Marshall Eriksen How I Met Your Mother Novels & Stories

He did not complain at all. "Hansen, isn't it a little harsh for you to send Jerry over to England at such a young age?" Marissa asked as she entered Hansen's study after dinner. She was concerned about Jerry's well-being. Hansen was sitting on the couch, nursing a cup of tea. He raised his eyebrows when he heard his mother's voice.

This was shortly after they both saw her off to New York like she was going to get lost or kidnapped. “Hmph” she sighed heavily and put her headset around her ears. ★★★★ ★FROSTBORNE PACK… “Can't you spend a little more time with your old woman?” Marissa said to Derek, holding his hand. “Come on mom, you're not old” he said hugging his mother, “you look younger than most humans your age” he said, touching her cheeks. Marissa blushed. “That's my wife, do well to marry yours and stop being all lovey dovey with mine” his father said as he stepped out to join them.

Eric is convinced that Megan would have been able to give more detail on how his mother died. Eric is still busy at the office when the evening sky turns dark. He finishes his last few tasks to get the paperwork up to date. When he puts the last few papers away and looks at the time on his watch, it already past eight. He had not eaten today and he still did not take the shower he came home for. Eric goes to the hidden bedroom in his office with its ensuite bathroom. He runs a hot shower and stands under the scorching stream of water for a minute when he hears the phone ring on his table. It could only be the hospital that would phone this time of night.

she said dreamily. I shook my head, a smile playing on my lips. As I descended the stairs, I entered the kitchen to find my mother and Ava preparing lunch. Despite having numerous servants in the house, my mother always preferred to cook for her family, and Ava supported her in that decision. Ava never contradicted our mother, not even once. Perhaps it had to do with my Alpha blood, but that didn't mean I didn't respect her decisions. Unlike me, Ava was a shifter, and I suspected that my mother would have preferred me to be one as well. I didn't know if her bitterness towards me—whatever it was—stemmed from her fear that I would try to seize the throne from my older brother.

"Do you want to know something about Mrs. Daisy?" Marvin asked his father. Mr. Myron immediately set aside the cake he was holding. "Why?" he asked, his tone reflecting deep curiosity. "A month ago, I happened to meet Mr. Emrick in detention. He was furious when he saw me and cursed at me—he cursed at me harshly and continuously, Dad."

"I love you. I can't bear to lose you. I promise, I'll never see Denise again. Even if she's your sister, I'll cut her off. Let's just live our lives together from now on, okay?" I watched as he stood there, full of pain, and all I felt was deep disgust—just like Mom did. She barely gave him a glance, her face filled with nothing but contempt. "You say you know you were wrong? Then leave. I'm divorcing you no matter what. After all, right before Mary died, she told me she never wanted you as her disgusting father again." "And I almost forgot to tell you," Mom added. "The grave you've been visiting at the cemetery isn't Mary's. That's a dog buried there. A piece of trash like you don't deserv

she teased. Merrick laughed at his mother's playful jab. "You're right, Mom. I've been neglecting our mother-son dates. Let's go to that restaurant," he agreed. Mrs. Wilkinson beamed with joy as she watched her son get up from his chair. "Great! I'll go get ready," she said, rising from her bed.

"I know what you're talking about. I understand you. I didn't want to drive you away. I just wanted you to admit to your mistakes and then we can get married..." In order to survive, I began spouting nonsense. After hearing the words "get married", Derek suddenly stopped and stared at me with bloodshot eyes. "What did you say? You want to marry me?" I swallowed and forced a smile on my face. "That's right. I was really jealous when I found out that you were marrying someone else. I deliberately embarrassed you so that you could get a divorce and then I would find a chance to marry you. I didn't expect to not be able to contact you after the lawsuit..."

“Oh, and congratulations. You’re getting married in the spring.” I blinked. “Excuse me?” Scarlett gave me a helpless look, setting down her plate. “I tried.” My eyes dropped to the table—and that’s when I saw it. My office folder. The marriage contract Ezra had drawn up to manage the press situation. It was open. Of course it was. And of course my mother had gone through my things. “I was looking for a pen,” Miriam said breezily, misinterpreting my silence. “And then I happened to notice this charming little document. You can imagine my surprise. You two were planning to elope, weren’t you?”

Georgia Henson( Emma’s mother) Today is the day I will be appearing as the new CEO of the Henson Group of companies, but the first thing is that I do not want this position, I believe that it belonged to Hennesy and no one should take it away from her, and secondly is that we are looking for Hennesy and have not set our eyes on her since she disappeared from the rehab and that's why I do not appreciate this type of celebration, especially when the person that has this position is missing, I don't want to appear in public today, I believe Hennesy will get better and when she does she will take over the company again as she use to