Mom Jerks Son Novels & Stories

Then he said, calmly, "Alpha, you should go be with your other pup. Don't bother me and my mom anymore." Bruce froze, his hand suspended in mid-air. "Leo, I'm your dad. How can you call me Alpha?" Leo looked at him, his eyes red but tearless. "Weren't you the one who didn't want us first?" Bruce's lips trembled. "I never said I didn't want you."

My son, Luke, appeared too suddenly and caught me off guard. I had not brought him with me today. When William heard him call me “mommy,” he looked at us in disbelief. I pulled Luke closer and shielded him behind me as I looked at William with caution. I wanted to attend the event quietly, and yet, I had become the focus of the entire room. Luke was shy around strangers. He clutched my hand tightly, and his face flushed. His eyes shone with a mix of curiosity and unease.

Jeremy said as he came into the office. “Hey father what brings you here” Klaus said. “Well my son, I come bearing good news” Jeremy said as he took a seat in front of his son. “tell me what has my father smiling like an idiot” Klaus said and He could see the frown on Jeremy’s face. “Aren’t you a joy killer” Jeremy said as he stared at his son. “okay I’m sorry dad. I’m not really in the best of moods. Tell me” Klaus say as he laughed.

When I realized my soulmate Darius was still hung up on his former lover Cassia and her child, I started teaching our son to call him "Lord Darius." That night, Theo accidentally stepped into a thorn trap set by forest nymphs. He was poisoned by a minor curse that sent his magic spiraling out of control and plunged him into darkness. But Darius turned and left because Cassia called him on his messaging crystal late at night. I touched my son's forehead as his divine aura dimmed from the pain, and made him say, "Goodbye, Lord." On Theo's birthday, Darius skipped our celebration because Cassia tearfully complained that her child needed a father. I didn't say much. I just had little Theo e

When I'm brought back to the Gould family, Matthew Gould, the adopted son who's taken my place all these years, doesn't even bother putting on an act. The first thing he does is punch me square in the face. "So what if you're the real son? Mom and Dad already told me all the family assets will be mine, and that you're not getting a dime!" I don't take it lying down. I hit him back even harder, then drag him straight to Mom and Dad, his face swollen almost beyond recognition. "Is what he said true?" I demand. Mom and Dad look panicked, putting on placating smiles as they scramble to explain. "Of course not! You're both our sons. We'd never treat either of you differently." I raise an eye

Like I belonged there. They treated me as if I were their son. The thought unsettled me. Later, as we sat together, I asked if they had children. Their faces lit up instantly, warmth breaking through the lines of age. They spoke of their son, Jeremy, their voices filled with pride. He was around my age, they said. Kind. Brave. A good man. From the way they spoke, I could see him clearly, as if I had known him myself. “So where is he now—your son, Jeremy?” I asked.

Smiling tauntingly into the kiss, I moaned out, "Do you like being fucked by your son, Mom? What kind of perverted mother gets off from fucking her own son?" Mom moaned louder and growled back, "The kind that loves her son and wants him to break her pussy with his big hard cock. Now show Mommy how her big boy handles that big hard cock. Show Mommy why you're so much better than my husband. I haven't been fucked I'm so long, honey. Make Mommy cum."

The moderator quickly runs up the stage and whispers something into Trevor’s dad's ears and the man raises his head up to see Damian smirking at him. The expression on his face is cold and menacing as he shifts it from Damian to me but I know with this man beside me, nothing can happen. He stands up and walks towards me and Damian. “What is this madness boy, do you want to embarrass the family name by doing this?” “The only one embarrassing anything here is the liar who climbed up the stage as what he isn’t,” Damian shoots back coldly. Trevor’s Dad scoffs. “And what does this have to do with you Scarlett, haven’t you caused enough troubles for my son already?”

Jeremy said grimly. "Dad, my balls have burst! I'm bleeding!" Jasper burst into tears. It wasn't because he wasn't brave. It was because Sebastian was walking toward him. "What?" Jasper was Jeremy's only son. Didn't that mean that the Lewises would have no descendants? Jeremy's eyes were burning with flames. "I told you that you'll have to pay for the third slap. Can't you hear me?" Sebastian looked stern as he patted Jasper's pale, bloodless face.

"Daddy." "Yes?" "Daddy, is Mommy unhappy?" Jackson blinked his eyes, looking at Jeremy with a puzzled look. "When we were baking the cake and you weren’t around, Mommy wasn’t willing to talk to me. She even glared at me." Jeremy sat at the edge of his son's bed and comforted him gently. "Silly boy, how could Mommy glare at you? Your mommy loves Jack the most." "Really?" "Of course." Jeremy touched the boy’s little head. "Don't think too much. Hurry and go to sleep, okay?"