Back To The Future Marty Mom Novels & Stories

If I don't make it by then, it'll be too late! The call cut off, leaving only the cold beep in my ear. Then, my perfectly healthy heart twisted sharply, as if someone had grabbed it and wrung it out. Pain rolled through me until I doubled over. I clutched at my chest, and my mind was racing. My mom, Margaret Hale, had always been deeply spiritual. Claire grew up with her and ended up believing in spirits just as firmly. When Claire told me Mom had appeared in her dream, I thought it was just her missing Mom too much.

Logan's Mother, the one who took care of the pack ever since her husband and mate left the pack to attain 'penance'. I let out a shaky breath. The atmosphere grew cold very suddenly. Jean was the last thing on my mind before I lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Irritated, Barbara slapped him and said, "Why are you crying? No one died in this house." The five or six-year-old Jerry Miller cried and said sadly, "Mom is mean, Mom is a witch. I don't like Mom anymore!" Barbara, already in a bad mood, was even more angered by her son's public mockery, making her want to slap him again. The mother and son created a chaotic scene in the living room. Madam Martínez had a displeased expression and said calmly, "Haley, after signing the contract, come to my study with me."

My mom said, and my dad got up to leave. "What is going on, Aliza? This isn't you," My mom said "I am not lying, Mom. I promise. Just think about it. Don't you feel the pleasurable sparks when dad touches you?" I asked, but my mom didn't answer. "I know you do. It's because you are mates. There is something else I have to tell you. There isn't an easy way to say this, but I came back from the future to fix what Catherine ends up destroying," I said

“If anyone needs me, I'll be at the DA’s house. I want to check on Lawrence and I want to tell Jacobs that we got at least one of the bastards.” The trailer was a shit hole, but they had to take what they could get. Marty Schaffer sat on the hole filled faded sofa with his feet propped up on the coffee table. He looked at his list; Jackie, Jodi, Bonnie, Jacobs, George, Jesse, and last, but not least, Sheriff Matthew Kirby. Marty had to add Jacobs’s name back on the list. He didn’t want the wife dead, but Marty shrugged and said, “You gotta break a few eggs to make a perfect omelet.”

And why not? Audrey closed her eyes. When she opened them again, they were bloodshot. Without another word, she rushed toward the slums. The entire drive there, she sped recklessly through the streets. Watching from beside her, I felt a bitter ache. "Mom…" I called out to her, as much as that word felt foreign on my tongue. Meanwhile, Arthur immediately called in his bodyguards. An hour later, they arrived. One of them kicked down the front door of Jack and Ingrid's place. The already crumbling wooden door crashed to the ground with a deafening bang.

"Daisy. Mommy will make you a new one. A bigger one. A better one. Please." She crawled the rest of the way to me and clutched the bunny against my chest, but nothing answered her. "Daisy. Daisy." Her voice cracked apart in the empty room. My chest tightened up. Tears went through me without leaving, and my fingers passed straight through Mama's cheek. "I'm sorry, Mommy." I made you sad again. A woman in a white coat got there fast. She checked my body and slowly shook her head. "There hasn't been a pulse for a while now. And there's something else."

"What kind of papers are we talking about, Mrs. Winters?" "A mate separation agreement. As soon as possible." There was a pause on the other end. Breaking a mate bond was serious business. Not something done lightly. "All right, I'll have a draft ready in a minute," he said at last." But are you sure?" "More sure than I've been about anything in years." Just then, Derek's voice echoed in my mind through our mate link: "Olivia, we need to talk. Something big is happening." I looked down at my phone, at the boutique video still frozen on the screen. At my son using my money to buy gifts for his "real mom."

Somehow, I have gone back in time to the day I got married to Alpha Nathan. "I need to take a picture of you, but I can't do it without your sister. Wait here for me while I go get your sister." Mom left the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts. My hands formed a fist in anger as I thought of Quinn and Alpha Nathan. I don't know how I have traveled back to the past, but I'm not going to let myself make the same mistake I did in my past life; I'm not getting married to alpha Nathan. No matter what, I need to put a stop to this wedding.