Stepmother Cast Novels & Stories

Suddenly, I heard footsteps on the stairs. As my stepmother walked down the stairs, it was clear that the alcohol she had consumed had not affected her at all. Her steps were sure and steady, and she held herself with a rigid posture. There was no sign of the swaying or slurred speech that I had expected. Instead, she looked focused and alert, and her gaze was fixed on me with a dangerous intensity. I could feel the hair on the back of my neck standing up as she approached me. I took a deep breath and looked up at my stepmother, keeping my face expressionless.

Tyler POV When my dad told me that he was marrying, I thought he would marry a woman his age or something but it was a shocker to me to see a pretty girl in her twenties as his wife, with golden-blonde long hair, and blue eyes, slim curvy body, so gorgeous "Wait, am I checking my stepmom out?" I groaned as I entered my room, not to lie to myself, why I was checking her out was because she's my type, just like I want them, curvy slim, gorgeous, good, and perfect "Fuck, how on Earth did I have the same type with my dad?" I muttered in a frustrated tone.

"Your mother was a means to an end. She was a woman of low appetites and high debts. She was easy to manage. Easy to buy." "You used her," I whispered, the weight of the betrayal hitting me again. "You sat at our table, you kissed her cheek, you called yourself my stepfather... and all the time you were just waiting for her to die?" "I didn't wait for her to die, Elara. I waited for her to fail," he corrected, his voice as sharp as the knife in his hand. "And she failed spectacularly. She gambled away your inheritance in a basement in Macau. She signed over your guardianship to settle a debt with a man who would have sold you to the highest bidder in a heartbeat. I didn't steal you. I saved

I pull away from Dad and look up at the top of the stairs. Theresa. My stepmother. Still dressed in expensive silk and gold, her makeup too perfect for this early hour. Her eyes are sharp, unkind, her lips curled in a smile that doesn’t reach them. She leans against the railing like she owns this house. Because for years, she acted like she did. “Don’t start, Theresa,” Dad says without looking at her. She scoffs. “Just stating facts. You can dress her in new clothes and tuck her into guest rooms, but it won’t change where she came from.”

“I just wanna get to know you.” “I like that.” she said, batting her eyes. “What do you do? Dad said you worked a lot, but I don’t recall what you did.” “I’m a nurse anesthetist.” “Oh, wow. So you’re as smart as you are pretty.” “You shouldn’t say that about me. I’m your stepmother.” she said. “You know they make a lot of p**n about that.” I said, raising my eyebrows and testing the waters for how far into the gutter she’d let things stray.

I spun around, the breath catching tight in my throat. Standing right there, clutching a designer handbag, was my stepmother. My brain scrambled to connect the pieces as I looked from the old woman to the furious face of the woman who had made my adolescent life a living hell. This was Asteria's grandmother. My stepmother stopped dead in her tracks, her face draining of color as her eyes locked onto mine. "Kia—Kianna? What are you doing here?" "Do you two know each other?" the old lady asked, looking back and forth between us with wide, confused eyes.

“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.”

her stepmother asked as Jay just looked at her and shook her head. “that would be my husband. and he does not have your grandson he has my son, our son.” jade said she was at the other woman and could feel that the woman was already becoming enraged with everything that was going on. The fact that jade had just mysteriously showed up. “come on now jade you know very well that you're not married. And your little child there is nothing more than just an extension of a bad mistake that you made. I was always going to end up taking care of it.” her stepmother said as she looked at jade.

Xyla was utterly speechless. Mother? Was she worthy of that title? “You’re not worthy,” Jeremy snapped coldly. That one sentence was enough to put Xyla at ease. “Alright then. Stan, we met yesterday. I’m May Conner, Xyla’s stepmother. Welcome to our home,” said May, grinning. She was completely unfazed by Jeremy, unleashing her shamelessness to its full potential. It was impossible to tell that she had been at odds with them just yesterday.

This is only the beginning brat! Harley who watched the scene clapped in amusement. "Wow mommy, I didn't know you had it in you. you taught this annoying brat a lesson. Bravo...You know mommy, I've always wanted to pull his ears, but I'm too short to reach up there," she muttered, sticking her tongue at Hardin. Hardin sneered. Looking like he was about to cry. He was right after all. She is a vile woman...Not just her, all stepmothers are the same. They're wicked and cunning. He surely was not going to let this slide.