Like A Mother Book Novels & Stories

Chapter 34: Crybaby I smiled and nodded. “Was it weird? That is what my mother used to tell me, I saw her do everything for my father. My mother was very loving and sweet and never shouted in the house. She takes care of him, serves him, and always listens to what he says. That's what women should do.” He stood behind me and asked, “Do you want that? If being like that makes them like you, do you like you?” I looked at myself, do I like myself?

She continued "Are you certain this the book?, perhaps it simply resembles yours," "No, I'm sure of it, it was my mother's favorite book," She smiled, "I've lost count of how many times I caught my mother reading it," For a split second a flash of shock was written on Lucian's face. It couldn't be...Alexa's mother was a witch.

The book on my lap fell to the ground. Alex picked it up and scanned the cover. "Human Biology." He arched a brow in my direction. "You can read?" The edges of my lips tilted at his question. "Yes, my mother taught me. She used to draw words and letters in the sand when I was younger. I had not seen a book until now, though. Mother often said the leaves were delicate and would tear apart in water. There were times when she said books were like life. Sometimes it took on a drop of disaster to tear our lives apart."

He looks at me and sighs. “My mom is the only one who can touch that book, she was gifted with the power to foresee. Even she already sees that she and my father will die, she keeps her mouth shut as she follows the destiny they have. I should have known her better. She is one of the loveliest people I have ever met. I was so lucky to have a mother like her. That book died as her owner died but look at it, it shines again the moment you touched it.” I look at the book and it shines; it is like blinking on me.

*WARNING* This book is purely a work of fiction, any semblance to anyone living or dead, is purely coincidental. The book contains violence, adult themes and language, graphic sexual content and possible triggers for sexual assault. This book is strictly intended for a mature audience. ~This is a two part story, this is Rae's story~ My name is Rae Jansen, welcome to my crazy life. The earliest memories of my mother were just the "normal" things: making cookies, going to Girl Scouts, having sleepovers with cousins and tons of food. If nothing else, mom always made sure we ate good.

My mother, Samantha, believed I was born a liar. Because she was deceived by my father's sweet words in her youth and abandoned after giving birth to me and my sister, Mia, she harbored a deep, bitter hatred for lies. She begged a witch for two magic rings. The rule was simple: if the wearer lied, the ring would glow red and burn them with magic. Mia's ring never hurt her, even when she broke a vase and blamed it on me. But if I simply said, "I'm thirsty," my ring would sear my flesh until I screamed. At first, I tried to defend myself, but Mom would just say, "The ring doesn't lie. Only through repeated punishment can your wicked soul be cleansed." After thousands of burns, even I started t

"What is your mother like?" The idea of meeting his mother strikes fear up my neck. Jacob's mother never liked me, what if I have that effect on everyone's mother? "She's southern, sassy, and a bit of a snob. But if you get on her good side she will go to the end of the earth for you," he explains. My jaw drops in disbelief, my eyes as wide as saucers. My mother gives better descriptions of her blind dates! Max couldn't lie to me and tell me she's wonderful? A fucking peach off the tree? How does he think she'll ever like me?

his mother said to him. “I hope you are right mother because that person doesn’t look like Alice in any way. She doesn’t feel like Alice and she definitely doesn’t act like Alice but I am taking you for your word and hoping and believing that she would come out of this strong, like she always has” Liam said to his mother.

"You never wanted a daughter. You wanted a puppet who would obey your every command, get perfect grades, and make you look good in front of everyone. "Elsa didn't die today. You destroyed her long before this, when you tried to turn her into your idea of perfection." … The livestream exploded with comments. "Oh gosh, this mother is terrifying. How could she control her own daughter like that?" "Poor kid. Thank heavens I never bought into that brainwashing nonsense. If I'd done this to my child, I'd never forgive myself." "Her daughter died, and she didn't even notice. What kind of mother is that?"

She had gotten him mad once, there would never be a next time! But then, did he not deserve it? He had acted like a pervert and she was supposed to use that to teach him a lesson! But then, what her mother had done to his family began to hunt her the more. If she did that, it would only make it seem like mother like daughter! She had to prove that she was better than her mother, hence, it was better not to get him annoyed. He was an unpredictable and dangerous person that could do worse than imagined.