Bad Mommy Novels & Stories

I am the invisible boy on campus—the quiet nerd who hides his Omega subgender behind oversized sweaters, high calculus scores, and medical-grade suppressants. Until my suppressants failed at a pitch-black frat party, and Jaxon Hilton—the university’s untouchable, tattooed Alpha bad boy—mistook me for a wild female Omega in heat. Two months later, I walked right into his packed fraternity house, looked him dead in the eye, and dropped the cold math: "You got me pregnant." ---------------------------- Now, I’m trapped inside Jaxon’s towering Alpha frame, flooded with terrifying physical strength and dominant instincts I don't know how to control. And lying in front of me is my o

" Your mother is fat, your father is fat. Your entire family is fat. " She picked up her bag. " You are bad. I do not want to talk to you. " She stormed to the car, pulling it open. She was caught by the big devil. He spun her, took her in the car and carefully took her on his laps. The car began moving. He gently rubbed her bumbum. " Little wife, whose mother is fat? " " Your father's mother is a fat and ugly cow. " The big devil frowned. He crooked a brow, and spanked her mouth hard.

My mother would pack me up and send me to Mexico if she knew what I do in the bedroom. I shake my head and chuckle. She just likes you a lot; she doesn't support me doing that. It's a shame she's engaged, damn it. As my mouth drops, I slam into Zeke's arm. "You're repulsive!" He lifts his hands in surrender, "That was a joke, nerd. The fact that you ever stated it is still disgusting. "She is, in fact, a more mature and less obnoxious version of you. Thus, I would utterly fail her."

I seriously said, they can’t decide my future now, not again. “Child! How can you say that she has your child, that woman is a bitch omega!” “She’s not! I told you that she is decent omega who work at the hotel, she has nothing like what we have but she’s not like how you describe her!” My heart is beating so past, this is the first time I’d ever shout at my father.

“I've told you, learn the right thing about why you're playing around. You are always troublesome and can only make trouble.” Mommy Amour was furious and beat the girl with various insults and curses that were inappropriate for a mother to say. He was very disappointed and the child he thought had been unlucky since birth “I'm sorry, Ma'am. Amour didn't mean to do it all, Amour….” “You are indeed an unreliable child. Can only embarrass the family alone and can't boast.” Mom Amour stared at the girl very fiercely, showing that she really didn't like what the child had done.”

LEILANI Crumbled on the floor like all hope was lost, crying and bawling my eyes out. Melinda’s words to me had really wrecked me. I kept crying, clutching my heart while screaming that I’m a bad mother. Malcolm is seated beside me, trying to make me understand that everything is his fault, not mine. But then, I’m convinced that it's really my fault. No matter what he says, it doesn’t change the fact that I neglected my daughter for two freaking days.

The woman scolded her daughter once more. The woman becomes angry due to her daughter’s behavior. “If that’s the kind of intimidation you prefer, you must lack common sense! I am so disappointed in you, Letty! I spent my hard-earned money only to see you turn out this way.” The old woman embodies the characteristics of a toxic mother. The elderly lady is toxic. It has been negatively influencing the child’s thoughts since she was young, and it doesn’t appear to be stopping until Letty willingly loses herself.

Valen looked up at him, confused but listening intently. “She wants to take you far away, to make you call Alex your daddy. Isn't that terrible?” His words were slow and deliberate, each one hitting me like a dagger. “Your mommy is a bad woman, son. A terrible example of a mother. Nobody wants her anymore, not even her so-called friends. Everyone knows it. They all laugh behind her back.” I bit my lip hard enough to draw blood, trying to contain the rising tide of fury. I wanted to drag my innocent child away from this monster, but I was powerless, forced to stand there and take it.

“At home, what does Mommy like to do?” Max tilted his head, thinking for a moment. “Mommy likes to watch shows about bad guys getting caught by police.” I smiled. “Crime dramas?” Max nodded quickly. “Yeah! Mommy says they’re cool. But Cece says Mommy should watch something more fun, like reality shows... and Mommy kicked her out of the room.” I let out a laugh. That was so Belva. Max scooped more ice cream, then looked at me again. “Daddy...” he said softly.

“Go to your mother.” Betsy stamps her foot and sticks out her bottom lip. “But I don’t want to. She’s a bad mommy. She hurts me.” I glance at Maddie. Her big blue eyes are swimming in tears and again, all she can do is shake her head. I make my voice stern, easily stepping into the role as a disciplinarian. “Now, Betsy, it’s not nice to lie. Why would you say such horrible things about your mother?” The little girl stamps her foot again and folds her arms across her chest. “You are a bad man. A bad, bad, man.”