The Good Stepmother Novels & Stories

And of course, she appeared. My stepmother moved in like she owned the room even when there was no room left to own. Perfect posture, perfect smile, perfect poison hidden behind both. “Oh my dear Aurora,” she cooed, her voice sweet enough to rot teeth. Aurora blinked slowly, trying to focus, but the alcohol had already pulled her somewhere far away from here. She swayed slightly against my side, not responding the way she should have. My stepmother’s eyes flicked over her with thinly veiled judgment. “You won’t even let me greet my own daughter in law when she’s… clear minded?” she said softly, tilting her head as if she were disappointed, but there was satisfaction under it. Sharp and delib

She turns to me; her mood seems to be ruined from having to talk to her mom and now I feel bad for having forced her to do so. I knew of the relationship between her and her stepmom; she was the textbook definition of a wicked stepmother. I see her trying to balance her mood so it does not affect the outing tonight. I would feel bad if we had to cancel and then I would say it was for her sake. After all, I was the one who made her go this far in the first place.

“He’s my mom’s stepbrother, so he’s not really my uncle.” Something weird is vibing in the air and I shoot her a piercing look. “Okay, but why does that matter? What are you hiding?” “Nothing!” she squeals, cheeks flushing even more red. “I’m not hiding anything,” she protests. “But I just want to stress that he’s my mom’s stepbrother, and not biological brother.” I squint. “Yeah, but again, why does that even matter? I mean these are all old people, right? Who cares if he’s related to you by blood or water?”

Each word cut through my chest like a knife. I stayed beside Xavier’s bed, watching his pale face. His eyes were tightly shut, and dried tear tracks still clung to his lashes. My child should have been born into privilege and glory. Instead, because of my choices, he had suffered this. Dad entered the room and draped a black velvet shawl over my shoulders. “Get changed. From this day on, you’re no longer James’s wife. You’re this family’s Donna and the future Godmother of the mafia families.”

“There must be something wrong with you.” “It’s not as wonderful as it sounds,” Stephanie replied looking down. “On my twentieth birthday, after a long and painful illness, my mother died. A few months later, my father informed me that he decided to get married again. His second wife had been his mistress for years. She wanted to become a Collins at all costs. This woman had a son, from another man, someone she knew before she met my father. So, I’ve found myself living under the same roof with a stepmother and an older step-brother. Everything went pretty well, until one night when he... he entered my room and…”

"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

my stepmother. The only stepmother I knew was the evil woman from Cinderella. So, I only had her for comparison. She leant forward, wrapping her thin arms around me. I was taken aback at first, I wasn’t expecting this kind of greeting. I reluctantly put my arms around her too. “Thank you so much for coming Bella. I’m so happy to finally meet you, although I wish it had been under better circumstances. Thank you so much for agreeing to help. I know it can’t have been an easy decision to make.” “Actually, she made the decision in only a few hours,” my father explained. “I am so grateful Bella, and Alex, what a handsome man you are. It’s really nice to meet you sweetie.” She said, politely. I

“Okay, Daddy.” I gave Simon a warm smile. “Come in.” After both girls got settled into bed, I began to talk. “Once upon a time, there was a king named Daddy. King Daddy was a great king. He loved helping people, golfing, and reading all the little children in his kingdom stories. King Daddy had everything that he could ever want except one thing. The only thing that he was missing was a family of his own to love. One night, King Daddy went to a party, where he found a beautiful maiden whom he had known previously. They spent the night talking, and King Daddy knew that he couldn’t live life without her, so he asked the fair maiden to stay with him. She agreed on one condition. He had to go wi

Kayla and Gavin replied story…. “” Once upon a time, in a small village, lived a little brother and a sister along with their stepmother. The siblings were very loving and always cared for each other. The stepmother, who lived with them, did not love the children; in fact, she was a witch who had evil intentions. One day, disheartened by the mistreatment and scolding, the boy decided to leave the village with his sister. Since our own loving mother's death, we have not had one happy hour; our stepmother mistreats us every day," the young brother lamented, taking his sister's hand in his. “Come, let us run away from home,” the brother said.

“Since my handsome husband has a small debt. we are being generous to sell our step to whoever is willing to pay a premium.” One of the men here raised his hand. "What's special about her? We do not want to buy goods that are not of good quality.” One by one they laughed showing brown teeth and looked at me as the object of questioning. I cringed at how much I had been subjected. My stepmother raised one of her eyebrows. “Well, she is still a virgin. She will turn 18 in a few hours. And I'm sure you guys will really like her. Look at her very beautiful face!”