Mom Impregnated By Son Novels & Stories

And when he got drunk, he'd go home and beat his wife. Stacey worked herself to the bone to support him, taking on hard and exhausting labor. She'd work late into the night, only to return home and get beaten. She cried every day until one day, something happened. When Shane and his good-for-nothing buddies secretly went into the mountains to hunt rabbits, he somehow stepped on an old grave mound. The grave was so old that the coffin inside had completely rotted, so Shane fell straight into it and lost consciousness.

"Mom, stop looking. I'm Sunny, I'm right inside your belly! "You mustn't listen to him! In our past life, the moment he was born, he strangled me with an umbilical cord and caused you to bleed to death from difficult labor!" The certainty and urgency in the voice made me hesitate. Were there really two babies inside me? But at my last checkup, the doctor clearly said there was only one… Seeing that I didn’t believe him, Sunny's voice softened, weak and childlike. "Mom, go and check on Dad's cousin, Esther, and you'll know that I'm not lying to you! She's Lucky's real mother, and that evil lady's been in cahoots with Dad ages ago!

I cackled, “He invited me to dinner at their place tonight. Maybe I should marry her dad and have her call me Mommy.” Just like that, a lightbulb turned on in my head, and I was determined to have my revenge. I made up my mind then and there. Andrew Churchill was going to be my husband, and unless Charissa was planning on sleeping with him too, there was absolutely nothing she could do to stop me. It was high time I taught her a lesson that she would never forget. I would become her stepmother and spend the rest of my life annoying her as much as I could. I was finally going to return the favour. I was going to take something that belonged to her for a change.

The pack had dispersed after the punishment, everyone retreating to process what they had witnessed. "You were harsh tonight," my mother said finally. "I was fair." "Twenty-five lashes, Lucian. He's your son." "He's my adopted son. And he threatened my wife." I kept my voice even. Controlled. "He also abandoned his responsibilities, caused a diplomatic crisis, and showed absolutely no remorse for any of it." My mother sighed. She didn't argue. "He's impulsive. Selfish. He puts his desires above the pack's needs without a second thought."

I asked, though some cold, sinking part of me had already begun to guess. Kael's eyes found mine, and the grief in them had deepened into something rawer, something that looked almost like fear of what he was about to say out loud for the first time in his life. "They said my grandmother was rejected too," he said. "By my grandfather. Publicly, the same way I rejected you. And that the falling out with my father wasn't about disapproval at all. It was about her warning him, decades before either of us were born, that rejecting a mate without cause carries a cost that follows a bloodline for generations. That she tried to tell him the pattern would repeat itself if the family didn't break it

Her face was full of sympathy. "Sweetheart. You've never met your daddy, have you?" "Don't be angry at him, okay? Your mommy has to work very, very hard. She drinks with different men every night. It's utterly sordid." "That's why your daddy left. Try to understand him, okay?" Damian smacked her hand away. "Liar. My mom is not like that. Get out. I don't want to see you." I shoved the door open and went straight at her.

My chest felt like it was caving in, my lungs struggling for air. “Julian, why?” My voice broke. “Why do I deserve this? You have Selene! Why are you breaking me?” For just a heartbeat, something flickered across his face—pain? Regret? His grip loosened slightly. But then his expression hardened again. “You don’t have a choice. You’re my wife!” Suddenly—BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP! The urgent, shrill alarm of Mom’s monitor shattered everything. My heart stopped. “What’s happening? Tell me what’s wrong!” I screamed, yanking away from Julian.

"Ms. Stark! Ms. Stark! Mommy's bleeding so much! Please, tell the doctors to save her!" To keep me company, my son had suffered hunger and cold these past few days. My poor son, who'd been living in luxury his entire life. After everything, his hands were already swollen beyond recognition. Now, as he pounded on the door, his skin split open, smearing fresh blood on the wood. I cried out, begging him not to do this. He shouldn't beg that witch for me! I was already dead… Unfortunately, souls couldn't speak. Suddenly, the door of the ward opened. Jasmine was sitting there, elegantly sipping on a bowl of nourishing soup.

On turning on the door knob, standing Infront of me, draped in a black tuxedo and his brown hair neatly cut in a bob style was none other than my crush, Jimmy Flicher. I’d always adored him from afar even though I knew he and I could never be as he was Alpha Chase son and was always surrounded by prettier girls than me but--- “MATE!” Marion screamed excitedly. “Oh my gosh, Jimmy is our mate!” I was excited; happy even that this was the grande present the moon goddess had in store for me. This out- of- a- fairytale concept that was about to turn my life around for good but---

“When are you going to wake up? We could move to a different city together. “I’ve thought about it. I saved up some money over the years. We could buy a small house, open a little flower shop, and live a safe and happy life. How does that sound?” I wiped away my tears. “As long as you wake up… I’ll do anything.” Suddenly, my phone rang. It was Stella. “Quiana? Are you there? “Jaxon won’t stop throwing up. What should I do? “Shaun’s not home, and the nanny has no clue.” Jaxon shouted in the background, “Mom, I don’t want her help! Dad said she’s not my mother anymore!” Then, he started throwing up again. I let out a bitter laugh. “Did you give him mango?”