Jackerman Mother's Warmth 3 Novels & Stories

At least it causes her eyes to flicker open, slightly. “What is it baby?” “You need to wake up, Momma, you have to eat.” “No eat.” “Yes, come on, please.” She tries to move me away but she’s too weak. My mother must way nothing more than a feather. It’s shocking to see her hip bones protrude through her jean clad legs, and how her rib cage shows through her halter top. Damn she must be cold; I mean it’s fall right now and we don’t exactly have the cash for round the clock heating.

“Hold her shoulders down.” Jeremy obeyed without a word, kneeling by her side, his trembling hands pressing against her skin. I stepped back, curling my bloodstained fingers into fists. I wanted to rip out the heart of whoever had done this. I wanted to burn the world to the ground until I found them. “Out,” my mother ordered. “Both of you.” Jeremy moved instantly, but I stayed rooted to the spot. My mother’s gaze narrowed, softening “Killian,” she said quietly. "please.”

The break will not be able to kill her, but it will keep her knocked out for a few hours while I decide just what to do with my mother. Unfortuantely, it will also not shut down the command that was thrown at Ice and so it will not stop him from getting up and attempting to kill the woman that I have grown to care for deeply. If only I had snapped my mother’s neck the moment she sent out the first command. Jamari’s POV

She simply stared at my photo with hollow eyes. From that day on, Amanda dropped by the house more often. She bought food for Mom and helped her tidy the house. She would also chat with Mom. However, Mom's responses were always lukewarm. She treated Amanda with indifference, not letting her close but not pushing her away either. Mom understood that Amanda was just trying to atone for her sins. However, no matter what she did, she would never be able to bring me back to life. … The days continued to pass.

Now that I was tied and they were certain I was not going anywhere they stood and looked down at me and the smiles on their faces told me I was in for it. What "it" was I do not know. "Well Mom! Now that we have Jeremy where we want him what shall we do first? Why don't we shave his groin for him? He wants us too. I think it only fair don't you?" As she spoke Jen reached up and groped mothers tits. Rolling the nipple with her finger and thumb. Then she bent and sucked the tasty bud into her mouth. This brought a gasp from mom and she cradled Jennifer's head in her hands and mewed out her pleasure. Mom then got into the act and she took Jen's smaller breasts and began manipulating them. The w

He forced her legs to wrap around his waist, positioning her at the very edge of the mahogany desk. "Xavier... don't... this is wrong, I'm your mother now..." Elara whimpered, her head falling back, exposing her slender neck and the black choker that now felt like a noose. "Your mistake was coming back within my reach," Xavier countered. His long fingers began to navigate the most sensitive points of Elara’s body. He knew exactly where to press. He knew precisely how to make her tremble with a single touch. As his fingers found the center of her desire, already damp with heat, a stifled cry escaped her lips.

She added with a weak, shaky smile that didn’t reach her eyes. Mrs. Darlington reached over, stroking Amber’s messy curls with slow, soothing motions. Amber leaned down, resting her head in her mother’s lap, nestling into the familiar warmth and scent, holding back fresh tears that threatened to spill over. “You will be fine, honey,” her mother whispered, continuing to stroke her hair in gentle, rhythmic passes. “You will always have me. Always. No matter where we go, no matter what happens. You will never lose me.”

My mother, Sophie Nash, was also my homeroom teacher, and she loved nothing more than using me to assert her authority. She was convinced that the worse off I was, the more afraid my classmates would be, and the higher her authority would be. Once, when I passed an eraser to a classmate during class, she slapped me so hard across the face in front of the whole class that my face swelled up. Another time, after I secretly ate a crumb of a classmate’s snack during recess, my mom dragged me up to the front of the classroom and pricked my lip with a needle until blood gushed out. Later, when a classmate was caught by the vice principal for having a romantic relationship while underaged, my m

her mum said in an excited tone. Arlene turned the volume up to the loudest and they kept up with their mini karaoke which was pretty much loud, because people on the road started to look at them. But then none of them cared, to Arlene her mum was a vibe and not like the regular southingham mothers who were boring and lame. These were the moments she lived for, there was never a dull moment with her mum even though they had little cat fights, but it was normal with females. “Do you think dad would be back from work by now?” Arlene asked her mum who was still caught up in the blues of the music playing.

she apologized as she handed me one of the coffees. I nodded dumbly still with my eyes on the floor. When her eyes landed on Jack they turned cold but she quickly fixed them. I knew very well that my mother didn’t like Jack. She called him a bad influence. I guessed it was because he had dropped out of school and also had thousand earrings on his face which were the same as those on Mesmick’s face. “Jack” she said softly as she hugged him. “He’s in safe hands now.” Something my mother didn’t have was a bad heart, no matter how much he hated a person when they were in trouble she always helped them. Jack held on her tightly as he burst in tears, just like a little baby something he didn’t do