Novel & Cerita Mom Son Incest Story

"Are you really my Son Julia or you were exchanged at birth? What sin have I committed in my previous life to have given birth to a son like you! May the spirit of Buddha forgive me for my sins and not judge me by having a son like you…" Carol Li was sobbing. Monica saw Carol Li's condition and became speechless. She felt pity at the woman and her words clearly shows she disapproved of what her son did. " Are you ok mother?" Theresa Mo asked. She immediately regretted asking. How can she be ok with her present look, words and sob. " How can I be ok when I am jinxed with a son like Julia?" Carol Li answered between sobs. Theresa Mo sat beside her and held her head close to her chest resting i

“I only told my mother that I wished Victoria’s mom would just die. I had no idea she would actually go through with it!” At that exact moment, the truth clicked perfectly into place. It had been that woman all along. To marry my father, she had murdered my mother, and then she had kicked me out of my own home. I laid out my entire theory to the detectives, begging them to investigate the old case and uncover the absolute truth. Just then, Edmund walked over to me. “Victoria, please rest assured. Whether it’s your mother’s accident or my mother’s crash, I will see to it that everything is fully investigated. I will make that vicious mother and daughter pay a devastating price.”

My mother has a strange obsession with cleanliness. Everything has to be scrubbed down with bleach before she considers it clean. I know full well how damaging bleach fumes are to the lungs, and I pull up research to talk her out of it. She finally stops. But then, my brother catches an infectious disease, and a doctor recommends disinfecting the floors with bleach. She turns on me immediately, screaming that if she hadn't listened to my nonsense, my brother never would've gotten sick. My brother hears this from her every single day and takes it to heart. When his condition gets worse, he pushes me off the top of a building. Maybe even God can't stand how unfairly I died, because I come

(This is a is a story about mom-son incest sex, so if you don't like the idea, please stop reading.) I couldn't believe that the woman I always loved and cherished, whom I always had a crush on, my mother, would turn into nothing but a submissive pet, a sex-loving slut who would do anything to please me.

Every vampire conversation around us cut off mid-sentence. Lucien's face transformed. Rebecca retreated a step. "Lucien..." she whispered his name, her eyes brimming with tears. The lawyer's voice was cool and precise. "According to the Elder Council's investigation, Lucien Valerius maintained an extramarital intimate relationship with Rebecca Aurelian throughout the duration of his marriage, cohabiting publicly in a familial arrangement and jointly engaging in the unauthorized co-parenting of a minor hybrid heir." Gasps rippled through the crowd. Only a few familiar faces---friends of Lucien's who'd known all along---exchanged glances and quietly slipped away.

Mom was ultimately taken away. As the primary responsible party, she was charged with domestic abuse and negligent homicide. My case set off a massive storm online, with trending article headlines like "Supermodel Kills Her Own Daughter", "Pseudoscience Weight Loss Kills", and "Hell's Empty Because the Devils Are Here on Earth". The topic was hot for three whole days. Everything from Mom's time as a supermodel was dug up and exposed, down to the smallest scandal. Inside the detention center, Mom lost her mind. She refused to eat and was convinced a red-light monitor was still strapped to her wrist. Every time she opened her mouth to eat, she heard alarms blaring in her ears.

Apparently, Mom's bribes had been quite effective. Grayson walked up to Mom and collapsed onto his knees with a heavy thud, weeping uncontrollably. "Mom, thank you for being willing to forgive me." Mom's eyes grew misty as she hurried to pull him up. "Let's not talk about that. It's all in the past." Grayson refused to stand. "Mom, believe me. I really didn't mean it. It was because Beatrice cheated that I… I just lost control." Mom said, "My dear, I believe you. Otherwise, I wouldn't have testified for you. It doesn't matter if Beatrice is dead. It's her own fault for being unfaithful. If you hadn't killed her after she cheated, you wouldn't be a real man."

Chicago looked cold and gray below me, and I owned every inch of it. I was the monster parents warned their kids about. But standing there, I felt like that fifteen-year-old kid again—hands shaking, holding a cold gun I never wanted to touch. I pulled at my tie. It felt like a noose. Marcus was locked in a hole beneath my house with damaged knees, but it didn't matter. He had pulled the pin on a grenade and rolled it right into my marriage. If Giselle found out... My chest tightened until it actually hurt. If she knew I was the one who made her an orphan—the one who put her father in the ground—the peace we had finally found wouldn't just break.

"If you've already dealt with them, why are the four of you still here?" Gloria, Tessa, Joanne, and Barbara were rendered speechless by his question. Dad scoffed and continued, "You're the ones who kept bullying my son, right? Weren't you the ones who locked him in a cage? Weren't you the ones who hired men to hurt him? Weren't you the ones who sent Henry to his death because of another man's child?" The color drained from their faces. Gloria's lips trembled. "We were duped by William too, Isaac. We truly treated Henry as if he was our own flesh and blood in the beginning."

But, after some hesitation, they warned me that next time I looked for a wife, I absolutely had to check whether her parents were sane. For instance, Victor's daughter was a promising candidate. She was around 30 years old, unmarried, and very capable. I just smiled and said nothing. After taking care of everything, I said goodbye to my parents and took off. The past few years of marriage had walled me in. Now, I wanted to see the vast, open world. When Monica eventually returned home, the greedy elders still hadn't given up. They kept shoving their own people around her to serve her, hoping to profit somehow.