Total Drama Stephanie Novels & Stories

Astra even forgot all the things she wanted to tell Stephanie. After their meal, they both relaxed on the chair. "That was very good," Steph said and Astra agreed. "So a lot has been happening lately. You don't even want to know how much drama I have faced in the last few days," Astra blurted out. It was so hard to hold it in. Steph as usual looked piqued at the mention of gist. She clearly wanted to hear about it.

The line disconnected, followed by the door being pushed open violently. "And why are you refusing to see me, Hendrix!? This is unacceptable." Stephanie walked in, a sight of disarray. Her eyes are puffy from tears. To me, she doesn't resemble a businesswoman but rather appears like someone who is shattered and lacking control. "Please, Hendrix, don't do this." She immediately kneels at my feet and embraces my leg tightly. "Please don’t abandon me like this. You can't just walk away, Hendrix. I’ve been by your side for five years. Can't you understand how much I love you? I love you deeply, Hendrix, please." she implored, tears streaming down her face.

Stephanie said pretending to think hard, it almost made me laugh. "Unless... You're the same scumbag who molested Adira all those years back? Physically abusing her and locking her in a room. But then again, I must be mistaken, that can't be a respectable man like yourself, can it." I watched Spencer freeze in his shoes. Stephanie moved closer with the smile on her face completely wiped off. "News flash, I use to work for an Italian Mafia and I know how to treat mean people who don't know how to treat women, especially men, either by the law and also.... Unlawful means." She whispered into his ear as she gave me a wink.

Peterson's house. We dressed up quite formally because my mother said that by dressing appropriately, I could give a good impression to her future husband and also my future stepbrother who was said to prefer neatness. Surprisingly, I can still look this beautiful even though I was heartbroken yesterday. Thanks to the lessons of my mother who told me that love doesn't fill our stomachs, so yesterday's situation was like a movie that quickly ran out of steam. Plus the incident last night is bothering me more now than the memories of Matthew.

I dial the number of some of my men that are my friends but non of them picked the call, I became worried and knew that I have to go to see what was happening. Stephanie. I drove to the drug farm like the mafia Queen that I have always wanted to be , I dress in black like I was mourning the death of my husband , I got out of my car and call all the farm workers , I then announced the death of my husband.

The rest of us that remained standing are in one way or another related to each other somehow. From my point of view, I had with me right now, The step brothers from both sides, my actual Dad, the Stepmom I'm seeing for the very first time, my Mom and step Dad, and the half sister who appears too young to be involved in all of this crazy inter-family madness. She looked terribly confused and sad that I felt really bad for her. How less crazy could this possibly get at this point?

I groan, burying my face in the pillow. Stephanie, however, is having the time of her life. She bursts into laughter. “THIS IS GOLD!” She exclaims. “Stephanie!” I yell loudly. “This is literally the most dramatic thing to happen on campus this year!” Stephanie laughs. “I want to disappear,” I say softly. Stephanie continues scrolling. “Oh my God there’s a slow motion version,” she blurts out. I sit up instantly. “There is WHAT?!” I ask. She shows me the screen and I see that someone edited the video with dramatic music.

As Stephanie arrives at the airport, Madeline and Jake anxiously wait by the entrance. Daniel, sitting in the driver's seat of the inconspicuous car they borrowed, looks at Stephanie approaching and unlocks the doors for her. Stephanie hops in, holding a small package securely. Madeline greets her, "Steph, you're a lifesaver. Let's get going." They drive to a store to get a disguise for Jake. While they wait in the car, Jake taps his fingers on the steering wheel, a mix of anxiety and anticipation in the air. Daniel, checking the time on his phone, mutters, "Steph is taking longer than expected." Madeline, fidgeting with the fake necklace in her hands, chimes in, "Yeah, we can't afford any m

I could not tolerate Stephan being disrespected and I was not sure why. "Too much drama, they will not open up, secrets, they tend to get overtly possessive and suffocating, I could go on about it, Love," Dwayne aired away. I gaped at him in awe as he described Stephen without missing a beat. I began to get why he had almost come close to killing Stephan. He was not the usual Mafia lord. From the way he looked, he was a very calculating man. "You sound like you have one yourself," I said.