Stephanie Plum Series Novels & Stories

The housekeeper became my stepmother, and together with her son, they plotted to kill me. After being reborn, I exposed a video of her affair at her own wedding, destroying her reputation completely. I watched as she and her son were kicked out. They left with nothing, wandering the streets like outcasts. I smiled and tossed a moldy piece of bread into their begging bowl. “This is all you deserve.” …… When I opened my eyes, I found myself back to a week before my dad’s wedding to our housekeeper, Megan Zimmerman.

Worse still, Jack and Augus—both wielding terrifying magical powers—remained on the sidelines, watching like predators waiting to pounce when needed. Perhaps surrendering could buy us time. Perhaps I could find a way to exploit their arrogance. I turned to Stephanie, intending to share my thoughts, but she moved before I could speak. With a furious cry, she lunged forward, kicking away the soldiers attempting to strangle Jasmine with a rope. She pulled Jasmine to her feet and then sprang into action again. Stephanie moved like a whirlwind, breaking the soldier’s wrist with a sharp strike and kicking another squarely in the stomach. The sickening crunch of breaking bones was followed by a wet

Everyone listened intently at what he was talking about. “And how do you plan to do that?” Calvin questioned, he was curios as too what Raiden was cooking inside his head. The latter being the keen observer and fast thinker, already had a scheme in making. “Stephanie.” He declared. “She will be our most valuable weapon to go against the Chases.” Stephanie was there daughter. She had grown up seeing all the illegal stuff that her parents did. She herself was a victim of abuse by the hands if her mother. They could not get a more powerful witness other than her. If she was ready to speak against her parents in the court, things would get much easier for them.

Evelyn did as she was told, whispering to Dorothy through her coffin before putting the candle down. Just then, a sharp voice of a woman sounded in the air. “Well, well, isn’t this the ex-daughter-in-law of the family? Why are you still here when you’re divorced? Since when did it become so easy for strangers to enter our house?” Amelia turned around and saw Stephanie in a black dress, standing a distance away with a disdainful look on her face. Stephanie was Christopher’s sister and had been close to Nicole since their childhood. She always made things difficult for Amelia.

"Nnnnngg ahhh!" Stephanie's whole body tensed and spasmed as she came hard over her pillow. When she opened her eyes, she saw the sex scene only intensifying. The actor was turning the actress on her backside as he spread her legs. Stephanie took a deep breath and released it. She reached over to her nightstand and pulled free a large plastic bag. Opening it she removed a small pink vibrator and a tan rubber dildo. THE END of step family and age gap stories.

“Procedural fraud.” Her eyes flashed. “That’s absurd.” “I know.” “She lost that case.” “I know.” Stephanie stood. Pacing now. He observed her. Watched the way she changed. Not fragile. Not scared. Dangerous. “She’s targeting you,” Stephanie said. “Yes.” She stopped pacing. Looked at him. “No,” she corrected softly. “She is interested in us.” Peter felt something twist in his chest.

Stephanie practically knew everything about everyone that she had to know. Oli hated her. Aside from the fact that she stole Alexander from Maya and she was giving Maya a hard time, Stephanie was just… manipulative and cunning. Luckily, Stephanie and her most powerful families don’t know her friendship with Maya or Sally. Oli’s family kept her history at the orphanage a secret, and it was the same with Sally to protect their identities. Thus, she walked towards Stephanie with her signature long blonde hair and blue eye, who was wearing her signature branded clothes, she looked elegant and proper, and Oli said, “What a pleasant surprise to see you here, Stephanie.”

Stephanie has a hell-twisted personality. “I will kill you. Throw your dead body into the deep ocean. No one will know,” she laughed before walking away. Should I be scared? Yes, I should be scared by now, but why do I feel like laughing at this. If that was Stephanie pretending to be my father, how did she manage to obtain those pictures and letters? What is her connection to my real father? Damn, her. I swear, I will tie her like how she ties me once I get out of her. . c.m. louden

I hated the way it wrapped itself around my tongue like something forbidden – except it was definitely forbidden. She moved like she didn't know I watched her. Like she wasn't pressing every wrong button inside me. It was fucking wrong. I should have stayed silent. I should have let her tiptoe back to bed like a clueless girl in someone else's house. Only that I didn't. I didn't keep my fucking mouth shut. She walked into our lives — into my life like a goddamn flame and no one thought to put it out. Five months. That was all it took for her mother to move in with my father and play house. Now, I had a brat for a stepsister who has a sharp mouth, and liked to walk around half naked at 2am.

She doesn’t want the crowd to know that we’re related, even if the bond has been broken since. But it’s fine. I have nothing to hide, and I don’t give a fuck if the entire world knows that Minnie is my stepdaughter. Yet with all the current sniping about nepo-babies and inequality, I can see why Minnie would want to keep it under wraps. No problem. I’m happy to play by her rules ... for now at least. My mind still swirling, I realize that the woman from HR is now addressing me. I have to give some sort of short welcome speech, and utter niceties about how Excel will benefit from these young people’s talents, and how their paths are being paved to a steady professional future.