Step Mother Novels & Stories

I smirked and she stared at me with shock written over her face. “How did you know all that?” “Remember you said it the other day? So yeah, I know” I replied, sitting on the couch as she stood in front of me. “Good that you've know. And deliberately speaking, I'm carrying Aldrich's baby and we're both going to be reunited soon. You can't keep staying with him. I studied you and found out you're even his stepsister. How shameless of you” She spat at my face and my heart bled.

And by the way… you can call me mom from now on, my dear. ''Really?'' I focused my cold gaze to her with a raised brow, the corner of my mouth curved into a smirk. ‘‘Are you sure, mommy?’’ ‘‘Of course, sweetheart!’’ she said, hurrying forward and grabbed my hand. ‘‘We are family, Celestine... Although I’m your stepmother, I can treat you like my own daughter just like how I am treating your sister…’’ What's her drama this time? I couldn't help but chuckle as I wrenched my hand away from her grip. ‘‘I apologize, but I don’t need another mother. I only have one mother and her name is Sandra…’’

I mumbled, placing the cup I was holding on the counter before leaving the kitchen with Sophia. We sat on the couch together in the living room. I leaned into the couch with my legs crossed, contemplating whether I should tell her now or not. “What's the deal with you and that lady?” She asked after a minute of silence. I huffed, “Well, she's my stepmother. My Dad got married to her after my Mom died when I was five years old.” I said. “ And she hates me and finds every opportunity to insult me because she couldn't give him a child.”

“Your new stepmother.” Stepmother. I was twenty-one. She couldn’t have been more than thirty-two. Barely eleven years between us. My chest burned with something close to resentment but laced with a wicked curiosity I couldn’t admit to myself. That night at dinner, I learned she grew up in Texas, worked as a fitness trainer for wealthy housewives, and met Dad when he joined her yoga class in Scottsdale. My dad had been alone for years after Mom died of cancer. I should have been happy for him. But every time her lips wrapped around the edge of her wine glass, I imagined them wrapping around something else.

But it was far from the simple, innocent connection I wanted it to be. He was my mate. The father of my unborn pup. But Alpha Lucien, my stepfather, the man who had claimed me as his own, had just seen us. The kiss. The undeniable spark between Kael and me. A shiver ran through every corner of my body, but it wasn’t from the chill in the air. It was the weight of what that moment meant. “Go to your apartment,” Kael’s voice was low, rough with urgency, as he stepped back from me.

Not standing beside Kelan pretending to be his perfect Luna, but plotting with Valor to take everything for ourselves. "I'm sure he'll her number tonight," I mentioned casually. "Finally stopped calling her every five minutes." "About time," Valor muttered. "His obsession with that girl was getting pathetic." "She's my step-sister you know," I revealed quietly. Valor's eyebrows rose in surprise. "Step-sister? You never mentioned that before." I set the glass down and walked to the window, looking out at the pack grounds below. "Her father was with my mother once," I explained. "Before he met Melissa's mother. My mother got pregnant but he denied it and moved on. Built a whole life with Melis

His lips pressed to mine in the shadow of the prom corridor, his hands steady as he slipped me that card, whispering, I wouldn’t want it with anyone else. I blink the memory away just as she appears. My new “stepmother.” Perfect hair, diamond bracelet. She smelled like vanilla and money. Nice to finally meet you, Evan!” she said brightly, sweeping down the stairs like a scene from some soap opera. My dad crosses the room and kisses her cheek like she hung the stars. Gross. The woman reached us, perfume thick and expensive. “I’m so happy you’re here!” She cupped my face like I was some lost puppy. “And my son is going to love you. He’s always wanted a brother.”

"My son is truly sharp! He takes right after me when it comes to women he has excellent taste." Henry just shook his head, chuckling softly. Then, Mathilda turned her attention back to me. "Ma'am Solana... I honestly thought you were Henry's sister." "Why is that?" Freddie looked at her. "Because Henry's mom looks so young." Freddie laughed out loud. "Solana is his stepmom." After saying that, he looked at me with immense pride. "My wife is indeed still very young. She's still studying." I offered a faint smile. But before I could even say a word, Freddie laughed again.

"We'll see about that." As My stepfather nodded, a door behind him opened, and a tall, imposing figure emerged. His eyes were cold, calculating, and seemed to bore into my very soul. "This is Victor, our... enforcer," Bruno said, his voice low and cautious. Victor's gaze never left mine, his presence exuding an aura of menace. "Victor will... guide you through the process," My stepfather said, his voice dripping with an unsettling sweetness. "He'll teach you the ways of our family, and ensure your loyalty."

she explained and I swallowed hard at the mention of his name again and although I told myself I didn't wanna think of this morning anymore, I couldn't stop my travelling thoughts from going wherever it is they wanted and they swinged back and forth from this morning, to the night he told me of his mother's return and over to that morning at the office he said something about my coat that led to our step father conversation. This means, My Father is the Step Dad Adrian spoke of?? Adrian is my Step Brother???