Stephanie Mcmahon Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

Third person POV "What's with all the favorites and stuff?" Mason suddenly asked, he has been quiet all this while, just listening to his son and wife talk, his face was neutral, and no one could gawk at what he was thinking, Nora immediately smiled "Nothing much, I'm just trying to get closer to my stepson and familiarize with him, knowing his favorites are part of it babe" Nora replied, she felt guilty for having such dirty thoughts and mind, but even though she felt guilty she was still damn aroused.

Micaiah's car was gone again. I made myself dinner, ate it alone at the kitchen island, then went upstairs to my room. My phone had two texts. Stephanie: How was your first day?? Me: Good. Really good actually. Stephanie: Yay!! Told you it would be perfect for you. The other text was from Daemon. Daemon: Two more days until coffee. I'm counting down. I smiled at the screen and typed back: Same.

I said, grimacing when the woman did not move out of the way. “He's not in, he went after you, with Fredrick,” Stephanie whispered hollowly, looking more and more like she had aged considerably since the whole ordeal began. I felt my breath catch in my throat when the weight of her words settled in, wanting to ask her how she was holding up but knowing she would scoff at the question. Stephanie Mckenzie was one of those women who didn't much care for pity or sympathy. She would rather chew on a hyena’s spotted tongue.

Cynthia said. “Guys, give her a minute.” Victor said to them. I looked at Aiden and Caleb. They were sound asleep. Not having a care in this world. I wish I have that right now. Not having to think about how my step sister is being cruel to me, because I don't understand why her making my life miserable is giving her so much joy. “Stephanie is back.” I told them. “What?!” They all yelled at the same time, Aiden moved in his sleep.

Will Her father is obviously disappointed that we'll only be staying one night. I’m surprised when Stephanie’s response is to tell him that she left everything in order before she went to Sloane’s birthday party. She told me she has been acting as Luna, but I didn’t realize that her stepmother is doing nothing in the Luna capacity, except reaping the benefits. I’m quickly beginning to understand what Stephanie means about her stepmother and stepsister not earning the respect of the pack. How can any Luna expect her pack to respect her when she doesn’t even do her job?

BLAKE’S POV: I found Stephen behind the west training building thirty minutes after curfew. Which honestly wasn’t surprising. The entire academy was suffocating tonight. Rainwater dripped from the metal gutters overhead while cold wind tore through the empty pathways between dorms. Most people were inside pretending not to stalk CampWatchLeaks updates every five fucking seconds. Stephen apparently chose self destruction instead. He was sitting on the concrete steps near the equipment cages with a hoodie pulled over his head and a fucking joint balanced between his fingers.

He liked making them feel better. Matt picked up pieces of Stephanie's clean and dirty clothes that littered the ground around him and threw them at her playfully, one piece at a time. At half speed, she batted the clothes away with one hand, her eyes still not leaving her phone. "Stop it, freak," Stephanie whined. "Pay attention to me." Matt did his best to annoy her, and he was succeeding. "What are you even doing? Writing your memoirs?" "A friend of mine just hooked up with this guy in a hotel she works at," Stephanie smiled, biting her lower lip. "So naturally, we're all discussing the pros and cons of marriage at this point."

I never thought the day would come when I would stand face-to-face with the woman who destroyed me, not with trembling knees or a broken heart, but with fire burning steady under my skin. Leila. My step-sister. The one who had smiled sweetly in front of others, pretending to love me while throwing me into the dirt behind closed doors. The one who mated with Kyle, my so-called mate, and locked me in a dungeon as punishment for existing. The one who laughed when my screams echoed through stone walls, and who never told me I had been carrying a child when she ripped it away from me with her cruelty.

The storm outside roared on, but the real one had just begun inside our walls. My StepDaddy just Disvirgined me, but don’t think it ends girl. Because this not so innocent girl, has a lot of forbidden fantasies she’s yet to explore.

Susan said almost on tears. "Oh, imagine, just imagine, something happens and you get pregnant and somehow end up with a boy, are going to toss him away because he's the problem, then why don't we just toss all the boys in Wong manor on the streets, ooh, I know, why don't we start with little Collins." Stephanie said going too far. "Stephanie!" I turned her raising my hand on her. There was a deafening silence after that, all the ladies in the room were quiet, Phillip avoided eye contact, but what broke my heart the most was the look in Stephanie's eyes, they were lost and betrayed.