Stepfamily Novels & Stories

Her husband could only be referring to one person. That person who voice alone make my body shiver, whose touch gives me goosebumps, whose smile melts my broken heart. That one person who became a replacement for my husband, that one person who made me feel what my husband couldn't make me feel. Anticipation was killing me likewise fear caging me. Zachary. My sweetest mistake. My step-father-in-law I awaited my misery in disguise.

“Next year, I’ll enroll you both in school again.” Stephie gasped. “You promise, Daddy? You and Mommy have to drop me off and pick me up!” Next year… Will I still be here? No... I still want to go back to my real family. Daddy. Darius. Michael. She’s not included in that list. Even now, even knowing my mother is in a coma… I feel nothing but bitterness. The images still haunt me. Her and Tim. The sounds. The betrayal. I snapped out of my thoughts when Stephie announced excitedly, “We’re here!”

“I don’t know what to do anymore. I’m... I’m not the person I used to be.” “Exactly,” Maya snapped. “You’re not. And it’s because of him. Because of your damn stepbrother and the way he’s taken over your life. It’s twisted, Ariana. You can’t see it now, but you’re heading into a disaster. This is going to ruin everything. It’s already ruining us.”

“Okay okay I messed it up before I was trying to explain but yeah Kacy is your stepdad right not your real dad and he’s my uncle too so that whole cousin thing we thought was going on it doesn’t actually work like that Rowan is your dad and he’s my dad too but with Kacy in the mix as stepdad for you guys and uncle for me it makes us more like step siblings or something not blood cousins at all.” I blinked hard and leaned against the counter because this was a lot to take in all at once and my hands were still shaky from earlier. “Wait hold on you’re saying Rowan is dad for all of us but Kacy is the step one for me and Saphira and your uncle so we’re not even real cousins we’re step siblings

“No, her roommate moved her whole damn family into the two bedroom apartment. The mother, the sister, the sister’s boyfriend, another cousin, her boyfriend, everybody. Carmen came home and people were literally laying on her bed with their babies. So she said, ‘I’m out.’” We all laugh. “Yeah,” I say. “I would’ve been gone too.” “So she moved in with me,” Stephen adds. Granddad looks him dead in the eyes. “You know, Stephen, I’ve known you since you were a kindergartener. You’re a good guy. I know your grandfather. I know your father. I know everything. I even know where your family’s bones are buried.” Stephen swallows hard. “I won’t cross you, sir.” “I believe you,” Granddad says.

The life that I had built deliberately out of the wreckage of everything that came before. There were two hundred people in this room and I was standing here coming apart over a man I had buried, no I straightened. Lifted my chin. Found my smile and put it back where it belonged. He was my stepson. That was his role now. That was all he was ever going to be. He would soon be leaving for where he came from. I let a few minutes pass. Let the room pull me back in — Richard's voice, the music, the warmth of people who meant well. And when I turned to Salvatore again it was with the steadiness of a woman who had made her peace.

James also chimed in as he offered a deep bow, his silky white hair falling forward as he lowered his head. “Huh? Doctors?” Darren raised an eyebrow, murmuring under his breath. “We really need those in the base, don’t we?” “We’re friends. Good friends,” one of the teenagers, a female, spoke up as she stepped forward, holding tightly onto the boy beside her. “The apocalypse took our parents and other family members away from us. I’m Stephanie, and he is Stephen.”

He turned me around to face him. Up close, Julian Vane was terrifying. He was forty-two, nearly twice my age, with silver hitting the temples of his dark hair and eyes the color of a winter sea. He’d been my stepfather for three years, a man of few words and cold checkbooks. I’d spent those years avoiding him, ducking into hallways when I heard his heavy tread, feeling his gaze on the back of my neck at every dinner. “Julian, let go. People are watching,” I hissed, glancing at the few lingering mourners.

, almost at the sitting room, Good morning dad l greeted giving him a warm hug, you looking beautiful this morning,guess you had a goodnight,he said beaming with smile,l turned to my stepmom greeted her faking a smile,so daughter we all here to welcome you back home, sitting over there is your stepbrother drake and his girlfriend sophie,we locked eyes,wow l never knew l have a beautiful damsel as a stepsister,nice to meet you sister he stood up and smiled giving me a handshake,he such a pretender l smirked, hello sister nice to meet you too she said giving me a smile which felt more like a mind game, l looked away pretending l didn't notice anything she did, dad apologized for not letting me