Blanket Jackson Mother Novels & Stories

I asked, looking around. "Alley and Pythia said it could be a day or two before they fully figure everything out and I have sent the trackers to Braxton and Troy. Tye is helping them. They will be fine without us." Jackson replied with a small smile. "Okay, let's take the kids to your parents house. I could use some of your mothers happiness." I said, swinging my legs over the bed. "She is very cheerful, she mentioned that she wanted to spend more time with you." Jackson said, slinging his arm over my shoulder and pulling me close. "I would actually love that." I replied easily. No matter what was happening she always made sure to make everyone feel better, we never had to worry about smilin

"It's really good to see you again. I'm sorry that it's under these circumstances. Your father was a great man - a great warrior. He'll be missed." Jackson gave me a quick, awkward hug. "I have to go, Grace. I'll see you around." He pushed past me. After a few steps he turned around again. "Grace..." I looked up at him. "We really miss you around here." I wanted to tell him that I miss him as well, but he was gone before I could. I was still turning my encounter with Jackson over in my head when my mother found me. Her green eyes were red-rimmed and puffy from crying. She looked frail and bleak. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close - breathing in her familiar and comforting scent.

Blanket that she found so comforting because it felt like her mother’s embrace. “Maman gave me that blanket to give to you. And when I was going through your old social media account you created in Xen, you once mentioned you loved the Jasmine scent because it reminded you of your mother.” Racheal stared at Delbert, feeling her world beginning to spin again. Her mother could not have sat back all these years and watched her suffer. Did she really know anyone anymore? If her mother was alive, then all her life would have been a lie. “Maybe Madame Dalloz found that account too, read those posts too, and made the blanket herself.” Racheal said.

"I honestly don't know." "That must be why Zandicar wants us!" She said more to herself, but that caught my attention. "Who the hell is Zandicar? What does he want with my mate?!" I was slowly losing control of Jackson. My mother noticed me losing control, so she unleashed Vanessa on Jackson. "Jackson, you had better keep your head!" I felt Jackson whimper at his mother's command. I mean she is still technically Luna, and she is our mother, so he had little choice but to listen to her. "Thank you mom."

I was curious who could be inside that could answer the questions he couldn't as anyone of note was ended by my father's orders. “Amara?” A brittle voice asked as my eyes came up in astonishment. I looked back to Jackson but he was already out of the car, his silhouette moving to the field too far away for me to even call to him by now. I turned back to the woman wrapping a blanket around her arms. “Amara…” “Mom? H-how?” She rushed to me, my body crushed to hers as she wrapped me tightly. “Please come inside, I'll explain.” I looked back over my shoulder one last time to Jackson, finding how he now disappeared, but I could still feel him close.

** “Knock! Knock! There was a knock on the door, Mrs. Jackson didn’t know if she should leave her daughter to bleed to death and get the door or just ignore the person knocking. Of course, she made the choice that any mother whose child was in Minx’s situation would make. The person should either break the door and enter or leave because there was no way she could leave minx at that point. The bandage around Minx’s arm was soaked with blood, Minx was getting weaker by the second. She feared that she was going to die. “Mom? Have I lost my abilities?” Minx whispered. She didn’t have the strength to speak out loud or do anything. She had sufficient energy for just breathing which was becoming m

I must have slept off because I didn't know when uncle Sam came over to our house and was shocked when he carried me in both hands and some men started wrapping my mum up in what looked like a big black sack. "Stop," I screamed. "She can't breathe if you put her inside the bag." But they ignored me and continued with what they were doing. I struggled to get off uncle Sam's body, but he held me tighter. Reality dawned on me as I saw the pity glances from the neighbors towards me when they took my mum away. The neighbors tried being kind to me the day my mother died but it was of no use to me, when I needed them the most they ignored and labeled me a bastard. Maybe if they had not treated my m

Jacob said, looking at Andrea with a smile. "Look who we have here. He finally remembers his mother," Mrs. Jones said happily as she walked over to them and gave Jacob a hug. Mrs. Jones, who is in her late forties, has stunning emerald green eyes and soft, chestnut hair that stops just above her shoulders. She caught Andrea's attention in a multicolored floral dress that highlighted her fair complexion. Even Andrea couldn't help but feel intimidated by her beauty. Andrea's smile slowly faded away, and a faint gasp escaped her lips as recognition finally dawned on her: "Her? The lady I met at the boutique is Jacob's mom."She thought to herself inwardly.

What I saw there was a sight I would never forget for the rest of my life. My brothers were pinning my mother down in the banquet hall. Forced to kneel, she licked that unfamiliar woman’s shoes…

Jackson was shocked to see what was going on, he requested that reverse be the case. “Jackson's please do not do that, if you do it my daughter is going to die. She is the only child that I have and she doesn't deserve to die this way, please just let both of them go.” Sharon begged Jackson. Amelia was sleeping but her mother's voice woke her up. She was shocked to see Jackson there. And then she saw her mom bleeding and begging Jackson. “Can you even listen to yourself, do you realize that my wife was also born by a woman, she is also someone's only child and you think killing her is right?”