Novel & Cerita Chapter 6 Mother 3

"Amber, are you sure you want Diana Sinclair to become Elliot Cladwell's deceased biological mother?" The mechanical voice sounded in my mind, and I didn't hesitate. "I'm sure." "Understood. The Wish-Granting System has been activated. Diana Sinclair's wish will be fulfilled in three days." Diana had already unbuttoned her clothes down to her chest in the on-call room. She was pinned beneath Elliot as she laughed breathlessly. She wrapped her arms around his neck, embellishing her explanation as she spoke. "Honestly, I wish I could just become Elliot's mom. Every time I see him like this during an episode, my heart aches so much I can barely stand it!"

Chapter 2. Her mother was arched in a perfect doggy-style position on the bed, completely naked and glistening with sweat. Her curvy, mature body looked incredible... her big, heavy breasts swinging and bouncing deliciously with every brutal thrust, the dark nipples rock-hard and swaying. Her round, full ass rippled and jiggled each time her partner slammed into her from behind, his powerful hips driving forward with force. Layla could see the thick, veined shaft of the man’s cock stretching her mother’s pink, dripping pussy wide open on every deep stroke, pulling out shiny and coated in creamy juices before slamming back in.

Jean said to Terri, "There won't be enough room otherwise." "That will be alright, won't it Rick?" his mother said. "Well as long as you don't weigh a ton, and take up the whole side of the truck," he said laughing. "I'll have you know I weigh one hundred and five pounds, young man, and I'm only five foot three, not six foot three." She was grinning when she said it, but there was a little bit of pride in her voice. At thirty-six, his mother had the body and looks of a high school senior. Although few high school girls had 36C boobs that were full, firm and had such prominent nipples, plus a number ten ass. Calling his attention to her body was not the best thing she could have done.

My mother, Samantha, believed I was born a liar. Because she was deceived by my father's sweet words in her youth and abandoned after giving birth to me and my sister, Mia, she harbored a deep, bitter hatred for lies. She begged a witch for two magic rings. The rule was simple: if the wearer lied, the ring would glow red and burn them with magic. Mia's ring never hurt her, even when she broke a vase and blamed it on me. But if I simply said, "I'm thirsty," my ring would sear my flesh until I screamed. At first, I tried to defend myself, but Mom would just say, "The ring doesn't lie. Only through repeated punishment can your wicked soul be cleansed." After thousands of burns, even I started t

Chapter 3 A 3D GOD ★★BELLA★★ "Pls mom I won't vomit anymore, I don't want to eat this-" She pushed my head further in the mess, "Eat it, evil child, that looks like her evil mother. Your mother tried to take a place which was never hers, look where it took her! Hmph!" She dusted her foot before leaving, seeing she closed the door, I went to the bathroom to wash my face before cleaning the mess with a rag.

It was a woman in a silver gown, her face a perfect, un-aged version of mine, her eyes glowing with a cold, absolute violet. "The Architect and the Asset have failed their refinement," she said, her voice sounding like a thousand chime-bells. "It is time for the Mother to take the throne herself." She raised her hand, and the ten thousand Dantes didn't just resume their march—they turned as one and pointed their blades at us. "Kill them," my mother commanded. "And harvest the remains for the Third Regency." (Watch out for Chapter 247) 💬 Add to library | Vote | Comment | Gifts

As long as she was willing to grow, Xiao Chen's mother was confident that her daughter would become a powerful expert who would even surpass Xiao Chen in the future. Xiao Chen's father was helpless about all this. His daughter's past was indeed terrible. But that shouldn't have dampened her fighting spirit in achieving the highest strength. They both tried to knock on the door, but in the end, what they did failed completely because their child had completely closed herself off in her own blanket. The mother, who couldn't do anything, just touched her stomach because she was currently pregnant with her third child. She was worried, worried about the future of her third child, who might also

LEILANI Cold sweats began to emanate from my body, I couldn't believe that I'd been a terrible mother. How could I forget that I gave birth to twins? Even though I lost my little Miranda, how could I forget her? What sort of mother am I? And now I had no idea where my angel was buried. "I'm a bad mother," I cried and held onto Malcolm's shirt. "Calm down, Lani. Your experience at the park today is affecting you. Take a deep breath, Lani," Malcolm said, trying so hard to pacify me.

My mother’s gaze snapped to me. “Say that again.” I met her eyes. “Whoever she is, she’s being restrained. Watched.” The hall went still. Kael’s fists clenched. Ronan’s expression toughened. My mother breathed in deeply, then pressed her palm to her chest, as if calming something ancient within herself. “The Moon does not tie Alphas to cages,” she murmured. “If your mate is confined, then fate demands intervention.” The Mother of Three She moved closer then, placing a hand on each of our chests in turn.

Maybe Father had sold it too. "Promise me Camila, you will look after your brother when am gone." Mother coughs while blood tickled its way out of her nostril. She looked like a granny even at 33, her skin turning pale and wearing off each passing minute. Both mother and daughter laid close to each other on mother's bed. Only that Camila placed her head on mother chest, her ears attentive of her heartbeats. She fear if she stop listening then mother will drift into unconsciousness and never wake up.