Caleb Love Mom Novels & Stories

It was the kind of calm she used to threaten. "Should I tell, Isabella? Or should I not?" I pressed my lips together, unsure of what to say. If this had been the Isabella of a few months ago, she would never have lowered her head. But I wasn’t that Isabella anymore. Life had changed me. As I heard about leaving Ezekiel, I could not keep myself calm. I took a deep breath and finally spoke, my voice steady. "Mom, I love Ezekiel." Her smirk faltered for just a second, but she tilted her head as if mocking me.

My younger sister, Alice Ballmer, rushed forward at just the right moment, wrapping her arms around our hysterical mother, tears streaming down her face. She turned to me and snapped, "Iris! You're so selfish! You know full well you're nothing but an ineradicable stain, and yet you still provoke Mom like this—are you trying to drive her to her death?!" A stain? I froze. Bits and pieces of the "past" that the adults in my family had occasionally let slip started surfacing in my mind, fragmented and hazy. Before I ever existed, my parents had been deeply in love, about to walk down the aisle.

Asher murmured. “You’ve got a dark side,” Caleb replied quietly. “But you’re not the only one.” He turned his face slightly, emotion creeping into his voice. “I grew up without a father. And my mother died when I was six.” Asher's face softened with sorrow as Caleb looked away, blinking back tears. “I often see my mum In her room,” Caleb continued. “She was never happy. I’d find her sitting alone, staring at one of the photos... sometimes crying.”

She felt like she was going mad. Lust was one thing, but wrapped up in first love? It was fucking lethal. Crippling. “You let my mom jack you off,” she said, her voice small but sharp, still trying to talk herself into saying no to him. Caleb’s hands paused on her panties, as he wanted a clear head for this part. As clear as it could be while he was with her anyway.

I couldn't help glancing at the man next to me wondering if he was some kind of statue that only knew how to follow orders. Caleb was infamous for being the shadow of the king himself. People said he had no expression, no soul and was just the perfect robot secretary. Though he was annoyingly handsome, just like his boss. Short brown hair, cold gray eyes that showed no trace of emotion, neat black suit, again just like his boss, and tall, he was even taller than Dominic, about 6 '4 if I wasn't mistaken. Just looking at him, I could tell he'd have a big cock. Shame he had to stick it up his ass.

Jake revealed. “He’s not my lover! He is my mate.” Raquel suddenly yelled, eyes red with brewing anger on hearing Mathew being declared as her lover. “I am not his mistress. How can I be his mistress if I am his mate? How can I be his mistress if I’m the one destined to him from the moon goddess?” She screams untop of her voice. To say I was shocked was an understatement. She has absolute no remorse for what she did. Instead she looked prideful, non-challant and tired.

On the other end of the phone, which she had tossed onto the couch, Esther was still anxiously calling out for Mom. Lance picked up the phone, his expression thunderous. "Esther, get over to my phone right now. It seems like my mother has gone mad." In that vast house, Mom was still persistently calling my name. I never knew that my death would hit her this hard, that it could leave her in such a dazed and bewildered state. In that moment, I found myself wondering—had she actually loved me after all? The heavy rain kept pouring down endlessly outside the window, and my heart was no longer at peace either.

I didn't want to be an audience to their tear-jerking mother-daughter bond. "I don't—" Before I could finish, Mom’s voice blasted through the phone. "Serena, if Tara hadn’t insisted that a family should stay whole, do you really think I’d want a troublemaker like you back? "You’ve always been so stubborn. If it weren’t for you, your brother…Look come by or not, I don’t care either way.” Then she hung up. I stared at the black screen, my hand tightening around my medical report. I suddenly felt grateful for my illness.

Elise gasped, feigning shock beautifully. "Oh, so you admit he's my father now?" Caleb shot back, dry and pointed. "Caleb, what have I ever done to you? Why are you shouting at me?" Elathan dropped his head, eyes welling with tears that came a little too easily to be real. "It's fine if you don't like me, fine if you yell at me. Just please don't talk about my mum like that. She's all I have." "Enough." Caleb held up a single finger, silencing him.

Mom raises me and my brother, Cameron Joyner, by herself after she gets a divorce. Cameron was born with congenital asthma and has to take medication every day. Although I'm healthier, Mom treats me better than Cameron. She always says, "You're the apple of my eye, Cassie. I don't want you to feel troubled because of Cam." From the very beginning of my life, I've always been number one in Mom's heart. However, the year I turn 15, Cameron suddenly disappears. Mom completely changes after he goes missing.