Stepsister Punished Novels & Stories

⁠ "You‌ were a rem‍inde​r. E⁠v‍ery day you‍ existed you r‍emi​nd‍e⁠d your st‍e‍pfather th⁠at his wife had loved someone else. Had‌ a chil‍d with someone els‍e. He cou‍ldn't punis‍h your​ mother without destroying his marr⁠iage. S‌o he punished yo⁠u inst⁠ead." The​ words settled li​ke sto​nes in‍ m​y s‍tomach. "I was never supposed to be thei⁠r daughter," I said. "I was always just coll​ateral. A debt payment wai⁠ting to happen." ‌"Yes," Ca⁠elan⁠ s⁠ai‌d. "‌I'm sorr⁠y​. But yes." ⁠ "And‍ my stepsister? The one who died seven years ago?"

“Come here.” There was a pause before the door creaked open. Stephanie, who had clearly been eavesdropping the whole time, stepped into the room. “What made you think,” Terence said slowly, looking at his wife, “even for a moment, that what you did last night was appropriate?” Her face hardened. “I disciplined a healer who put my son in the dirt, choking—” “You disciplined a woman who didn’t know any better.” His knuckles were white on his cane. “She made a mistake, and she took care of it. And you punished her as if you had any authority to do so.”

Her parents hated her for killing their son, so they didn't even bother to collect her remains. Steven, due to his multiple criminal offenses, was given a thirty-year sentence in jail. Stephanie cut off ties with him and left overseas, never coming back. Steven had written letters to me time and time again, asking to see me, and I ignored each and every one of them. Instead, I made sure he received regular photo updates of Jenny entangled with other men, as well as the family photos he had taken together with her family—how else was he going to enjoy the warmth of family in jail?

Stephanie had made the worst mistake by daring to hurt me One year ago. Stephanie testified against me for a crime I did not commit, and I was sentenced to jail One year ago while the real criminal, who is her father, roamed around freely. Ever Since then, I had been feeling an intense hatred for Stephanie because of this betrayal. I loved her. I respected her. But why would she do this to me after all I had done for her, when all I was trying to do was save her from the so-called main criminal?

says proudly as he stands up from his chair. “You see Miss Henlie, we believe in second chances and just because you have been given a disadvantage early in life doesn’t mean you deserve to be cast out. Your mother and stepfather care about your wellbeing and safety, and that’s why they have decided to place you in my possession”. He smiles as he places a hand on my mother’s shoulder, as if he’s reassuring her that everything is okay. “Wait, what? You’re sending me away!” I shout at my mother. “Honey, we’ve done everything we can to accommodate your behavior, but after receiving that video last night of you jumping off a cliff we had no choice left. We don’t want to lose you sweetheart. Ple

I looked away, picked up my glass, and took a slow sip. Then, I looked back at Devon. What I saw made my blood run cold. Devon wasn't even looking at me anymore. He was staring at Alaric. Devon’s eyes were wide with pure fear. He finally realized something terrifying. The stepfather he feared and respected didn't care about him anymore. Alaric was looking at me. And Devon finally understood his biggest mistake: by treating me badly, he had given Alaric the perfect weapon to destroy him.

Whenever Stephanie brought an additional person up, Adrian's gaze became more and more dangerous. Just as Stephanie was stewing in victory, she felt her phone getting snatched from her grasp. She tried to snatch it back, only to feel Adrian picking her up. Soon, her legs were dangling in the air. "What are you doing? Put me down!" Stephanie hammered her fists onto Adrian's back as forcefully as she could. Adrian imitated her by flashing her an evil smirk of his own. "You're too disobedient, so you must be punished." Already, his voice had become hoarser.

But nobody would be able to prove it. Kai shoved the boy from his knee and sneered as he watched the loser desperately pulling up his pants. He saw the tears streaming down his cheeks and knew that he'd won. He scanned the area for his bitch of a stepsister, wondering if she'd seen the display. 'I wonder how it would feel to spank her bare ass?' he pondered. The thought made him unexpectedly horny. Perhaps it wasn't such a good idea. He would have to think up another way to punish her.

He could sense trouble coming his way—especially from Belvin, as his son was being hit right now! The manager was terrified and immediately left the room to call his boss. Stephanie was absolutely terrified. "I'll give you another chance. Apologize to Ms. Wildman right now!" Caspian's tone was firm. If Stephanie wasn't in the room, he would have definitely shown his skills and taught these jerks a lesson! "Keep dreaming!" Jeremy was haughty. A crisp sound filled the room again as Caspian slapped him once more. "Ah!" Jeremy's face twisted in pain as he fell to the ground.

He walked slowly to the stand, his movements still weak from everything he had been through. “My wife, Stephanie, tried to kill me,” he said in a shaky voice. “She pretended to care for me, but all she wanted was my money. She betrayed me.” Hearing my father say those words broke my heart, but I was also proud of him for speaking the truth. Finally, it was my turn to testify. I stood up and walked to the stand, feeling all eyes on me. “I trusted Stephanie,” I said, my voice clear. “But she betrayed us. She hurt my father, and she tried to take everything from us. Zach and Amelia helped her, and they all need to face the consequences of what they’ve done.”