Stepmother Cast Novels & Stories

He replied. I nodded. “Take me over to her.” I ordered. As we went down the stairs, I schooled my features into an indifferent one. Even from afar, I could hear her voice; fake and disgusting as always. I saw her immediately I entered. She was as slender as I remembered, her hair down in an elegant line as always. She still looked young and elegant. Any attempt to go through the exterior was where all those softness ended. My stepmother was the epitome of evil itself, I was sure of that. It was no surprise that her children turned out just like she was.

Rosalia’s voice seethed with anger, "Catalina, how dare you lay a hand on my mother? I’m calling the police—" "If you want to expose me, go ahead!" Josephina interjected, her voice sharp and defiant. Both my stepsister and I shifted our attention to her as she boldly whipped out her phone and thrust it toward me. "No matter how many threats you make, I will not allow you to leave this house. So go ahead and report me to the authorities! I couldn't care less!" Something about her tone triggered my internal alarm. My stepmother was a master manipulator, a woman who pursued what she wanted with ruthless determination. I didn't understand why she didn't want to let me go after what happened betw

she explained. Aiden looked at her coldly. 'That scum actually abandoned his own daughter, and she is my step sister? My irresistible step-sister' Aiden cursed in his head. "He went on a vacation with my mother yesterday, for one month," Aiden told her. Aria's eyes widened and despair came crashing into her heart.

He was looking at the lady standing before him in total shock. “You heard me right! I’m your sister. Alpha Williams only daughter.” The lady whose face I still couldn’t see refuted, voice loud and firm so everyone could hear. “What the fuck?” I muttered, feeling my knees weaken. “You’re my what, now? Who allowed you in here?” Jake snarled, stepping down from the stairs, walking rather slowly towards the lady. She only buckled up the more, standing upright and straight. “You’re a rogue.” He whispered after some few seconds. Series of gasp flew through the room.

"I used to be your ex-girlfriend. Now I'm your stepmother." I leaned in slightly. My red lips parted, speaking words that shattered him. "Know your place. Don't be stupid enough to cross a line you can't uncross." "You want to act like some twisted pervert? Ask your father first if he's okay with that." Ethan's pupils shrank to pinpricks. He looked like he couldn't process it. Like he'd been struck by lightning. Blood rushed to his head, then drained away in an instant. Stepmother?

She gave my arm a gentle, reassuring squeeze before replying, “It’s Young Master Elias, Madame. He’s come to visit.” There was a brief, heavy silence. Then the click of heels echoed from the hallway. My stepmother appeared, dressed in a silk robe even though it was already afternoon. Her perfectly styled hair and makeup made her look as cold and flawless as ever. Her eyes narrowed the moment they landed on me. “Elias,” she said, her tone flat and laced with clear displeasure. “What a surprise. I didn’t expect to see you here. Especially unannounced.”

She had the kind of presence that could gut a man without raising her voice. And Devon left her. It didn’t make sense, not on the surface. But then, my stepson was never much for surfaces. He played the long game, even when it meant sacrificing things most men would never give up. Still. He must’ve had a reason. But as I glanced at her again, rainwater trickling down the side of her cheek like silver, I couldn’t help but think… it better have been a damned good one. She wasn’t speaking. Just staring out the window, like the trees offended her.

I nodded, even though I wasn’t really sure how I felt. Then he walked off with Chet and his dad, the hallway swallowing them. I turned, only to feel a cold presence right behind me. His stepmother. “If you think I’m going to let some low-life, no-name piece of nothing steal everything my son and I built, you’re mistaken.” I didn’t flinch. I just stared at her and kept my mouth shut. She smirked, like she wanted a reaction but before I could even think of what to say, someone else stepped in between us.

Nakantingin lamang ako sa kanya at parang tumigil ang mga tao sa paligid, yung pakiramdam na wala akong marinig dahil nabingi ako at sa kanya lamang nakatutok ang mata ko. Napabalik lang ako sa ulirat ng tapikin ako ni Mama, "Anak, siya si Daniel Monrow, ang soon to be stepfather niyo," pakilala ni Mama habang nakangiting nakalagay ang kamay sa braso ni Daniel na nakangiti rin tumingin sa akin, napabaling ang tingin ko kay Isaac at Xavier na agad nawala ang ngiti nang makita nila ang kunting-kunti na lang ay babagsak na ang tubig sa aking mga mata. "Babe, He is my Son, Leo, ang may birthday ngayon,"

She was going to be used as a sex toy for the rich men of her father’s company. Stella turned around to look at her stepmother and father. “You will be replacing your sister. So, you better do your job well,” said Stella’s stepmother, Eliza Wood. She was a woman in her mid-forties. She had medium size length hair and brown eyes. Stella glared at his stepmother. “Make sure you pleasure the old man tonight,” sneered her stepmother. Stella’s breathing pace in anger. “This is what you owe me for raising you for the past eighteen years” said Stella’s stepmother, smirking at her.