Go Ahead Mom Raw Novels & Stories

His lips felt hot against her skin, a painful contrast to the frost in his eyes. "Pleased to meet you, Mommy," Xavier whispered, emphasizing the word with deep mockery. As he pulled back, he leaned slightly toward her, close enough for his sharp, masculine scent to overwhelm her senses. "You look very expensive tonight, Elara. How much did my father pay to make you kneel at his feet?" Elara’s blood ran cold. "Xavier, how is this possible?" she whispered, barely audible. "Nothing is impossible, Mom. We’ve been reunited, haven't we? You walked right into your own hell," he hissed intimidatingly.

“You were humming ‘Memory’ from Cats, honey.” “That’s… that’s beside the point.” Mom’s cheeks flushed pink, but she was already fussing with my hair, smoothing it down like I was five years old again. “The point is, my baby’s home, and look at her—she’s practically wasting away to nothing. They don’t feed you properly at that university, do they? All that processed junk food and ramen noodles…” “Mom, I’m fine.” I caught her hands gently, stepping back before she could start pinching my cheeks. “I promise I ate real food. Vegetables and everything. You’re overreacting.”

Nodding, I joined them for dinner and slowly, I opened the dish in front of me to reveal pieces of raw meat cut into smaller sizes. On the other side of the room, I could see meatballs, pie, pancakes, and much more but I preferred raw meat much more. Picking up my fork, I took a single piece of meat, and the soft flesh and the succulent metallic taste of blood made me realize it was an antelope. Ignoring the noisy heart beats of Erica, I tried to make conversation with my mom since I didn't remember the last time we had a serious talk but she wasn't really in the mood to tell me anything and instead asked me an unexpected question:

-Aure- Mom had been doing pretty well over the last few days with the new herbs that I’d been getting from the shop. Her walk had gotten a little peppier, and her energy levels had improved a bit. Sure, she was still a bit weak but the little improvements were better than nothing at all. “Hey, sweetie?” I heard mom call me as I finished brewing her special tea. “Yeah, mom?” “How do you feel about pizza tonight?” Pizza? Both me and Sephara were surprised by the suggestion, as mom hadn’t been able to eat anything so heavy like that for a long time.

Not like I can't tackle them if I need to but, I still resort to staying away from them. Blake taught me that. Shaking my head off the thoughts, I got up to take a shower and went to the kitchen to see what my mom was up to. My eyes lit up when I saw that she was cooking steak with her special red sesame sauce. And let me tell you it's the best. "Mom, I'm hungry!" I'm pretty sure you can see the hearts instead of my eyes right now, just like those cartoon characters who see the things they like. "Just wait for another forty minutes, sweetheart." Bumming! Just like that it felt like a pin stabbed in the fully pumped balloon.

Charmine replied whilst stroking his head. Chris started pulling on her hand firmly, dragging her so that she would sit next to him. He placed a breakfast set in front of Charmine and pleaded with a soft and endearing voice, “Mummy, please eat with me. Momo is five this year but has never eaten breakfast with my mommy. Momo wants to experience what it’s like to have a mom. Please, I’m asking you just this once.” The whole time Momo spoke, he continued to tug on Charmine’s hand, entreating her with a pair of round, sparkling eyes.

"Oooo....OK, fine” Mom finally succumbed. "Okay, I'm going to let him go out” “Thanks mom,” “But that doesn't mean you can go out everyday and everytime” “No problems mom, I'm okay” “And thank you pops” I blurted happily, and quickly dove for the bowl of water, washed my hands, and without wasting anytime more time, I moulded the eba, deep it inside the soup and popped it into my mouth. The taste of the soup rose to a crescendo as the soup touched my tongue. I quickly picked a meat and bit into the red flesh. The soup in it ran down my chin and I had to pause to wipe it away. I took another bite, crunching into the flesh. I felt like treasure had struck my taste buds. The flesh was slightly

"I expected nothing less from a celebrity who's all about fan service. She's incredibly hot!" "I heard you had to pay 30 grand for a full day with her! Just imagine all the things the wealthy can do." "So what if she was a celebrity? Those monsters will ruin whoever they want to." Negative comments flooded the posts that contained those photos. I shuddered as I turned to look at the middle-aged woman before me—Karen Palmer, my mom. Despite all the rumors flooding her phone, my mom nonchalantly scrolled through them all. The biggest reaction I saw was a frown as she liked and reposted a comment saying 'Embarrassing'.

Despite being disabled she did everything to take care of me even if it was about the sleepless nights I had. She used to give me a message when I used to whine in cramps. Those pregnancy cramps were terrible to handle. "See if it's exactly what you wanted", mom said, passing me a bowl when I was trying my best to rant a few lines of the stupid subject. "Did you really make it?", my jaw dropped. "Yeah", Angela chuckled. "Pasta with raw mango. Really, Amayra? What happened to your taste?" "I don't know but thank you", I screamed, grabbing the bowl and started to gobble. "It's exactly what I wanted. So good. I love you, mom"

Mom went out and she sat near me looking at me with that killing gaze. Raven "You want me to get stick to bed all these month?" Neil "I want you to take care of yourself My Love that's it. And You know these initial months are critical." Raven "I know." Meanwhile She got a call from Alie and she went out talking to her and she came back after longtime by then Mom was back and she had made some healthy meal especially for Raven and our baby. She was saying it would make them strong and healthy. After that she went out and I was looking at her and she was busy on her phone. She was still looking angry.