Enmeshed Relationship Mother-son Novels & Stories

her mother spoke out and she just listened to her. “Just like they both don't have the right to get in between you and me, in that same exact way, we should not be trying to intervene in their father and son matters…” Ezrene didn't say anything to her mother in return. “So now I would request you to not stretch this matter any further and you would stay away from all of this completely….okay?” Her mother's words immediately made her recall those words of his which he uttered to her before leaving her room.

We walked outside, I pounced on my bike, and she sat behind me as I drove off. Valentina is my cousin, I'm just 3 years older than her, she clocked 20 a few days ago. She has been my only friend and sister for the past 13 years. My mind wandered back to when I stayed in Rodrigo's den for two years; it felt like hell. I could escape, but I left my mother behind after she sacrificed herself for me. Tears filled my eyes as I remembered that night I escaped. It was a rainy night and mum had managed to bribe a guard with ‘good time’ growing up I realized exactly what she sacrificed for me to be free. We walked through a narrow road and was led to a short cut, just when I thought we were safe, we

~Elena~ I fucked a father and son. Yes, you read that right. I didn’t stutter. I took them both. One after the other. Sometimes at the same time. And no, I don’t regret a damn thing. They were both my mates. Not one. Not either. Both. You could say the Moon Goddess smiled at me… or maybe she just wanted to watch me break. And before you sit there with your mouth hanging open like you’ve never done anything wild, let me stop you right there.

Upon their beginning with experience, everything had been filled with a sense of fervor, nearly as if it was a scene from a movie. Matthew had a charm that was attractive, drawing people in. He made her feel seen in a way she hadn't experienced in a long time. Long, over time, that beginning started to diminish, and the feeling of being loved turned into a more heavy and harsh weight. Her father had shown comparative characteristics. He had a thing for persuading others of his liberality and desires, however behind closed doors, this liberality frequently came with conditions, and the love appeared more about ownership than genuine care.

Julius held me tightly. "Good job, Darling!" I patted his face. "Alright, let go. Don't need to make a scene. “Oh, by the way,” I added, “Johnson is your late uncle’s son.” Jullius froze momentarily before realization dawned on him. "Johnson? Samantha's son? That makes sense! I knew my dad wasn’t capable of doing something like that. “Still,” he said, as he lowered his voice, “you can’t scare me like that again, Naomi. You don’t know how close Dad and I were to losing it when we thought you and Mom were gone.”

With her arms held wide she waits for him to make his way to the porch, and then as he reaches the top step, she engulfs him in a hug like only a mother could. Stepping back, she smiles at her son, her hand reaching out to cradle his face as she looks at him as if she hasn't seen him in years. Which it's possible she hasn't. It's no doubt Huxley loves his mother, but he hasn't hidden the fact the relationship between them had issues after he joined the military. Whatever problems they had in the past melt away as the two do a quick mother-son catchup on the porch. "And who is this?" his mother asks as I reach the bottom of the porch steps.

Clayton snapped, his voice sharp with annoyance. "We could, son," my mother chuckled, linking her arm through Adelaide's. "But where's the fun in that?" Those two had been inseparable since Mum and Dad joined the pack. They were constantly together, even having double date nights with their husbands. Their bond was, honestly, a little alarming. "Well, don't you two look cozy," my mother grinned, completely unfazed. "And all sweaty!" "Oh, God, Mum!” "Don't worry, darling, I know my son's a looker," Adelaide chimed in, leaning against the doorframe. "He got that, and everything between his legs, from his father."

she nagged still hugging her father "I know my daughter, my hands were tied down with duties, you took the taxi, hmm my Vivy has grown" he chuckled while patting her head. "I know daddy, but you will make it up to me" said Vivian and wrapped her arms tighter around Mr. Patrick. Mr. Patrick smiled "anything for Vivy" they hugged for some seconds and later separated. Vivian carried her bags to her room, had her bath and came down to have lunch with her father.

He would freeze up and become tongue tied, but with his mother, he was the consummate charmer. And Ellen simply ate up all the attention she got from James. Ate it up and returned it tenfold. In short, Ellen and James had a very special, very close and extremely loving relationship. This close, loving relationship between mother and son was a major cause of friction between her and John. He was old school and thought a boy should be free from the clutches of his "Mommy" around the ripe old age of five or so. According to him, by then it was time to grow up and start acting like a man.

Alpha Bambam “Don’t tell me you finally decided to choose a mate,” I snapped at my son, Lucian. He had proved so stubborn over the years, knowing fully well that he couldn’t take over from me unless he found his mate and marked her according to tradition. I was worried at first that he hadn’t found her yet, but then he proved me wrong when he started sleeping with every woman in sight. I associated his silly attitude with the loss of his mum and the ache her absence brought. But when he finally told me he had found his mate, I was thrilled, finally, he was going to get over his reckless lifestyle.