Back To The Future Marty Mom Novels & Stories

I distinctly heard Yelena Lipton gasp on the other end of the phone, followed by several seconds of silence. "Mom's… gone? H-How could that be? This is just too sudden! I didn't mean to be absent. I-I'll buy tickets for the soonest flight possible and head back right away. Wait for me to come back, okay?" "No need. From now on, you and I should go our separate ways. There's no need for us to be tied together anymore. This is exactly what you want, isn't it?"

The back of the frame wasn't just a blank board. It was hiding a photo. In the picture, Ethan looked triumphant, his arms wrapped around a woman in a red dress. I held my breath, my fingers trembling as I flipped the photo over. On the back, in handwriting I knew too well, was a line. [Sophia, no matter who I mate, you are the mark on my soul.] The date was the day before our mating ceremony. Early the next morning, after dropping Sam at the pack school, I didn't head to the clinic.

Matthew cheered and grabbed the money before he ran off. No one mentioned me at all. It was as if I never existed. My mother patted her pocket and frowned. “I feel like I have forgotten something…” At the same time, my grandmother walked out of the kitchen holding a dish. She placed it on the dining table. “Oh right, where’s Myra? “Darren should’ve already picked her up by now. Both of you are too careless. How can you forget your child at a rest stop?” It was then that my mother slapped her forehead as she finally remembered me.

BLURB For seven years, Chloe helped her husband build his business empire. For five years of marriage, she endured his coldness and his family’s insults, all while keeping a massive secret: she was building her own multi-billion dollar company in the shadows. When her husband chooses his mistress and throws Chloe down a flight of stairs, he thinks he has destroyed her. He’s wrong. Chloe is signing the divorce papers and now, the only way he can save his business is to beg for a meeting with a CEO who hates his guts.

He was probably busy at work and in a big investors meeting, he was going to call me back. Marty and I got married straight out of college a year ago and it’s been a blissful romance since then, I moved out of my childhood town on Bradsbury and flew right out to New York to start afresh with Marty and now that I quit my job, we could start a family. We could start trying for a baby, maybe buy a house the one with a backyard and a swing set, get a mortgage and I could get a new job when the child is old enough. I squealed and giggled at the thought – it was all coming together, my life was all coming together.

I'm nine years old when I secretly contact my mom Lori Parker's family to get her out of the remote village. When my grandpa, Richard Parker, bursts into the cellar, he finds Mom chained by the neck, with a whip stained with dried, dark blood lying at her feet. Overwhelmed with rage, Grandpa beats my dad, Bruce Fraser, until he is almost dead, vomiting blood repeatedly. Dad is left paralyzed and bedridden for the rest of his life. Just before getting into the car, Mom cries and reaches out to me. "Amy, I'm taking you home!" My eyes sting as I clutch the hem of her clothes, but then memories of my past life come rushing back. Her family turns against her because she protects a bastard l

Mum had just been given her memories back yet wanted to go home to her husband. Mum had just found out that she was pregnant with my siblings and me and knew she belonged with Dad. While in the past, Tracey found out that her best friend, my mother, was her aunt. Charles, Mum’s older brother, had used time travel and slept with a woman in the future. Tracey was the product of that. But I digress. The point is Dad travelled through time to bring his mate back to him. My situation may have been different, but we both did what we had to do for our mates.

We got the ice cream and moved over to a nearby park where a lot of children were having fun and their parents were around too watching them with fulfilling smile. The thought of been among these happy people and no bad thoughts of war flashed through my mind and I shook it off,I glanced at Marty beside me and she had the same look of longing I saw on her face during the full moon where her half sister was sister was with her mate and fully marked just then I remembered that I had left my car keys on the counter in the ice cream shop. “Marty” I shook her lightly from her thought “I forgot my keys in the ice cream shop, wait here while I quickly grab it” and she nodded.

My Dad nodded before he turned and started talking to our warriors. “Babe, I will just talk to them.” “Okay,” I replied, smiling. Then he walked with Misch to talk to everyone from his world. I also want to thank them, but I think my mate can do that for me. “Are you hurt?” Milka asked. “I think so. I don’t feel anything besides being exhausted.” I replied. She smiled and hugged me. “I don’t know what I will do if something bad happens to you.” She said worriedly.

“We’re going to bury that motherfucker.” Arthur flashes her a grin that could burn down cities… and panties. “Oh, baby,” he says with a lopsided smirk, “We’re going to do more than bury him. We’ll incinerate him alive.” They continue laughing like sociopaths until Martha comes in to visit her daughter… The woman seems to have grown ten years older since the news of Mason came out and now, she just looks worse each time Bethany sees her, the mirth dies, and reality is back to hit them in the face.