Stepmom From Cinderella Story の小説・ストーリー

"Stepmother? What stepmother?" "She's the woman who came with you to the parent-child competition last time! Everyone knows she's not your mom. She's your dad's girlfriend!" "Your real mom doesn't want you, and your stepmom's nothing but a mistress! How pathetic!" "Yeah! Terence, you'll be a mistress' kid soon! Hahaha, that's so lame!" In a child's world, money and family background counted for nothing. They operated under their own code. Those who didn't conform and stood apart were destined to be picked on.

“No I am not the one but I know it doesn't belong to you either so why will you be taking what is not yours? Don't you know that's stealing or have you now become a thief, huh?" Though I don't like her one bit, I can't deny that my step mom is very smart. Her smartness and corniness is the reason why she has been able to deceive and manipulate my father that she is the most wonderful wife and mother all these years without him having a clue of her true nature.

His figure was towering and intimidating. "Em…hey mum…em..” I said with an awkward smile. I saw Hermes turned the second he heard me stammer through the greeting, something flickering across his face before he caught it. “Come on honey." Celeste was already moving toward me before he could say anything. "Do you need something, sweetheart?" "I wanted to talk to my stepdad. Hermes.” I kept my eyes on him, not her. I kept contact with him longer than I intended.

The confession slipped out, vulnerable and true. My quiet personality cracked open, enough to let him peek inside the storm I’d hidden for years. He stepped closer, towering over me, that commanding presence making my knees weak. “This is dangerous, princess. I’m your stepfather. Your mother…” “Mom’s not here,” I whispered, bold from the whiskey and the pressing desires he’d left me with since the sleepwalking night. I set my glass down and reached for his hand. “Dance with me? Just for a minute. The weather is too cold to ignore.”

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?

Cain indulged me and had someone ask Isabella whether she was willing to accompany Lukas to Entagonia. In the beginning, Isabella cried and refused. In the end, I still had people forcibly send her to Landon, the capital of Entagonia. Day by day, my stomach grew larger. Cain practically canceled every unnecessary trip and stayed home with me constantly. Even the Northera Pack elder meetings were moved directly into the manor. He practiced sewing pup clothes over and over again. The stitching was crooked and awful, but he refused to let the maids touch them. Every night, he would caress my stomach and tell stories in his deep voice until even I got sleepy. The twins, however, seemed especiall

Stephen demanded angrily. He planted both of them to keep an eye on Bella. Bella doesn't know that these two are not her real parents. But she was kidnapped from the fairy world by none other than Stephen himself. Stephen always had an eye on the throne. He was 3 years younger than their late king Alexander. He saw king Alexander growing up in the palace and even become a king. He always envied Alexander for all the luxuries, riches, and respect he used to get as a prince. He always craved for that kind of life.

But Gordon Williams completely ignores her. “Gordon, check your attitude! Auntie is so enthusiastic, and instead of being arrogant like a brat, you should thank her." Mr. Williams reminds him in a calm voice, but everyone can hear his disappointment and frustration with Gordon. Gordon does not care what he said, just nonchalantly replies: “Oh, okay! Thank aunt Laura." Gordon has never called Laura a mother. She is not a mother, not even qualified to be his stepmother to him. Gordon's words anger Mr. Williams even more. He looks at him with eyes filled with helplessness.

“After a year of their marriage, their father got a good job which meant that he would finally be able to give his family all the material things they desired; good schools, a huge mansion, exotic foods and other shiny things. But his wife, the stepmom, had a lifestyle which didn't correspond with that of a mother. She loves to party and sleep around with whoever she wants. She also hated her husband's kids, and one day, she locked them in the cold basement, starving them until the next morning.” I gasped. “That's wicked. She must've been like that evil Stepmom in Cinderella.” “Wait a little, Lu. We're getting to the best part.” She said,

She pressed on, “I heard he’s set to marry another woman. Aren’t you afraid he’s just playing with you? I’m only expressing concern as your stepmother.” ‘Stepmother…’ I turned to her, my expression sharp with disdain. “Cristina,” I began coldly, “my father was right; you desperately need to learn proper etiquette. I thought you would have picked up some by now... I was in a seven-year relationship with Kyros, and he still managed to play me. Do you really think your ‘concern’ for me carries any weight when you didn’t utter a single word about Kyros’ cheating scandal? And please don’t refer to yourself as my stepmother because, in this story, I am the evil queen.”