Caleb Love Mom Novels & Stories

"You made your choice. I made mine." "You can't be serious. This is—this is incest or something!" "Hardly. You're not his biological son. There's no blood relation between us whatsoever." I smiled sweetly. "Which makes this perfectly acceptable. Unconventional, perhaps. But perfectly legal." Caleb looked like he might vomit. "So," I continued, "as I was saying. You should call me Mom. Or Mother, if you prefer something more formal. I'm not picky." "I will never call you that." His voice shook with rage. "Never. Do you hear me? You're nothing. A nobody from a worthless pack. You think marrying my father changes anything?"

Tony observed. I nodded. “Mrs. West is probably the only person around Caleb who did not detest me. I will miss her kindness. I have relied so much on her this past three years. As you know, Caleb's mother does not like me for him while I never saw his father.” Tony nodded. “Yes, because Caleb's mother thinks you are a gold-digger, out to get his son’s money.” And we both laughed. “If only they knew the truth.” Tony mused after a while.

The nurse wheeled Uncle's bed back to his room and carried me in. It was just me and Uncle now. “Serena.” He took my hand. His voice was sad. “Mommy went to the moon. She asked me to take care of you.” “Mommy left everything to you. You'll never want for anything in your life.” I tilted my head and chewed on my fingernail. I didn't want Mommy's things. I wanted Mommy. “Uncle.” I swallowed. “Is Mommy never coming back?” Uncle nodded, sad.

My heart ached heavily, and I ordered them with a stern voice, "Get out! The two of you!" "What? What gives you the audacity to yell at us? Were you expecting that Alpha Xander would choose you over Quincy? Only in your dreams. You better stay away from him if you know what's good for you. Let's go, Mom. I will take you home in my car," Kaleb stated, and he placed his arm over Mom's shoulder and escorted her out of the room. I wasn't supposed to feel bad, but I was in pain, and I didn't know why.

My fiancee, Natalie Crenshaw, has always had a phenomenal memory. She never forgets a thing. Yet, when I propose, she forgets to hold out her hand for the diamond ring. When we go to get our marriage certificate, she forgets to bring her identification papers. And on our wedding day, she forgets she's supposed to be there altogether. Why? Because she's busy saving her childhood sweetheart's wedding next door—by stepping in as the bride herself. Seeing all this, Mom suffers a heart attack. I beg Natalie to go to the hospital and explain things, but she simply links her arm with Erik Cuoco's mother, sweetly calling her "Mom", and claims that I'm nothing more than a pursuer who doesn't kn

“Seriously, Mom?” “Uhm, is there something wrong?” It was Caleb. Standing there while staring at us confused. “Mom’s acting weird.” I walked towards him and pulled him towards the living room. “I don’t wanna make coffee anymore!” I childishly shouted as we sat on the couch. Caleb green eyes were filled with amusement. “I kinda hate the fact that they suddenly appeared and preclude our love making but it’s cute to see you like this.” He tenderly whispered and smiled brightly. “I’d like to see more other sides of you.”

Jeez, It's been an hour and I’m already doing things I wouldn’t typically do. This place is going to be the death of me. “My mom is going away this summer as a travel nurse,” I explain. “I think what your mom's doing is pretty sick, ” Caleb smiles. My heart melts to pudding when he flashes his pearly white teeth and dimples. “Yeah,” I sheepishly grin, “She is pretty cool.” Despite the fact the Caleb almost frightened me to death, so far he seems like a really nice guy. I look into his eyes again, without faltering.

“Caleb hates me because I didn’t care to look after him as a parent, as his father, when she passed away. My mom and Sean looked after him while I was away for work, making excuses that I needed to earn more so I could put him in a good school. And now… it’s too late.” “It’s not,” I disagreed, shaking my head. “It’s not too late. You are just scared. But he is your son, and he misses you. I know he does because…” I took a deep breath and met his eyes, “I hated my mom. I still do. She was a bully and a terrible mother with no maternal instinct. But… if I got a chance to talk to her about why she hated me so much and still left me with everything, I would take it in a heartbeat. So, talk to Ca

His voice runs over me like a balm for my aches and I shudder, stepping back from my brother. “She is worried she won’t be a good mother.” “And that is why she will be an excellent but overbearing one,” Enzo chuckles. “I had one of those, and I loved her wholly.” Caleb takes a deep breath, his smile seemingly a permanent fixture on his face. “Your mom was awesome.” He agrees with Enzo. “Ok. I need to go back and check on her before we head out for the memorial. You aren’t wearing that, are you?” He frowns, looking at the oversized sweatshirt and my sweatpants.

“Right. We do look alike.” “You said that you didn’t abandon us, but I don’t believe you!” Avery said determinedly. There seems to be a misunderstanding between your mom and me. I’m thinking of something. Once the misunderstandings are gone, both you and your mom will come back to me,” Caleb said earnestly. Avery looked confused, tilting his head, upon hearing that. “I still love your mommy. I don’t want a divorce. I’m begging her for forgiveness right now,” Caleb continued.