Your Stepdad Novels & Stories

She was here. Rose. And she wasn’t just the silly little girl I remembered from childhood anymore. She was nineteen. Grown. Beautiful. She was ready. But then Father said the words that shattered everything completely. “Meet your new sister.” Fuck. My heart fell apart in an instant. But that was also the moment I realized, I was screwed. I had to push her away again. That was the only way. She was my stepsister. The daughter of the woman my father intended on spent the rest of his life with.

The life that I had built deliberately out of the wreckage of everything that came before. There were two hundred people in this room and I was standing here coming apart over a man I had buried, no I straightened. Lifted my chin. Found my smile and put it back where it belonged. He was my stepson. That was his role now. That was all he was ever going to be. He would soon be leaving for where he came from. I let a few minutes pass. Let the room pull me back in — Richard's voice, the music, the warmth of people who meant well. And when I turned to Salvatore again it was with the steadiness of a woman who had made her peace.

he growled, then pressed me against the wall and fucked me until I was screaming. That night, I snuck into my stepdad’s office while mom was fucking him in their room, and got the existing will along with the new one I had drawn up. When I sat down with him, he’d quickly glanced at the existing will, growling that Stephanie gets everything. Then, he’d looked over the new will. “We need to make some changes here,” he said. “Like what?” I asked.

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.

"Well, I wish mine was dead." "At least I'm not the only one having dad problems," I murmured. "Tell me what you remember about your dad." He said. "Nothing." "Nothing?" "Yeah, nothing, he left when I was three or something, that's what mom said." "But on the bright side, I'm having a think I'm gonna have a stepdad." I grinned. "Step-dads, they're the worst, most times they fuck the daylight out of their so-called stepdaughters." He frowned.

He is slowly massaging her head trying to put her to sleep. As I take the next step down the staircase, his eyes meet mine and I suddenly stop, to take a calm breath. I know Avera has explained everything to me but I don't know how to act in this situation, referring to my dad's best friend as my stepdad. "You shouldn't keep standing there, Elena. Take a seat," he says, my heart drums a little. I didn't expect him to speak, I expected the silence to just replenish the entire atmosphere like that.

she explained and I swallowed hard at the mention of his name again and although I told myself I didn't wanna think of this morning anymore, I couldn't stop my travelling thoughts from going wherever it is they wanted and they swinged back and forth from this morning, to the night he told me of his mother's return and over to that morning at the office he said something about my coat that led to our step father conversation. This means, My Father is the Step Dad Adrian spoke of?? Adrian is my Step Brother???

" Leaving the house, I let the cool evening air wash over me. My feet carried me aimlessly, my mind lost in a whirlwind of thoughts. Before I realized it, I found myself standing outside the old house at the Midnight pack. My mind could not help but wander to those beautiful days I spent here with my parents, now step parents. I learnt so many things here ànd experienced the best childhood here. It's such a shame that the people who lived here were no longer the same. They changed, I changed, everything changed. The door creaked open, revealing my stepmother. Her eyes narrowed upon seeing me. "Mia," she spat, venom dripping from her tone. "What are you doing here?" "I... I … " I stammered,no

Not even if I tried. "I'm listening." "Well, I know we got off on the wrong foot but I want to tell you something." Boy, here we go. "My stepdad got my mother pregnant and then married her." He began. "He wasn't one of those guys that anyone could really count on for the long rodeo." "I'm guessing you're assuming I share similar traits with your stepfather?" I observed.

I look down. I’ve never actually met my father. My mom won’t tell me his name. I checked my birth certificate and Theodore Sol is listed. That is my stepdad. He was added after he adopted me. Everyone gets quiet and we continue to play. I sure know how to stop a party.