Step Aunt Novels & Stories

Alexander "Alexander!" My aunt Patricia waved enthusiastically. "Come sit by us!" I made my way around the table, nodding to various family members. Uncle James and his wife Susan, cousin Michael with his new girlfriend, Grandmother Eleanor looking regal as ever, Grandfather William pretending to study the menu he'd memorized years ago. My stepbrother Henry slouched in his chair, probably nursing a hangover. "You're late," Father stated as I took my seat. "Traffic." I signaled the waiter for a scotch. "Scarlett, what an unexpected surprise."

"I could understand if even half of that 600 grand had been spent on Paisley. But you've only spent 38 grand on her for seven whole years? Cam spends more than that in a single year! "You're not stupid. Instead, you're incredibly cunning. You and your daughter lived well, eating and drinking comfortably while making Paisley serve you like a maid. "It's certainly not stupidity. It's greed. And that amount of greed just terrifies me." Uncle Randy's voice was hoarse as his anger grew. He was practically shaking when Aunt Athena stepped in to calm him down. Even so, Aunt Athena wasn't there to defend Aunt Leah. She gave me a look of sympathy before turning her icy glare toward Aunt Leah. "We won

MICHAELA The department store is busy on a Saturday. Marcus and I move through it slowly.. him with the cart, me with the list, both of us discovering in real time what it looks like when a father who missed twenty-four years tries to make up for some of it in a baby goods section. He holds up two versions of the same blanket and looks at me with the expression of a man who wants to get this right and does not have the reference points yet. "Both," I say.

Then I walked out of the room with my spine straight and my chin high, the way I'd learned to do in my first life. The way I would always do it, no matter what. Breakfast was a study in controlled chaos. Genevieve was at the center of it all, her golden hair gleaming in the morning light, her voice sweet and soothing as she poured tea and passed out plates. She moved through the room like she was performing a carefully choreographed dance, every gesture graceful and deliberate. She was wearing a pale pink dress that made her look like a flower, and her eyes were still red-rimmed from crying the night before. But she was smiling. She was always smiling.

It reminded him that he had left his companion, his fellow hunters and was here, hugging their enemy. The thought made him shove Aaron away, hard enough that the other man stumbled a step. Aaron blinked, surprise and hurt flashing across his face—but Ashton was already moving past him and heading into the house. The doors opened before he could reach for them. HStephen and Mary stood waiting inside, His adoptive parents. Who knows how long they've been waiting.

A silence louder than the train stretched among us, and I felt like I had pushed a bit too far, until my Aunt broke the silence. “We plan to do that, “ she began, then looked around the table like she wanted confirmation before continuing, “None of them or you are responsible for what others have done.” What she said is true. I've met the brothers, despite our business deal, and spoken briefly to their grandmother. They seem like friendly people, though they have greedy people around them. Pa's voice pulls me out of my daze. “We will make things right in due time.” Nodding in agreement, Mom said, “ Yes.” She looked down at her hands on her lap. “ I wish I knew what happened to my daughter.”

“I see the way you look at him.” I laughed it off. “It’s just clothes, Auntie Maria. Relax.” The lie tasted sour. She didn’t push, but I felt her watching me all day. “I see the moves you make on your stepfather. I might be old school but I know when a woman is after a man. Charlotte, think about how your mom will feel in all of these.”

I exclaimed playfully. Mom looked at him lovingly and retrieved the flowers, "Thank you, dear. You really didn't have to." "Ahem." Stephanie cleared her throat. Of course. "Dean, this is my cousin, Stephanie." I motioned to Stephanie. "Hey handsome." Steph smiled slyly. "Nice to meet you." Dean returned her smile. "My aunt Judy." I motioned to her and she stood up with a smile. "Pleasure to meet you, Dean." She walked over to Dean to give him a handshake.

I open the door and as soon as they sight me, they jump at me screaming, "Aunty Esther!!! " I battle to keep my balance when Dayo comes out of the kitchen. "Girls, give your aunt Esther some space. You didn't even come to greet me. "Dayo says and the girls come off me and run over to their father. "Daddy! "They both chorus spreading their arms for hugs from their father. "Don't daddy me. You didn't know I was around when you were hugging your aunt Esther. "He replies playfully whilst feigning jealousy.

She stands up, walks to the staircase, and smiles. “Booty Calls,” she says, then runs upstairs before her mother can respond. I chuckle and shake my head; I can add blunt to the list of character traits for my sexy stepsister. I stand quickly, making my escape. I make my way out of the house and into the Jag because, as Maija said, duty calls for my booty call. *********