Be Careful Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back Novels & Stories

I gave them back their own words, one by one, exactly the way they'd given them to me. "Then stay here. Stay right here. It's so safe in here, isn't it? Completely sealed. Nothing gets in. Not a bomb, not a zombie, not anything." Dad dropped to his knees and slammed his forehead into the concrete floor over and over again, the thud of it echoing through the room, blood spreading across his skin. "No! That's not true! That's not true! "Outside, it's spring! There's a barbecue out there! There's steak! There's everything!

“How is he?” “The wound is bad, and will leave a massive scar, but he will recover.” Mom removed her gloves and threw them into the bin before she came and hugged me. “Be careful out there, honey.” “You, too, Mom.” I went back to my mate waiting for me with his arms crossed over his chest. “I’m sorry, Beetle, or do you prefer Tarantula.” “Yeah. Me, too. But I will find whoever did this. This time, I won’t be so merciful.”

I hear Mom in the back, "oh my goddess, no, not my sweet girl, Veronica baby, are you okay? A genuine smile graces my face, this woman is perfection, My Carol, my bonus Mom, "yes, I'm Okay, a few cuts and scrapes and a huge bump on my head, but otherwise, I'm good. A sigh leaves my lips, "Dad I'll just go and find some help, I can't stay here, it's snowing, and I don't want to turn into a popsicle." He growls, "Veronica, just....,"

"You had your chance to do this the easy way. Now we do it the hard way. This is my house, and I'm throwing you out right now." Kaden stood there smirking. "As of now, this house belongs to me. Take your junk and get out of this building." My eyes locked onto the toy broken in two under her foot. My father bought that for me when I was a kid. After he died, I kept it with me everywhere. As long as I had it, I could pretend he was still around. And now, she'd crushed it. Rage surged through me. I charged forward and shoved her to the ground.

"It's all right, I just bumped onto it for a moment. It'll be fine after two days." "Ahhhhh, why is it so swollen? Did you let a doctor check on it?". "Already did so earlier." Auntie Shu nodded, suddenly noticing her surrounding It was only then that she realized that Riley seemed to have returned home with the Big Boss? Riley also looked up at Xavier, seeking him to speak to the helper on the side for a moment before walking in to return her gaze. "Auntie Shu, in the future you should just call me Mrs. Noah or Madam, both work". Riley took the opportunity to declare before Xavier came back.

that smile! "Mom...mom..." his feeble voice cooed. Only I knew the kind of urge I fought to crush his little body in my embrace. He was completely out of danger! It was nothing less than a miracle. But...there are some things even miracles can't change. Or perhaps, Jean is still too little to understand that... "Mom...where is daddy?" My heart thumped. First thing he asks after waking up is for that man... That same man who never paid attention to him. That same man who let that witch infect him Goddess knows how. That same man who refused to take care of him, think about him, or even ask about his progress!

"You all are putting me in an awkward position here." "Shameful, Collins, you are," Mom said, wiping her tears after she calmed down. Boraxip glared at her. "And if you don't want to admit that you were also a rebel, I'm telling them where you met Peyton." Boraxip's eyes widened as he gawked at her. "You are evil," he said. "Thank you," my mom said proudly, making Boraxip laugh. "Okay, fine. I was a rebel. Happy?"

If you lose sight of your initial objectives, then I will withdraw the sponsorship at any time. Daryl nodded in understanding. However, I could catch a flash of disappointment in his eyes. I went silent for a bit. Then, I added, "However, you can still call me your dad in public if you need to." His eyes lit up with a bright smile at once. His smile stunned me. I found it so ironic that Tammy, my own daughter, didn't care about me as her dad, and yet, a stranger's kid was simply ecstatic to be allowed to call me his dad.

“Soon, baby girl.” “Soon,” I said with a resigned sigh. He leaned in closer, voice just above a whisper as he spoke into my ear. It was so low no one else could hear. “Until then you can mark me with your scent to keep them all away. I’ll eat your pretty little pussy until you cream all over my face, and I won’t wash it off.” My eyes were wide, hand fanning my face as my legs squeezed together. “PG over there.” I heard my mom say, and my eyes flashed to hers. They were dancing in amusement, which only made my face flame hotter.

Gave a small smile that didn't reach my eyes. "I'm back." "So we see," Dad said. I walked past them into the house. No hugs. No "we missed you." No "we're sorry." They never acted like parents anyway. "Wait." Mom's voice stopped me at the base of the stairs. I turned. She walked closer. Held out a small crystal bottle. The perfume. My stomach twisted. "Now that you're back," Mom said, "remember. Isabella is his mate. Not you. You'll continue masking your scent. There's a whole supply in your room."