Coraline X Other Mother Novels & Stories

Instead, he was looking at me with a hint of curiosity. The woman, whose hand Julian held, was dressed in a long, white dress. She had an elegant and gentle air, yet she was nervously tucking a strand of hair behind her ear under my scrutiny. Yohan noticed the way I was staring at Emily Walker. He then stood protectively in front of her. If I truly had lost my memories, I might actually believe that these people before me were a loving family of three. Julian tugged at Yohan's hand and whispered, "Since Mommy lost her memories, does that mean you guys can get a divorce now, Daddy?"

"No, I don't…" When she lifted her head again and met his eyes, he let out a piercing scream. How could he not, when what he saw was the face of his mother? The same mother who'd been dead for over a decade.

She was desperate to prove that I deserved this, eager to prove her parenting had been right. She held her head high to show her neck to the police, her eyes filled with a disturbing kind of confidence. "Watch carefully. I am Jessica Farrell. I am Irene's mother." That was a fact, an absolute truth. And yet, a sharp beep rang out instantly. The dormant red light suddenly came alive, glowing an intense, unsettling red. It was like a blood-red eye had snapped open in the dim living room. Mom froze in place, her confident expression stiffening. She smacked the collar hard like she was banging on a TV with a bad signal. "What's going on? Is it broken? But I'm telling the truth! I'm Jessica Farre

The fact they were extremely wealthy and powerful didn't help either. Coral wanted to tuck tail and run back into the house as quickly as she could. She looked like she had been working the late shift at a strip joint. She caught her reflection in the window pane of the french doors that led to the patio when she had first came out to find Lev. The only thing stopping her was the knowledge of her knowing if she turned around and went back inside of the house both men would probably think she was scared, or being difficult. She didn't want them to have that impression of her, so she walked forward with as much confidence as one could muster when they were wearing a man’s denim shirt, white th

It seemed she was mentally talking to Alistair and Melissa, who nodded simultaneously before standing up and joining her at the door. "Clementine, we'll be in the living room. The maids told us they'll make us some tea so you can come and join us downstairs once you know that everything is fine here." Coraline said, smiling at Mama. Mama only nods her head and whispers a 'thank you' under her breath without taking her eyes off Coraline. Mama and Coraline have become great friends in the short time they've been here. I can tell Coraline was insinuating something to Mama when she said to come and join them for tea downstairs.

Dorian dropped the witch and was out the door in an instant. "Just wait until her father hears about this!" Coraline coughed out, holding her neck. After, she looked at her face in the mirror to see that it was covered in red welts. A part of her left cheek was peeling off as well. She let out a screech, touching her tender face. Coraline quickly got dressed and went in search of the vampire overlord. "Look at what your daughter did to me," Coraline wailed when she found him and pointed at her face.

“Your mother came to me, offering to stage a grand charade. She suggested I send a letter to Corrine containing threats against her family. And when Corrine didn’t respond, your mother volunteered to pretend to be harmed by me and send that to Corrine.” Just hearing it made me nauseous. Very slowly, I turned to look at my mother, who was now turning her face to the window, gazing out of it. Even my father lifted his face and looked at my mother as if he didn’t recognize her at all. “I just want her back,” Mom murmured. “I want my baby girl back.” * -Andrew- As Corrine said, the interrogation took a very long time, so when I finished, the sky had turned dark.

Even the heavy gloom that had weighed on me since returning home suddenly lifted, replaced by a strange sense of clarity. Mira whooped from the other end of the line. "Yesss! Elowen, you finally figured it out! Your mom doesn’t love you at all. What kind of mother treats her own child like that? "She’s been using you as a blood bag for her and that little brat Suri, draining you dry to support their happy life! "You’re the only idiot who toiled like an ox for them all these years. If you didn’t wake up now, I’d stop being your friend!"

“We’re very sorry to inform you that your mother passed away three days ago. It was very peaceful, but we needed to...” “That’s not possible,” she said flatly, interrupting the woman. “I lost my mother years ago.” Florence hesitated, clearly confused. “Miss Hill, according to our records, she was admitted here four years ago by Lauren Hill, and...” “Don't call this number again,” Corinne cut in, her voice like ice. “I told you. I don’t have a mother.” She ended the call with a forceful jab of her finger. “What rubbish!”

Natasha whispered to her sister. No,” Anastasia said, her voice steady despite the storm raging within. “Continue.” "Okay," Caroline said and continued, "Like I said earlier, another woman had walked into the two of them and made quite a scene. Coral is the name of the lady in the video. I was able to find her, and she was very open about her relationship with Matthew. " The two sisters listened intently, and Caroline divulged more of the information she was able to get from Coral.