Coraline X Other Mother Novels & Stories

The other. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I chant, legs shaking. You gonna cum for me? “Almost. Almost!” Then she adds another finger. “FUCK!” I scream, gripping her head with both hands. I can’t tell if the wetness on her face is water or me. That’s when we both get a mindlink—from my mother. You two better get out of that damn shower! Ninety minutes until the ceremony and I still have to do your makeup and hair!

"Nicodra said he hopes to see you there. He said his Luna does as well." "And? That's it? They're just being nice, David!" He shakes his head as anger flashes on his face—a quiet, deadly anger that reminds me of the mafia men from those long movies my father would watch when he had the night off every once in a blue moon. My mother would try to watch them with him, but she would get bored—not enough romance to keep her engaged. "You're seeing things that aren't there," I tell him. "Nicodra has a mate. He has Aurora, and to suggest he wants other things is ridiculous."

Mel felt the intense gaze of the woman on her and couldn't help but wonder if this woman is Bryce's mother. They are not in a romantic relationship, but she seems to be having problems with the parents of the men around her in her head now. "I'm a friend of Bryce." She said, trying to sound as calm as possible. "Oh!" The woman exclaimed softly, still looking at her like her eyes have some sort of scanner in them. Mel was dressed simply. A light blue gown that neither accentuates her curves or looks too big on her.

"My sister has been struggling to get pregnant for a long time, so she's under a lot of emotional stress. She just thought your baby was cute and couldn't help looking for a moment. She wasn't trying to steal your child." The woman shot me a sideways glance, her tone growing even more contemptuous. "Just look at her face, covered in acne. You can tell she's mentally twisted and full of bitterness. Even if someone like her could get pregnant, she'd never raise a child properly. Who knows what kind of sick thoughts she has?" My whole body trembled with rage. I opened my mouth to argue, only for my mother to grab me first. She frowned impatiently. "Cassidy, you were in the wrong first. Stop mak

I kicked her hard in the stomach. She cried out and doubled over in pain. “You don’t even deserve for Ev to call you ‘Mom.’” Rosie was in so much pain that she could not say anything. Just then, the landline rang. I picked it up while still feeling annoyed. A nurse spoke urgently on the other end. “Dr. Rosie, there’s a problem with your mother.” It sounded like something had happened to Barbara. Rosie’s face went pale. She struggled to walk and ended up practically crawling out the door.

"Cara, can you tell Mommy what happened?" "I waited at school for a long time, but no one came to pick me up. So, I came home, but Grandma didn't let me in. Then an older man said he likes me a lot. Then, I was locked in the cage." I could feel my blood boil as I turned to Jack, who was watching from the sideline. "Even you won't trust me? How can you allow them to take Cara to perform a paternity test? How can you treat her like that?"

I laughed without humour. “I can do whatever I want,” Coral smiled smugly and rested a hand on her own stomach, “because I’m the one he loves. I’m the mother of his children. I’m the one he recognizes. You’re just a figurehead. You’re just meant to keep me safe from his parents.” I scoffed but a part of me tore into pieces as I watched her hand on her stomach. “I don’t believe you.” I said with as much firmness as I could.

My mother, Sophie Nash, was also my homeroom teacher, and she loved nothing more than using me to assert her authority. She was convinced that the worse off I was, the more afraid my classmates would be, and the higher her authority would be. Once, when I passed an eraser to a classmate during class, she slapped me so hard across the face in front of the whole class that my face swelled up. Another time, after I secretly ate a crumb of a classmate’s snack during recess, my mom dragged me up to the front of the classroom and pricked my lip with a needle until blood gushed out. Later, when a classmate was caught by the vice principal for having a romantic relationship while underaged, my m

I can see the courtyard with the large stone pillars, trailing vines and the sun rising above the large garden. There is Killian standing at the center of it, dressed up in his usual black, giving off the look of pure power. His arm is wrapped loosely around my mother's waist. She leans into him, laughing softly at something he says, her head resting against his shoulder as if it belongs there. I focus and strain to hear. "It will be beautiful," my mother says. "Everything that you do is beautiful, Darling," Killian whispers back. I can't help but I have to look at him, I keep looking at him no matter how much I try not to. I do try not to, but the bond drags my gaze back to him, over and ov

I took a shower and got dressed in something casual– a simple tank top and short before heading downstairs. When I headed downstairs, my mom was lying on the couch, watching N*****x with a cozy blanket wrapped around her legs. As soon as she heard footsteps, she perked up. “Honey, come watch TV with me” she said when she saw me, patting the cushion next to her. “I’m watching this cute romantic comedy. You’ll love it.” “Actually, I think I’m going to head out for a bit,” I said. “Maybe hit the beach.”