Stephanie Land Daughter Novels & Stories

My father was stunned when I agreed to take my stepsister’s place. “Odessa, do you have any idea what kind of monster Jude Moretti is? They call him the Butcher of New York's underworld. They say when he loses it, he skins traitors with his own hands. You think you’ll come back in one piece?” Before I could answer, my stepmother cut in, her eyes darting nervously. “If Odessa doesn’t go, Sandra dies. Our Sandra, who already sacrificed her reputation by marrying Marco just to escape that monster. The Morettis are savages, but even savages have rules. They won’t touch a married woman…”

When we get to my office, I pull Stephanie into my lap and we dial Alpha Steph. “Alpha Will, is everything okay? Is my daughter okay?” he answers. “Hey, Dad! I’m good,” Stephanie says. “Oh hey, sweetheart. I wasn’t expecting a call from your mate, so I was worried. Is everything okay?” “It is. We promised to call you when we got the gender of our pup, remember?” she asks. “Oh my goddess! Was that today? I completely lost track of time. So tell me. Is my grandpup the Alpha heir or the pack princess, and did you decide on a name?”

“What are you doing?” “Checking for you on social media.” She smiled as if that were the most natural thing in the world. My heart jolted so hard I felt it in my fingertips. There was no Michela Hart online. Not in any way that would protect me or my relationship to Miles. My profiles, my blog, my whole footprint still lived under Stewart. If she found that name, the careful story Miles and I had built in this house would collapse in a single search. They can’t find out I was his stepdaughter! Not now, not ever.

Stephanie started looking her Mom in the face. “Philip, please talk to your daughter. You can't leave me to do this alone.” “Sarah, just let her be. You can't force anyone to fall in love.” “But, he is William Coleman’s son. I know he likes her, and we can't let this opportunity slip off our hands.” Sarah disrupted Philip’s statement. Stephanie stood up in anger and walked to her room without uttering any words. “I will leave the house for you two.” She thought to herself.

She took her sunglasses off and flashed a wide, insulting smile. Therese clenched her fists under the table. "I'll go straight to the point, Stephanie. I knew about you and Raven's past. I know that you are our son's biological mother." She must have struck a nerve at her bold statement as Stepghanie froze and her fake smile slipped for a second before it returned. "Hmmm. I see Raven has already introduced me to you. In that case, don't you think it's a little disrespectful for you to intrude and claim OUR son as yours?" She tilted her head to the side. The tone of her voice is still calm.

“Hi. Good morning. It’s Stephanie.” Lena’s stomach turned. She blinked, her grip tightening on the phone. That voice—arrogant, poisonous—could only belong to one person. She drew in a breath, steadying her tone. “Good morning,” she replied calmly. Stephanie didn’t waste time. “Lena—or whatever it is you call yourself—let me make something clear to you. If you don’t divorce Carson, I’ll make your life a living hell. You clearly have no idea whose daughter you’re messing with.”

It's been a whole week and he's still hell bent on keeping Esther away from him and the house. Like, what sort of father blames his daughter for getting raped? This is the freaking 21st century. Yes, I know Esther made a mistake. Dressing in such a provocative way and showing up at a boys hotel room so late at night, yes, part of the blame can be given to her but definitely not all of if. I went to visit Esther a few days ago and she told me that even if father appologizes, she isn't going to come back. They put me in the center of this whole mess!

"Stephanie, how could you..." Jamiya scolded. With an incredulous expression on her face, she couldn't believe that her daughter had easily pointed out her son. But compared to Jamiya's strong protectiveness towards her calf, Stephanie appeared much more rational. "You should go and ask the doctors and nurses here first, to see if you can take him away," Stephanie said calmly, but beneath her calm exterior, there was a storm brewing.

the lady said insultingly while Stephen just bowed and was still shocked by what happened. "Stop it." Bernny said firmly to him. "Why, Bernny? can't you accept the fact that your girlfriend has a child and that her daughter is the woman your son is going to marry!" he shouted to his wife. "Don't tell me.. is she Lorna?" Stephen suddenly asked and he looked at his father. "Yes, that's Lorna. How did you know about her?" Tessie was curious about her daughter. "You mean, she's the same girl you got pregnant?" he said with tears in his eyes.

I said. “Where is Steph,” I asked. “I don't know, His number is also not reachable” Angelo informed. “What…why did you inform before, Find him” I snapped. “Guards are doing,” He said and at the same time the front door opened and Stephen came. “Where were you?” I asked. “I saw Olive here,” He said, and the emergency was visible in his voice. “Who Olive?” I asked, arching my eyebrows. “Mr Leonardo's daughter,” Angelo said.