Metal Lee Mother Novels & Stories

So she throws down her pencil, her pussy on fire, and heads on out. * * * Sheila Miller I just couldn't focus on my social studies test. I couldn't think of anything but Mom. She was just so hot. So sexy. The ultimate MILF. She gave birth to me. That made her a true mother. My mother. I licked my lips. Screw the others. Ms. August. Ms. Waters. Mrs. Greene. None of them held a candle to my blonde and sexy mother.

It wasn't black. It was a holographic recorder. I touched it, and the image of my mother, High Queen Elena, flickered to life. She wasn't at the Spire. She was standing on the bridge of the "World-Eater," her white-gold eyes filled with a terrifying, motherly pride.

"Mrs. Cole, if she refuses to cooperate like this, should we even continue drawing blood? We've only taken 100 milliliters so far. The other students all donated 400 and none of them made such a huge fuss. "She even threatened me earlier, saying she's the director's daughter and demanded I record other students' donations under her name. Otherwise she'd report me to the hospital. "Maybe we should just forget about taking her blood this time." Instinctively, I tried to explain. However, no sound came out. My mother's face darkened. She suddenly drove her foot hard into my lower back. My body was already limp. The kick sent me crashing heavily onto the floor. "You've truly disappointed me. Sin

Margaret's voice filled the room, hoarse and trembling. “...Dr. Lancaster came into the operating room that day with his son. His son had already changed into surgical scrubs and was carrying a fresh pair of gloves. “Dr. Lancaster told him, 'You take this part.' Something felt wrong immediately, but I was too afraid to say anything...” Her voice shook. “Then the bleeding started. Dr. Lancaster cursed, shoved his son aside, and took over again. But by then it was too late...” As the recording continued, she began to cry.

The moan was one of pure ecstasy, and it only grew louder as I approached. The voice sounded familiar… I knew that voice anywhere. Fueled with rage, I pushed open the door. I caught Mom lying in bed. The back of her blouse was pushed up, exposing a patch of skin. Bryan sat on the edge of the bed, his hand still on Mom’s back. Mom turned over and sat up. Her forehead was damp with sweat, and her cheeks flushed. She seemed flustered about seeing me.

Grand ma gives her a benefit of doubt. “When you daughter was still alive, she had these two best friends” my moms says pointing at my dad and Meelah’s dad snobbishly. “Point of correction……Ex best friends” Skylar Rudely cuts in. “Thank you very much, I meant to say that Meelah’s mother had these two ex best friends wrapped under the influence of her spell, and even after she is dead and buried six feet’s under ground, she has refused to release peoples husbands from her grip, which perfectly explains what I meant” my mom defends.

A sleek, white vehicle—not Sovereign, not Thorne—pulled up. A woman stepped out. She looked exactly like Meilin, but twenty years older, wearing a suit that cost more than the Thorne Foundation itself. This was the "Upper Mother"—Meilin’s estranged mother, the woman who had disappeared years ago and was rumored to be the real power behind the global markets. "Bill," the woman said, her voice like ice hitting glass. "You’re on my property." Meilin gasped. "Mother?" The woman didn't look at Meilin. She looked at Leo. "So, you’re the man who broke my daughter’s heart. I was going to let Bill destroy you, but after that broadcast... I think I have a much more 'interesting' punishment in mind."

"I know you won't believe me, but you are special, Mia. Perhaps the most special werewolf on Earth." With confusion, I look into my mother's eyes. "I don't have a wolf," I say shyly. "How can I be special?" Sitting beneath the weeping willow tree, my mother pats the ground beside her. "Sit," she says. "We have a lot to discuss." "Am I dead?" I ask as I sit beside her. "No, my child. You are very much alive. The Moon Goddess has granted us this one meeting before you awaken back in the world of the living," my mother explains. "We don't have much time."

And she looked at the others a little hesitantly. “We’ve been watching the warehouse. We took photos.” Leah said. And Aria took out her phone and showed me a woman that was in the warehouse. I had to zoom in on the photo before I looked up at them confused. “What the fuck?” I asked. “I’ve seen photos of your mother Meadow. And she doesn’t look like she’s aged a day since she ‘died’.” Aria said. I dropped the phone and I started to hyperventilate when Lucas was suddenly standing beside me and he helped me sit down, trying to calm me down.

We all looked at the woman and, on instinct, I yelled, “Selene! A little help here?” Selene appears in front of the woman and yells in a commanding voice, “Anna Mae Cole! STAND DOWN! Your mate’s son is destined for great things. You will not interfere!” Linden’s mom stopped and dropped to her knees, “Moon Goddess! But he is not my child! I cannot have him in my family!” Selene argues, “Then leave! I will make sure your mate gets another mate. You, however, do not deserve another one!” Linden’s mother lowered her head, “I will allow him to live and I will leave him alone. Please, allow me to keep my mate.” Selene snarls, “I have seen into your heart. You will never allow any of them to live p