The Next Step Season 8 Novels & Stories

he said. She hesitated then lifted the phone to her ear, her hand still firmly in his. “Yes?” she said. Catalina’s voice purred through the speaker. “Good evening, Stephanie,” she said. “I hope you’re sitting down.” Stephanie’s fingers tightened around Peter’s. Peter leaned closer, eyes dark. Catalina went on, “Because the next move… is your children.” Stephanie’s breath caught.

someone murmured. Why did she become Luna to all the werewolves? Who's going to make Chantel give up Jax as her groom? I have a lot of questions in my mind. Suddenly, I felt Ethan shaking my arm to get my attention. I bent down to his height and raised my brow at him. "Why does he look like me? We have the same eyes, Mommy," he said, pointing his tiny finger at the wedding stage. I followed his little finger and saw the man who would be my stepsister's husband.

And distance was something I didn’t know how to fight. --- That night, another message buzzed on my phone. “You’ve taken the first step. Now comes the real trial. Soon.” I stared at the words until my vision blurred. My hands shook. Real trial. If everything so far had only been preparation, then what was coming next? I thought of Ian, of the space between us, of the truth that had burned to ash before either of us could see it. And for the first time, I wondered if I was strong enough—not just to face his stepbrother, but to face the truth of what Ian and I really were.

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"Eight thousand dollars is what you will send for making me go through all the trouble." Tears laced my eyes heavenly; from my side view, I could see the maid peeking at me pitifully. With shaky breaths, I took my phone and sent it to the account provided. It's of no use trying to fight it. I will either do it with my bones still intact or destroyed. Stephanie delivers very painful blows that I doubt I want to experience again. Patting my cheeks painfully, Stephanie held a crooked smile. "Now, that's my girl. Expect to see me soon. Bye, honey." She taunted, both mother and daughter laughing evilly on their way out.

As I hairdry my hair to dry off all the water, a message popped on my phone and it was Xavier. He was complaining that he got paired with some psycho from the next class, while Bryan luckily got paired with his girlfriend, and they were having the best time ever. 'How could I ever say that I was paired with the same girl that I got into a scandal with, and was also my step sister?' [Who is your own partner? It'll be hell if it is Madison or Vivian.] He texted. I read the message over and over again wondering if I should reply, and I just replied with anything crazy that came to mind.

And I'm currently Face timing with Dad. "Now Katherine, I wouldn't like you to be on bad terms with your step siblings whom you're supposed to be getting along with. While I'm away with your step mum, Max being the eldest is assigned to be in charge of the-" "Fuck, what?" I scream at the screen of my system, interrupting him from going further, giving him my "You gotta be shitting me look" with my swollen eyes and messed up hair. Dad face palms, then sighs.

I say which was totally true, I told Austin when I found out what’s happening that I’ll find a way to get him out, that’s what all of this is building towards. “I can just see what an amazing person you are Payton” he tells me with a smile, I just take a look down at the ground not knowing how to react now I’ve been complimented. “We better part ways before people start looking, I’ll be in contact soon to explain the next steps” he tells me whilst pulling the hoodie over his head, I also start looking around scared I’d see Markus somewhere. “Okay, I’ll speak to you soon” I smile before pulling my bag tighter over my shoulder and walking away.

Her phone kept vibrating, ringing incessantly, and it gave me a headache. Through the ringing, I could hear Crystal's voice on the other end, sweet and obnoxious. After she hung up, she came closer to my bed, as if to explain herself. "Crystal has a concert next month, and she hurt her palm. I can't just hang her out to dry, Linette. Don't worry. Marshall is here to take care of you. I can trust him," she added, but she seemed to realize her own words were hollow. She quickly rushed out of the room.