Ghostface Killah Son Infinite Mother Novels & Stories

"My parents and I came to visit you, ma'am," a sweet, childlike voice said. I had a bandage wrapped around my forehead. I then looked down at my five-year-old son, Julian Palmer. He was smiling mischievously with both his hands held by two adults. Yohan Palmer, well-dressed and standing by the side, seemed to have no intention of correcting Julian's way of addressing me. Instead, he was looking at me with a hint of curiosity.

That's ridiculous! "As his father, you're incredibly vile for framing a devoted, loving son with such a malicious accusation in a courtroom. Are you even his biological father?" At those words, everyone glared at me hatefully, as if they wanted nothing more than to flay me alive. "Are you done?" My voice stayed calm as I turned to look at Caleb and added, "Now, tell me. Was the person who caused your mother to end up in the ICU a gang of thugs, or your girlfriend?"

“Mind the intrusion, I believe it is finally time we are properly introduced, I didn’t get a chance last time. My name is Johnathan I am the son of Cateline and brother to Kortnay” “you mean that woman who smells of whiskey and cigarettes and marinated in the pungent odour of rogues is your mother. Even though you’re a blood sucking vermin. I actually feel sorry for you” This guy must be outta this world as he had completely ignored the fact that I had openly mocked his mother and he didn’t even react. It is either he has thick skin or he understands where I am coming from.

-So you hit Cara Styles?- My mother asks with her mouth open- That girl is a bitch. -Mother! - she exclaimed as I laughed at her behavior. -She had it well deserved- she says, clashing my hand with hers as she watches me leaning on the chair and with the kitchen towel in her other hand. -But that's not the important thing, I'm telling you that I saw the man who killed Ali- she murmured in a lower tone. My mother sighs.

“My mother is the sweetest, most loving lady you could ever meet. She always tried to keep me away from this life, but I guess in trying to keep me away she just made me want to be a part of it even more.” “How rebellious,” I tease. He chuckles. “Something like that. What about your family? Anyone I’ve heard of? I’m guessing we can count your father out since you said he was part of the Greek mafia, right?” I smile and nod. “That’s right. Well, my mother goes by Veil and my grandmother goes by Oculus.” His jaw drops in awe. “Your grandmother is Oculus? Wait, wait, wait. Your grandmother is the assassin who infiltrated a Nicaraguan cartel and gouged out the eyes of all the cartel’s higher-ups

Ever since I was little, I knew my mom didn't want me. My dad, though, kept telling me that she loved me, but some complicated stuff was keeping her away. He said that once I grew up, I needed to find her and claim my place in her life. I always figured he was just making things up so I wouldn't grow up resentful of the motherly love I never had. Then the debt piled up. Dad was scrolling through TikTok, looking for any way to drum up sympathy online, when he suddenly let out a wild yell. "Scrappy! Look, it’s your mom! Pack your stuff, we’re going to find her!" I stared at the screen. The woman in the video was stunning, effortlessly poised, and dripping in old-money elegance. A cold pi

Even his eye sockets were sunken and haggard. I pushed him away, strode to Zac, who was looking at me excitedly with teary eyes, grabbed his collar, and slapped him a couple of times. Zac was stunned by the slapping. He covered his face with tears and asked, "Mom, why did you hit me?" I took Miley into my arms and coaxed her gently. I scoffed at Zac, "I'm not your mother! Have you forgotten that I've disowned you? Your beloved Ms. White is your new mother."

Henry sighed. "According to my men, Thanatos is not in a good terms with his son's mother.. I don't think she'll let her son acknowledge Thanatos as a father...if she doesn't, then we'd let the boy live since he won't be a threat. But if not... " He trailed off. His mother waited anxiously for him to complete his words, he smirked. ".. I have a way to solve this" "What way?" "We'll just let dad send Jade over to Las Vegas...no woman would want to share her man"

He wanted to confirm. So he didn’t really know about it? “Your mother…” I took a deep breath. “She killed him.” I mournfully informed him. But I wonder why he doesn’t know. He’s supposed to be her mother’s associate to any evil plans. How come he doesn’t know what his mother has been into lately? Or he’s just making a facade to look unguilty? “Oh.” He gasped. “Poor him.” “Is that all you can say? Your wicked mother just killed an innocent man!” My hands were gripping tightly on my skirt, trying to control my anger. But I was madly surprised when he just chuckled in the air.

“Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my mother’s kitchen?” She turned around at the unfamiliar voice and then cocked her head as she recognized Gian, Sonny’s oldest son. Now this clown she could handle. “Oh, look, the prodigal son returns,” she frowned at him and then turned back to her sauce. She wasn’t likely to be intimidated by him. Her father was bratva and her grandfather one of the most notorious of them all. “Are you here to ask your father for more money or just to check to see how close to death’s door he is?” “You little bitch.” He rounded the counter at her, “do you know who I am?”