Real Stepmom Stories Novels & Stories

Bradley clenched his teeth and warned sternly, "How dare you say that?" "I dare! I absolutely dare!" Felix's face twisted into a pitiful expression as if he could burst into tears any moment. "Once you marry her, you'll have your own kids. And if my stepmother bullies me, you'll probably say it's my fault!" Chuckling with a hint of frustration, Bradley asked,, "What kind of nonsense have you been reading?" "My friend told me his Daddy did the same thing! And the storybooks say that when you get a stepmom, you'll get a stepdad too!"

Tyler POV When my dad told me that he was marrying, I thought he would marry a woman his age or something but it was a shocker to me to see a pretty girl in her twenties as his wife, with golden-blonde long hair, and blue eyes, slim curvy body, so gorgeous "Wait, am I checking my stepmom out?" I groaned as I entered my room, not to lie to myself, why I was checking her out was because she's my type, just like I want them, curvy slim, gorgeous, good, and perfect "Fuck, how on Earth did I have the same type with my dad?" I muttered in a frustrated tone.

Oh how much I missed her this past few days even though we've been talking on phone, I still missed her. " I see you've met your grand kids?. "Yes dear, and they are so adorable. You know Damien is so handsome I won't be surprised when we start having girls lined up our doors and Lisa she's already a beauty, and Emma, that munchkin is going to be a real beauty when she grows up. She rambled. Damien and Lisa who were standing behind her gave a shy smile. "Mum, You know they are behind you right?. "So? it's the truth. And people there's my mum always so straight forward.

Given the fact that my mum was in a serious near death experience twelve hours ago, she’s looking amazingly well. “Just typical, isn’t it?” She mutters as she grabs another peanut m&m. “Everyone in the real housewives has a hot tub and none of theirs houses burned down.” Dani just smiles and offers me an m&m. “No thank you,” I shake my head. “But then I suppose they had the real thing and wasn’t swimming around in a discarded birthing pool.”

Entering the portal, I realized we had traveled back in time. * Some weeks ago * " Mom.. mom.. over here Mom " A little boy dragged his mom over to a stall where puddings were being sold. " No, Damon.. no puddings for you, " His mom said and then turned to leave, dragging the little boy with her. " Mo,m, please. " Damon pleaded, then faked a sad face but His mom refused and only walked on. Damon sighed and then walked after his mom. His mom suddenly stopped like a strong force held her down and confused Damon turned to her mom with a raised brow.

Real friends. My mom retired. Moved to the city. Lives ten minutes away. Babysits whenever we need her. Dominic still runs the company. But differently. Less control. More trust. More human. We're happy. Not perfect. We still fight. Still have complications. Still deal with family drama and work stress and all the normal things. But we're happy. And when Rose asks me someday, when she's old enough to understand about how we met, I'll tell her: "Your dad bid fifty thousand dollars at an auction and changed my life."

Everyone knows she’s just jealous. I smiled despite everything. *Thanks man. I appreciate it.* More texts came in. Other kids from school. Some I barely knew. *Your real mom is way prettier than your stepmom lol* *That lady’s posts were unhinged. Your mom didn’t even respond which makes her look classy af* *My mom said Vivian Cross is having a midlife crisis. Is that true?* I didn’t respond to all of them. But I saved them. Because they were proof that people saw the truth. That Vivian’s lies weren’t working.

"Get away from me, you psycho!" But he whipped out his phone, started a live stream, and began screaming at the passersby. "Everyone, look! "This is Alera, my legal stepdaughter. For ten years, I took care of her mom and kept her perfectly satisfied. From the balcony to the kitchen and bathroom, I satisfied her mom in every corner of the house. "But now that she's a CEO, she refuses to give me a dime when I ask. I guess all these years of looking after her mom were for nothing!"

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!"

"See this? This is a man named Oliver Erickson who lives in Unit 602, Building 3 of Smoraville Residences. "He's her son. She has more than one child, yet she only harasses Diana endlessly! And it's because she wants to milk Diana to fund her precious son! "Here's the video I took at the bank. She gets her pension on the ninth of every month! She used to be employed at a steel factory workshop before she retired!" The news dropped like a bombshell, and everyone went absolutely nuts. Right then, Mom spotted me. She was about to rush over when the crowd blocked her way.