Back To The Future Marty Mom Novels & Stories

"You're not retaking? That's not an option! Don't lose hope, Frank! I believe in you—" She watched my smile grow bigger. Under her surprised gaze, I pulled out my perfectly intact admission letter. "I already got into the university I wanted, Aunt Tiffany. There's no need to retake anything." Aunt Tiffany was stunned. But before she could even start laughing, Mom's call came in again. This time, Mom sounded panicked. "Where's Frank? Is he with you? Put him on the phone right now! Is he trying to get his own mom killed?"

Marty Well tonight I am going to introduce you as my mate to the pack. In other words, we're going to have a party tonight, right dad? Irene said. Yep, we sure are going to be a grand ole celebration. I haven't been mated since your mom died in that rogue attack four years ago. Yeah that was tragic for all of us and the pack as well. Once you are introduced then we can go around meeting the pack members.

I frowned, annoyed at the intrusion, but Etha sighed in resignation. “We have to go,” The dude said. “I just got a call from Clara. Your mom’s on her way home. We need to get you back before she gets there.” “I understand,” Etha said, then turned to me, still clutching my hand. “Can… Can I call you?” The hope in her eyes melted something inside me, and I nodded before I could second-guess myself. A dazzling smile lit up her face, and for a moment, I was sixteen again, giving a five-year-old Amelia chocolates and candies.

What if I’ll encounter Arnold Maxwell again? However, I couldn’t take down my mom’s request. It’s only the first time that she had asked me this. But please… don’t let me see that man again. ‘‘Of course, mom. Let's go...’’ Before leaving the room, I wrapped a heavy coat around my mother’s shoulder and assisted her in standing up. We then went ahead and left, walking past Martha’s empty bed. Perhaps she was in the basement watching on the big screen of the television.

"Are you sure you can find your way? I can walk you back." "No, no," my mother says, "we remember the way. Don't worry. We'll see you tomorrow, okay?" "Breakfast will be brought over at seven. I know you two get up early."

"I'm sorry, Mom. I'll make sure to tidy my things up in the future. Please just let Sherry go to the hospital!" However, Sharon was too nervous, and she knocked over a bottle of moisturizer, spilling the contents everywhere. She looked up at my mother in fear. My mother's face fell as she turned on the AI once more. "The paramedics are about to arrive, but Sharon created a mess in the house. How should I punish her?"

“Shirley, let’s not talk about the past. I was wrong. But right now, I really need you…” “You need my money, you mean?” I snorted. Without my support and Bradley’s pension, it was clear that his life was not as comfortable as before. “It’s not just about money…” Caleb avoided my gaze. “My mom misses you.” “Ha!” I did not believe a word of it. Caleb continued, “Please come back with me to see my mom, okay? She’s not doing well. She’s not good at all.” “Sure.” To his surprise, I agreed. His eyes lit up as he grabbed my sleeve. “Let’s go now.”

She felt like a failure as a mother. Sebastian nodded. "I'll take you there." Right now, she needed her son's company more than anything. After dinner, Sebastian drove Lisbeth to the hospital himself. They found Dennis lying bored in his hospital bed. The child was still weak and could do little more than rest. Seeing his mother, his face lit up. "Mommy." Lisbeth gently stroked Dennis's small face. "Mommy's here to see you. I'm staying with you tonight." At three years old, Dennis didn't understand much about the world. But he understood this. "Yay, Mommy stays."

I cut the engine and stepped off the bike. Mara opened the front door before I even reached the porch. She stood there with a dish towel in her hands. “You’re back early.” “I finished at the garage.” “That’s rare.” “Today’s a rare day.” She leaned against the doorframe. “You okay?” “Yeah.” “You look like you’re about to negotiate a hostage situation.” “That’s oddly specific.” “I watch crime shows,” she said She studied my face a little longer. “Something on your mind?” “Yes.” “That, yes sounds serious.”

It was brutal and deadly, but it was effective. My heart aches whenever I remember that I will never be able to shift into my wolf, bit ever since getting married to Leo, I always try to focus on the future and what could be, but Leo. I scoff bitterly and shake my head in regret. He never treats me like a Luna. Why should he? After all he only married me because the mate bond is sacred to him. “Mom, you don't have to drop me off in front of the school gate. Now, everyone will see that I'm still a mummy's boy.” Alex whines as I switch off the ignition.