Ghostface Killah Son Infinite Mother Novels & Stories

I find her on the counter talking to someone, she motions for me to keep quiet but I give her an evil grin. I go and peck her lips and she looks shocked, almost scared, she looks at the phone then back at me. "So that's who's got you glowing?" The voice said in an 'aha' tone. "Mama, this is Khalil. Khalil my mother." She said forcing a smile on her still shocked face. "Hey, Khalil. You're quite a hunk." Her mother said grinning at me. "Mama! Come on." "I'm just saying. Nice to meet you son. If you hadn't kissed her I wouldn't have known about you."

' I ask 'your mom came to pick him up she's expecting a call from you' Jackie says 'okay Let me go call her I'll be right back' I say getting off JC's lap. I dial my mom's phone number and after 2 rings she answers 'Hello' 'Hi mama Sorry for not calling everything happened so fast' I say 'It's okay baby how are you did he do anything to you?' she asks ‘mama I’m okay but he is now dead’ I say to her ‘are you sure sweetheart because you know how he dodges death?’ She asks ‘No mama Vicky made sure nothing was left behind only his ashes which I sent it to his father he and the doctor are the only ones left to kill so that we’re free from everything and we can free everyone else that’s been affec

"Mother is still present in the infrastructure. She's distributed but coherent. She's" "Dead," Katarina interrupted flatly. The protective operative was sitting with her weapon beside her, completely drained from hours of monitoring systems. She was looking at the displays with sharp eyes that refused to find comfort in Vera's assurance. "She's gone. You're just experiencing the echo of her consciousness in the foundation she built." Elena's voice emerged separately from Vera's. It was distinct now in ways it hadn't been before. The mother who'd followed her daughter into transcendence was speaking with a precision that suggested she'd finally stabilized into her own unified consciousness wi

My mother, Vivienne Freeman, was the Donna of Freeman Family. She had her senior engineers develop an advanced lie detector. It looked like a bracelet, and my sister and I each wore one. Whenever I lied, my band flashed red. It could supposedly catch me even when I merely thought about lying. From then on, the band seemed able to read my mind. Even when I kept my mouth shut, it still flashed red. Then Mom would find some way to punish me. I told her countless times that I had never lied, but she refused to believe me. She would not let me question technology she had personally approved. Pointing to my sister's dark band, she demanded to know why it never flashed and why I never told the trut

“Is…is it actually you?” Onika didn't scream. She didn't cover up in shame or disgust. She just stood there, arching her back so her breasts defied gravity, a slow, wicked smirk spreading across her lips. "Well, well," she purred, the Regina Khalifa persona quickly sliding into her voice like a glove. "It looks like my son-in-law is a subscriber. Are you a fan of my anonymous work, Creighton? Or did you fly in here for a live preview?" I couldn't move. I was staring at my mother-in-law, who also happened to be the woman I’d spent countless nights watching behind a paywall.

By then, Mom didn't even care that she was half-naked anymore. She was barefoot on the broken glass, charging at a guy twice her size, fighting him with her bare hands like she had nothing to lose. My knees buckled, and I had to fight to keep from collapsing. I looked at her with nothing but disappointment. "Mom, was he telling the truth?" She drove her heel into the man's groin before turning to face me. Blood trickled down the side of her face, making her look even more deranged.

NARRATOR POV: RAPHA OKOYE "Did you think the digital trackers wouldn't sniff out your mother's scent?" I ask the glowing monitor, a cold smirk on my face. The heavy iron door of the control deck rattles from the digital feedback loops. Down in the neutral territory of Valoria Ridge, Nia Bello’s public disgrace is spreading through the satellite networks like wild werewolf wildfire. The second the dark underworld media verified she is the birth mother of Amara Mensah, the entire digital sector exploded. Within three breaths, her name is the number one search hit across the border lands.

You can awaken your talent and become a real superhuman! “Bastard! Parker, shut up! You hypnotized me! I don't really want to kill Ryan! ”Vina was agitated. She hugged her head with her hands. It seemed that she was awake because of "killing" Ryan. She was very painful and remorseful… “Relax, Vina. Everything is for the super-human! " Parker's voice suddenly became gentle, as if with a certain strange melody, Vina suddenly felt that the voice of the tide came into her ear. It drowned all her emotions and left only a blank, calm…

I ask, though I already imagine the answer. "No, but when I find those bastards, I'll make them pay with their lives for what they did." When he says this, a slight shiver runs down my spine. I don't want to imagine the bonbon facing my father. "Do you know someone who calls himself The son of the Mafia Queen?" I inquire apathetically. "The son of the Mafia Queen?" My parents exchange glances, and with that brief look, I know they know his identity. "Why do you want to know that, Liza?" My mother asks me with a tense smile on her face.

“ Oh my darling I've been so excited all day to see you and look at you, you're here, and you look more beautiful in person," the woman who I guess must be this freak’s mother said as she hugged me and I don't know but I felt good, this wasn't a hug for the media to see, it was a real hug. “ You're so beautiful," she said as she pulled away smiling at me. “ Oh, forgive my manners, I am Gina Gonzalez, I'm sure you must have guessed I'm his mom,” She said and it still surprises me how a sweet looking woman could give birth to such a vile creature like the man standing beside me.