Step Mom Stories Novels & Stories

I whispered and open the messages. “What!” I didn't know when I excavated it. My breath was shallow and the chest tightened. I drew the phone closer again. I had to go to my laptop and open my mails. Plenty of messages, I just have to start from one. I saw another shocking picture. “This can't be!” Is she trying to bring dad down? For what? What will she gain? Dad's enemy. “The Millers” My stepmom is having meetings at different spots with them. For almost thirty years she has been my dad's wife, why now? What got into her?

✧FAITH ZEICAN LEE✧ Poppy was crying uncontrollably as she recounted what had happened to her when she was five years old. Her voice trembled with fear as she described how her father had nearly suffocated her with a pillow. She shared the chilling conversation she overheard between her dad and stepmom after the incident.

I was born to a wealthy family, my mom died while I was four and my dad got married to my stepmom who happens to be my nanny back then before my mom’s death. I guess he got married to her because she used to take good care of me back then. At first she felt like the coolest and a stepmom sent from above but things changed when dad died and I knew she never loved me. I used to boast of having a good stepmom until I overheard her conversation with a buyer when my dad died that she will sell me to the person for prostitution. I know why she wants to sell me, I am the one to take over my dad's company after his dead and she couldn’t stand me running the company.

Follow the love, passion, desire and heartbreak and drama of Sarah, Liam and his father Riley *#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#"#*#*#*#*#" Dear Stepdaddy Introduction: My mother remarried but as I would find out along the way it was out of convenience and not out of love....from her side aniways.... My stepfather was a dashing, incredibly sexy older man with his own desires..... My mother was so blind and didn't see how unhappy my stepfather became in the marriage till the point of almost giving up.... But I wasn't blind! I saw it all! He tried, he really did but she was so stupid to see that gorgeous loving and caring man in front of her who was slowly dying inside, starved of affection and love from her!

Leon opened the chat app, his eyes narrowing as he read the incoming message: "Bro, how's it going today? Still at war with your new 'stepmother'?" With fingers trembling with emotion, Leon replied: "It's terrible, Dra. She's getting more and more persistent. She cooks for me, tries to strike up conversations. My dad told her to persuade me, he said. I can't get rid of her from this house. This house is full of memories of Mum, you know? If she stays here, I'll go crazy."

My step-dad The slap I received was giving me so much that I lost my mind. Is that what you call a mother? Mom: stop pretending to be a saint, do you understand? You disappoint me Ashley Me: do you think I'm capable of doing this kind of thing? Mom: Ashley do you see the video? Look at you begging him Me: Didn't you tell yourself it's the effect of a product? What am I going to do with louis? Is that my type?

During the summer of my eighth grade, my dad got me a stepmom. He was 42 years old, and the woman was four years older than him. They did not register their marriage or have a wedding. One day, out of nowhere, that woman suddenly showed up in our house. Just like that, she entered the place I had lived in for all my fourteen years without any warning. When I saw this chubby, dark-skinned woman, I felt nothing but disgust and dislike.

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.

Facing the judgmental stares around me, I spoke coldly, "You worked so hard? Mom, ask yourself this. You were the one who insisted on helping me take care of Ciara. And after that, I bought you and Dad an apartment upstairs from mine. Now, you're asking me to pay you?" Mom's expression stiffened. Then, she forced herself to continue, "I only helped because I knew you were struggling. Besides, you only paid the down payment on that apartment." The crowd started whispering again. At that moment, Howard came rushing over. He grabbed Mom, putting on a pained expression, and spoke in a righteous tone, "Vanessa! How could you do this to Mom? Yes, she made a mistake. But you can't be this heartless

His thumb pressed against the pulse point under my jaw, feeling the frantic skip of my heart. "I am keeping what I paid for," he growled. "I spent three years playing the 'nice' stepfather. I listened to your mother’s drunken stories. I sat through your school plays. I watched you bring home boys who weren't fit to wash your car. I did it all because I knew that one day, the debt would come due. And I am a man who always collects." He leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. The sensation sent a traitorous jolt of electricity through my body. I hated myself for the way my breath hitched.