Stepmom Novels & Stories

he was about to leave when he saw the girl's eyes were on him, her eyes were captivating and filled with lust, her face so charming as she moaned, Tyler's eyes were on hers too, she's exactly his type, from every angle and part of her body, her voice was to his liking too. He looked at her one more time and left, it was true that she was his type but there was one huge wall blocking the way, and that's she is married to his dad, she is his fucking stepmom, and he doesn't believe in any god but that moment he cursed every god there is in existence, his dick was still hard but he ignored it and went to his room, he undressed and hit the shower, water cascades hi

“If that’s so, you can add her to the register and proclaim my wife as the hair to D&D.” Her stepmother jumped up, ignoring her father’s look to remain calm. “Never. It’s not going to ever happen. I told you, Stan. She is just like her mother; a snake. She is trying to take over the company and that’s why she is pretending to want to know more about her mother.”

I nodded to myself, mentally confirming my plans, and adjusted my robe one more time before heading out to the pack grounds, where the occasion was set to take place. I arrived at the pack grounds and noticed that everywhere had been adorned with glass crystals and roses hung around giving the whole place an exquisite view. I looked around and noticed that the old hag my stepfather was already seated with the council elders. His hair was coiffed back and his face looked more wrinkled and haggard with the bushy smelly beard that covered his face. His cheekbones were saggy and his eyes were sinking into his skull, devoid of life and love. He stood up from his chair and held out his hand as I w

Not standing beside Kelan pretending to be his perfect Luna, but plotting with Valor to take everything for ourselves. "I'm sure he'll her number tonight," I mentioned casually. "Finally stopped calling her every five minutes." "About time," Valor muttered. "His obsession with that girl was getting pathetic." "She's my step-sister you know," I revealed quietly. Valor's eyebrows rose in surprise. "Step-sister? You never mentioned that before." I set the glass down and walked to the window, looking out at the pack grounds below. "Her father was with my mother once," I explained. "Before he met Melissa's mother. My mother got pregnant but he denied it and moved on. Built a whole life with Melis

Stephen was complimenting him and Callum was turning shades of red. "I didn’t do anything special, Steph. It’s just that I feel, being Luna of the pack means the Mother of all. Like Alpha is the father. Like our kids. The father works hard to make sure to provide for the family. Sometimes the father needs to be strict but the kids know that it’s for their betterment. It’s a mother's job to take care that all resources provided by the Father are used properly. A mother has to make sure that the kids are fed properly. They are learning well. They are fighting for their rights.

But I can feel him. He's watching, he's waiting. Holding back that dangerous, possessive storm he carries in his chest. I look at him. He's my stepfather. My… everything. And I can’t help but wonder how we got here. How two broken people like us found something that feels like home in each other. “My mom would’ve hated this,” I whisper with a tight smile. “Or maybe she wouldn’t have. Maybe she saw it coming before I did.” Alexander’s brow lifts slightly, but he doesn’t interrupt.

My stepmother exclaimed as she pulled my chin up. I rose on my feet and pushed her away. “Get your hands off me!” “Don't dare lay your filthy hands on my mother, so-called CEO! We shall see who the real CEO is today!” “Yes!” My stepmother admitted. “Meet Mr Stephen, your father's lawyer and he's here to read his Will,” she added.

Which meant he was my new step-brother. I spent the next hour trying to scrub the memory of his hands off my skin, but it was pointless. By the time my mom knocked on my door to remind me about the trust fund signing, I felt like I was walking through a nightmare. "You look pale, honey," my mom said as we walked into the massive, glass-fronted lobby of Sterling Corp. She reached out to adjust the collar of my blouse. "Are you sure you're not coming down with something? And why are you dressed like a librarian?"

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