Snow White Stepmother Novels & Stories

She had personally chosen it when she moved into the mansion, insisting it be imported from Italy because she believed nothing less would suit the grandeur of the Lockwood estate. Now those beautiful lights blurred in her fading vision, swaying gently, though perhaps it was her eyesight that swayed instead. Hollow eyes stared back at her, and in that reflection, she saw not the elegant socialite admired by high society or the proud wife of a powerful billionaire, but something far uglier, the cruel wife, the wicked woman, the “evil stepmother,” the title whispered behind her back with contempt. A faint, broken laugh escaped Clara’s lips before dissolving into a choking cough that brought fre

Every time he tried to close his eyes, images of Sonya reappeared: her soft lips when he kissed her, the small moans that escaped her mouth, the warmth of her body that fit perfectly with his. The night before, it had started as an evil plan to drive her away, a crazy idea from Andra. But now? It had turned into an obsession. "Why can't I stop thinking about her? She's my stepmother, damn it. This is a huge mistake." His mind spun like a broken wheel—one side hating himself for betraying the memory of his mother, Melinda, who had always been a sacred figure in this house.

True power came from controlling things other people feared touching. Darkness. Forbidden magic. Ancient forces. And that woman… The witch. She understood ambition better than anyone I had ever met. A soft laugh echoed through the chamber shadows suddenly. “She still consumes your thoughts.” I didn’t turn immediately. “You say that like it surprises you.” The witch slowly emerged from the darkness near the staircase, her black robes dragging unnaturally against the stone floor behind her. Even after all these years, her presence still disturbed the air itself. Cold.

Having had enough with the direction of my thoughts, I shoved the blanket off me, stepping out of the room to go get some fresh air. So far, I had little remaining to do here. I had reached out to the international werewolf council who had been searching for Sienna for quite some while. It gave me the shivers that she had done something of that magnitude and yet hadn’t been caught. Well, considering her father’s status, it was obvious the apple didn’t fall far from the tree. As I stood in the courtyard, breeze blew my hair backwards; making me sigh at the cool air caressing my cheeks.

haven’t even seen his eyes change. I feel the command take over me. I respond, “ I claimed her as a newborn, “Dad shakes his head. “Why wasn’t I informed? Why did you hide this from me? How could I not notice all these years? “ his gaze falls onto Mom. “ some mate you are he scoffs. You would have our daughter lie to me and hide the truth. It bothers me that you didn't share that moment with me. It’s typical of you to be so selfish. Why did I even marry you? “ He snarls at Mom, getting ready to strike her. I shift, but I don’t feel any pain. It was on instinct I jumped in front of Mom, taking the strike from Dad's hand. I’m thrown back, hitting the wall. I began to cry. My wolf was bleeding

“You’re nothing but a spineless, despicable and shameless person. Is this it? What you wanted?“ I asked, disgust laid in my voice. She smiled pushed her hair backwards, standing straight, smiling cockily at me, her cheeks red with the imprint of my palms. “Yes, yes, yes. I’m all of that! I’m disgusting and a vile person. I know it all. It doesn’t take away the fact that Matthew is mine and not hers so why should I leave him for her? She stole him from me. I waited all my life for my mate and what did I get in return? What did I get? He was already mated to some sad excuse of a wolf. His father-“

he was about to leave when he saw the girl's eyes were on him, her eyes were captivating and filled with lust, her face so charming as she moaned, Tyler's eyes were on hers too, she's exactly his type, from every angle and part of her body, her voice was to his liking too. He looked at her one more time and left, it was true that she was his type but there was one huge wall blocking the way, and that's she is married to his dad, she is his fucking stepmom, and he doesn't believe in any god but that moment he cursed every god there is in existence, his dick was still hard but he ignored it and went to his room, he undressed and hit the shower, water cascades his body washing away both the bar

They were the same color as mine – an unsettling shade of amber that seemed to glow in the dark. More memories assaulted me, each one a fresh blow to my already reeling mind. My stepmother's sneering face appeared, her voice dripping with contempt. "If you haven't shifted by now, tell me when it's going to happen?'' She had spat, her eyes flashing with malice. ''Look at Agatha, she hasn't even reached eighteen but already has the abilities of a wolf." And then there was Josiah's voice, his tone oozing with disdain.

What happened to everybody? “My mom…” “I told you this already—your stepdaddy is on his way to get her. And if we don’t leave now, he’s going to get us too.” “Damien? But why would he…?” “Ugh! What’s with this bitch, anyway? Why do we need to bring her along?” The woman from before was walking next to them. She had short blond hair in a pixie cut and a very pretty face that seemed fixed in a scowl. Liz had seen how maliciously she eyed her, like Liz was dirt beneath her feet. It was all too much. It’s not like she asked to be brought along. She’d rather stick with her mom.

Silje asked, “Evil witch? Cursed?” Kail grinned confidently. “Yes. Once I become the official heir to the corporation, I will get rid of my evil stepmother as soon as possible. I have been waiting for that day for a very long time. The day I become the master of Bruntland mansion.” “But why? You should be able to do that right now if you wanted to.” At her logical assessment, Kail smiled coldly.