Step Mom Stuck Novels & Stories

“Thank God.” I kept my mouth shut, for fear that if I kept talking, I might end up cursing at her. Damn it, Mom! She used to be so different. These days, it felt as though she barely saw anything beyond Damien or her work. She was only ever home when Damien was. At least on the few occasions when he bothered to tell her his whereabouts. She was so dedicated to that man. That cheating man. Exposing him would mean exposing myself, wouldn’t it? The irony.

“I will take care of you and the baby. I will be the father I ought to be.” Olivia looked at me with blatant provocation, as if saying: You lost. My heart ached. What did he mean by "finally"? Was not my own daughter his child as well? He was forsaking his own flesh and blood to care for the child of his stepmother? A child conceived from such a twisted union? “Mommy… why is Daddy taking care of someone else? Shouldn’t he be taking care of us?” My daughter looked up at me, confused and hurt. Though her voice was soft, it carried across the hall, reaching the ears of several onlookers.

I ask trying to defend my mother seeing as I could see the hurt in her eyes. "Amber I'm sorry, but I have to!" He says, beginning to lose his temper. Why does he have to? Does he really love her so much that he just has to jump ship? Was he cheating on my mom the entire time they were dating too? "Jack, Andrea's gonna be your step-sister. Don't fucking cheat on me." I say, disregarding Dave and focusing my attention on Jack. "And who said anything about me moving into that house? We're getting a place together babe." Jack calls out as he wraps me in his arms.

My dad even tried multiple times to force my mom to get an abortion, but she refused. His attitude toward her just got colder and colder. The staff followed his lead. They were still polite to me, but they treated my mom with increasing disrespect. Then one day, Megan mopped the floor and deliberately poured extra detergent everywhere, causing my mom to slip and fall. She lost the baby. After that, my mom’s health, already fragile, went downhill fast. She never recovered. Seeing her in that state, my dad sneered and said, “You look half-dead. It’s disgusting,” before abandoning her entirely.

My dad told me he was also a late grower. Only got his growth spurt when he was 16. My stepmom’s face changes when she sees my reaction and grabs my neck, cutting off my air supply. “Stop looking at me like that, with the same face as your goddamn father. You will love me, right? You can love me in his place? You need to love me.” She looks crazy. I grab her hand, trying to get myself free but she is too strong. By tiny hands are nothing in comparison to her stronger ones.

Mom looked sick “You weren’t supposed to come here.” “I wasn’t supposed to lose forty million dollars either.” Tomás immediately moved slightly in front of me.The stranger noticed then his gaze shifted between us carefully,then to Sofia I could see as recognition flashed across his face instantly. “So the attachment reports were accurate.” Every instinct inside me screamed. “Who the hell are you?” He smiled faintly. “Someone trying to clean up a mess your mother helped create.” Mom stepped forward suddenly. “No more tests.” “That stopped being your decision months ago.”

Mr Kim couldn't hide his curiosity as well. “She is my dad's first love, but my mother drugged him and had me,” he smiled and did a little dramatic twirl, “but when my Stepmom tried to confront her, she burnt her with hot oil and that's why she has to color her face like that. My step mom used to be a children's doctor, but she had to give it up since her face scared the children. But I don't have to go to the hospital when I'm sick, thanks to that,” he finished his gossip just in time for the couple to return with tear stained red faces.

Stephan, are you hiding something from me? He recognized the tone of worry in her voice and was upset at himself that he was hiding things from her. However, deep down, he couldn’t tell her the whole truth that he was the real target of the stalker. "There's nothing else to be said, Mom. I promise to keep you updated." His mother didn't sound convinced but she let the topic go for now. “Anyways, your father and I are putting together a small family dinner and we would love it if you could bring them along”

Because, as her stepmother approached, her body froze again due to an unexpected circumstance. ‘It's not yet the appropriate time,’ Poppy thought, rejecting it as a reality. She is not ready to confront her stepmother and does not want to hear about her betrayal. In fact, her stepmother immediately kowtowed near her feet, on the opposite side from where Robin was sitting. Carita sobbed and held her thigh to support her lowered head. “Stella, Mommy misses you so much. Where have you been throughout this time? I apologize for only finding you now…”

Moan for me, Mom! Let your husband hear how much pleasure you're feeling while I'm pounding you, harder!” Henry, my stepson, was on top of me, pounding on me, while right beside us lay my dying husband. I knew my husband could hear us, but Henry was wild, vulgar, and somewhat sadistic. It was as if he were intentionally letting his father hear this moment.