Stepmother Marchen Manhwa Novels & Stories

Just grab my bag from the foyer table, just get out— “You’re not going anywhere, you little slut.” The voice came from the living room doorway, sharp and venomous, freezing me in place. I turned slowly, dread coiling in my gut. My stepmother—Victoria—stood there, arms crossed over her designer blouse, her perfectly manicured nails tapping against her elbow. She was a vision of polished cruelty: blonde hair in a sleek chignon, makeup flawless even at whatever ungodly hour this was, lips painted a blood-red that matched the rage in her eyes. She’d married my father five years after my mother’s death, when I was ten, and from day one she’d treated me like an inconvenient stain on her perfect li

Alpha King Lucien Thorn, my stepfather. “What the hell are you still doing in here?” “I—I’m so—” I stammered, barely able to speak. “Get out of this house and go join the other omegas. Stupid orphan.” Orphan. You heard him right. That’s the name he calls me every single day. The man my mother gave her life for, this is who he is. I didn’t even realize when I burst out of the room, legs moving on instinct, running my ass off toward the traditional hall where the Mooncroft Pack holds its mating ceremony every year.

I moved forward, almost without conscious thought, drawn by an unseen force. My eyes locked onto a figure standing near the edge of the crowd. He was talking to Elder Rowan, his back to me. There was something about the way he stood, the way he held his head. But it absolutely couldn't be. My breath got caught up in my throat when he finally turned, his face towards me now and our gaze locked for a few seconds. Cassian, My Stepfather. The scent hit me hard. Perhaps I'm the one mistaken, there's no way I'm mated to my stepfather, right...?

By the time I finished my duties, it had gotten soaked. A long sigh left me. The hierarchy in my house was messed up. It was neither by work, nor would I have been the highest; nor by age, nor would I be higher than my stepsister; nor by bloodline, nor would I be the highest again as the only true blood of Draven Household. My stepmother married into the family after she and her kids lost their pack. Yet they forgot all that. The door opened downstairs—my stepmother must be back from escorting her friend home. "Donna! Get down here!!"

That night, I sit by the window again with the blanket and the same silence just a different weight. Mera is asleep, her drawings taped all over the fridge now. One of them is Aaron in a crown.“He’s a prince,” she told me. “Because he has to fight dragons too.”I trace the stick figure with my fingertip.He’s still fighting but now, so am I and I’m not stopping until I get him out.Not for redemption, not even for justice.

"Not now, but someday I'd love to be a mother. Do you - want children?" "Of course, more than anything. I'd love to have a little girl first, followed by two boys," Manny declares. "But Kevah, whatever you're comfortable with is fine by me." "Good, I'm glad we're on the same page." "But remember, I leave on Monday. My stepmother keeps asking where I am. I was supposed to go yesterday, but I just couldn't leave you so soon." Kevah rested her head on his shoulders, and they fell asleep cuddling with each other.

She placed it down and smiled towards the boys. No one had noticed me until mother looked up and her hard gaze rested upon me. Shivers ran down my spine when she stalked towards me in slow steps. Her glare was stern and cold. It held hatred. Intense hatred radiated from her. Stephan looked towards me. His orbs shined with darkness. My eyes drifted towards his cheek and there was a red hand print. My hand print. The aggressiveness in his orbs made my hands sweaty. If looks could kill I’d be deep under the ground.

Suddenly she looked at me and smiled slightly “Do you remember Jack, who went on a charity trip with us?” " I remember" "Jack is not my biological brother, Jack is the son of the first wife, and I am the child of the step-wife" The cheerful smile on Thien Kim's lips turned into a bitter smile, perhaps her true identity. Her condition was also extremely painful.

"What do you mean by warning? What will happen?" Ksatria looked at Khanza with longing and affectionate eyes. Even though this is not his real mother, but just a reincarnation of his mother, but still it seems that Ksatria have a very strong bond with Khanza in the present. “Dharma… he will start his attack, Mother. Father and Mother must be vigilant. Mom and dad have to stay strong and trust each other. " "Dharma?" “The evil spirit who always tries to harm the direct descendants of Father and Mother. The one who killed Mom and Dad. " "Wait a minute!" Kenzo stepped forward and shook his head. "Father? Mother? What do you mean mom an

Chang, "Uh…he is sort-of a hidden character, but not really. His full name is Chang Sinan, a typical yandere supporting male lead. He is the eldest young master of the Chang family, monopolizing the whole food and fashion industries in their hands. Chang Sinan's was father murdered when he was aboard during a business trip and his mother also passed away during child-birth. Although, Chang Sinan is the eldest young master, inside the Chang family he basically doesn't have any power or value, so he grew up in a very harsh environment, always scorned and bullied by others.