Stepdad Novels & Stories

“No! Not like that. He is not… I mean, he is older but not a dad. Well, technically he is a step… I mean, he has experience with family stuff. Forget that. He is just really mature.” Sarah burst out laughing. “You almost said step something! Emelia, are you dating someone’s stepdad? That would be wild!” “No, no, no!” Emelia said quickly, her voice a little too high. She forced a laugh, trying to play it off. “I meant he has step… stepping stones in his career. Big career. Very professional. You are reading too much into it. My brain is fried from being home.” Sarah was still giggling. “You are so bad at lying. Your face is bright red. Come on, tell me the trut

He lay on the ground, rolling around and crying his heart out. "Everyone else has them! I'm the only one who doesn't! You don't love me at all, Gary! You're a terrible stepfather!" The word "stepfather" hit Dad where it hurt. Dad's face instantly turned red, and the anxiety of maintaining his "good stepfather" reputation flared up again. Esther wiped away tears and remarked, "Oh, what a poor boy. If his real father was still here..." Dad suddenly stood up. He looked at Patrick on the floor, then at the report card on the table.

Stepdad? “What?” I managed to whisper, my voice trembling. “Stepdad?” He looked at me steadily, his dark eyes unwavering, though there was a tension in his jaw and a shadow under his eyes that spoke volumes. I could see that he wasn’t joking, that this was serious. But… I didn’t understand. I thought he cared. I thought… I thought he’d be thrilled to be part of Nora’s life. But now, standing there, hearing the words, my chest tightened. My hands trembled slightly as I held onto his, unsure whether to pull away or lean closer.

“Aria, hurry. Your stepdad is at home. We’re having breakfast together.” The words stopped me cold. Your stepdad is at home. I had known this moment was coming. Victoria had told me yesterday that he would be here, that I would finally meet the man who had been sending money and existing only as a name. I had prepared myself for a polite stranger, an older businessman, someone distant and formal. I had not prepared myself for the possibility that the universe could be this cruel. I forced my feet to move.

My mom remarried a few months ago, and now there's this new guy in the house, Reid. He's not bad-looking for someone in his forties. Tall, with broad shoulders from whatever gym routine he sticks to, and this deep voice that rumbles when he says good morning, but he's my stepdad now, which makes everything weird. Mom's head over heels for him, always gushing about how stable and charming he is. Me? I try to keep my distance, and we barely talk beyond polite chit-chat at dinner.

The all-working servant was busy doing regular work. “Where is daddy,” I asked one of them. “Boss is in gym” One of them replied, and I nodded with a smile. “Daddy” I again chirped, going to the gym. We have a big mansion in the center of the City of California. My daddy is just a multi-billionaire.

Adrian’s phone rang at that moment, then he got up and said, “Give me a minute, please; let me quickly take this one.” Scarlett nodded as she watched him proceed to the hallway to take the call. She whispered a quiet “Fuck it. This is starting to piss me off.” She was still waiting for him when the door creaked open again, and he came in. Now wearing a very cold, blank expression. Then he started to speak; it felt like doing a recitation. “Like I said before, I don’t do young girls; they are inexperienced. I am getting married to your mom, and I will be your stepdad. Get yourself together.”

It was heartbreaking how no one saw through his constant smile. Moving towards him, I ran my thumb over his face and felt him shudder in fear, his face lowered. My hand cupped his face up to look at me. “I won’t tell your Father, I promise. Besides, I’m not just your Father’s wife. I’m your Mother, too. Step-Mom, but still the same thing.” I assured him and watched his pupils dance.

"Marcus is a great teacher." "Hey! I taught you most of this, and I taught Marcus," I say and Cole smirks. "I guess, you're basically Marcus' dad so I got your secondhand teaching," he says. He gasps loudly and I brace myself for whatever he's about to say. "That makes Vinny Marcus' step dad!" I burst out laughing and Vinny looks confused. "Step dad?" He asks me. "I only know those words separately." "Stepdad is the word for someone who marries someone with a child. They aren't their full dad so they are called a stepdad," I explain and Vinny nods.

he started telling me about his story, which I guessed would be about his family? I hadn’t heard any of this story but didn’t miss his choice of words. First, he called him ‘step-dad’, ‘father’, then ‘that man’. Did their relationship end badly? Were they estranged now? Damian hadn’t told me much about his step-dad, but I didn’t think they were estranged. Sometimes he spoke fondly of his step-dad, and this sotry puzzled me, but I didn’t ask him about it yet, I just let him continue telling me about it.