All of a sudden, I heard my mom ask Steph how we met. Panic washed over me as I feared Steph would tell her she was that teen back then. I quickly walk to them to do the talking but my mom shut me up and she explained she was the same teen that we dated six years ago. MY mom became silent for a while, I held her hand and was going to speak but to my surprise my mom stood up and open her eyes wide to come. She embra

Ajike's mom says, “Slowly will be better than rushing, tomorrow, show yourself to the daughter, let her see the reality in you and your husband, she will convince her mom, and those culprits must be fished out among your siblings, at least, you heard her saying that Omolaso's father save her life, though she has never told me anything about herself, we all heard her say something of such,” the landlady said,