Jackerman Mother's Warmth 3 Novels & Stories

my mother replies as if she in her right mind. Adam and Jack both swear their outrage at my mother’s reasoning. “The Moon Goddess does not give children to parents who will abuse them. Using Jenna for her powers is abuse,” Adam says coldly as he pulls me into his embrace. I can feel the tension rolling over him as he holds his wolf back. Jake, his wolf, wants to rip my mother apart.

V bullets. "I know you're scared Clarke, but sweetie you have us. We'll protect you no matter what." My mom says as she's trying to assure me. She held my hand and smiled. Warmth, is such a very pleasing feeling. It takes fear out of all of us, and it feels calming almost illuminating. Maybe that is what the world needs right now. To feel warmth. To feel like you're not alone.

"How could you do this to us? What have I ever done wrong? Where did I go wrong to have given birth to such a horrible and vicious daughter like you? I don't want to live anymore!" Mom screamed before rushing over to the table to bash her head against the corner. Everyone quickly held her back. Isaac's eyes were bloodshot as he glared at me. "Irene Sherman! Are you happy only if you completely destroy and tear the family apart like this?" Meanwhile, Mom kept trying to kill herself, and the rest of the family hurriedly brought her out of the room.

she replied impatiently. As she moved toward the door, the initial warmth she brought turned to desolation. When Mom came to take care of me, I felt warm inside. But her parting words revealed a harsh truth. In her eyes, my condition wasn't severe enough to warrant her care. The brief moment of maternal warmth quickly dissolved, leaving me with the cold reality of her priorities.

Jessica finally answered her best friend. “James Lambert is the name of the account that keeps sending you money every month, right?” Tammy asked again. “Maybe he's someone your mother knew after you left the country, and that's why you don't know anything about him. I don't think you can ignore the possibility that it's your mother who keeps sending you money. A mother is more like a block of ice than a rock. A mother can sometimes be harsh towards her daughter, but that violence will eventually melt away because of her love. You shouldn't underestimate your mother's love for you, sis.”

It was almost as if she was feeling the warmth of her long-lost mother. 'So that's what Jeremy meant when he said this morning that he wouldn't treat me badly!'

“That?” “Oh my God, mom. You are 38 going on 39, not 38 going on 60. You’d look hot in that outfit and I’m sure Bobby will love to show you off to his mom.” Jackie had to give it to Sam, she was probably right. The last mother she met was Greg’s and she was a stuffy older woman who frowned upon Jackie anyway and she was just trying not to repeat that same horrible meeting.

Charlene averted her gaze. "Mom is simply worn out. "Oh..." Jasmine didn't press further after noticing her mother's genuine fatigue. The air was especially sharp at night. The chilly breeze burned their cheeks as they left the hotel lobby. Reluctant to proceed, Jasmine took Charlene's hand and buried her face in her mother's stomach since she could definitely feel the cold. "So cold, Mom, hold me." Jasmine was heavy and almost six years old. Even though it was a little difficult, Charlene stooped to take her up.

"As for the headache, um, so far everything is tolerable up to this moment." The old man let out a crispy laugh before disengaging his hand on hers. It was then Helena turned into Chloe, smiled and cocooned her into a warm, affectionate embrace. Chloe slightly flinched because she didn't expect it. Afterwards, her mother-in-law pulled away from their hug and gaze at her. The fondness in the old woman's eyes was too sincere to withstand. Her being intimidated earlier was now gone, making her realize that his parents were warm, nice, and kind people.