Mother Novels & Stories

“ I have a favor to ask, Katherine, “ he grunted standing up so I could see his full figure. He was a very short man with a muscular build. He wasn’t old enough to have grey hairs, but somehow he did. I assumed it was because of the stress he faced every day. He didn’t even have time to sit around like me. He was constantly spending time on the vampires’ shenanigans that he could barely be a father, let alone a father figure to the entire pack. Maybe if the vampires could forgive our pack my father would be able to be there. My mother was a submissive who took care of the children and she was exceptional at it. On the other hand, my father was bad with kids bu

His observant eyes met mine, and he inquired with genuine concern, "What's troubling you, Shea?" With a heavy heart, I confided in him, revealing the weight of yet another wicked act committed by my own mother. The revelation shattered me, leaving me broken and desolate. Hektor, ever the comforting presence, sought to ease my pain and reassured me, "It's not your fault, Shea. You bear no responsibility for the sins of your mother."

She inquired what had happened. My name is Prince Justice Maclean, and I'm your son. Are you from the Indo-Pacific region? Yes, Mother. What is your name, Mum? She said, looking me in the eye and saying, "I am Dr. Mrs. Mumba." I'm familiar with your father; how is he doing?

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.

Despite her years on earth, Mom lost all reason and turned against me, her daughter, for a man. “You’ll be sorry if anything happens to Bryan!” She cocked her head back and yelled at me. I could barely recognize Mom with the menacing look on her face. “Mom! Are you sure he loves you? Why did he hit on me then?” I yelled back, finding it hard to breathe. “You’re just jealous that I stole your crush. You’re young. Time is on your side to find someone new, but it’s not often I get to find love again.” Mom held Bryan in her arms, her heart going out to him.

A she-wolf that smells like vanilla and amber, with spicy ginger tones and a touch of jasmine, would have to be perfect for me. I hurriedly entered the packhouse and tried to follow the scent, but it was everywhere. Whoever my mate was wasn't there anymore. Was it a visit? Had she just turned 18? I walked into the kitchen and found my mother helping to clean up. I tried to compose myself as best as possible so I could hide and not let anyone know what was happening. - Good afternoon, Mom. You look beautiful today. She runs and hugs me. We haven't seen each other for four days.

She felt pathetic, but this was the only way she would survive right now. "Marvelous! I will go back upstairs and prepare for you to meet the Rogue King. Obviously, the Alpha must meet you to know this isn't some awful trick. Oh. he will be so pleased. I will prepare Marissa for the move as well," her mother said, clasping her hands in delight and moving towards the door to leave. "Who is Marissa?"

All those years, every time the system marked my failures… It was because her software was nothing more than a ridiculous, flawed piece of code. I had tried so hard to do everything right. However, she would rather believe the judgment of a machine than look at me with her own eyes and see whether I had truly tried. To her, every explanation I gave was just proof that I was being lazy. So, again and again, she pushed me closer to my end. "No!" My mom grabbed her hair and screamed. She suddenly rushed forward, trying to smash the phone. "This thing shouldn't exist in the world! It's the source of everything that went wrong. It must be destroyed!"

"I’ld love to see the expression on your face when I successfully trap you, taunt you and make you beg till you break." I whispered pinning Matteo to the wall. “And I’d love to see you try,” he shot back, struggling against me. I didn’t let him. He thought being older meant he had the upper hand. He was wrong. ~ ~ ~ ~ Matteo Hudson was Rowan’s first mistake, the coach who crossed a line he should never have touched, then walked away like it meant nothing. Now he’s colder, stricter, and determined to pretend it never happened… but Rowan remembers everything. Every look, every moment, every time Matteo lost control. And he refuses to be the only one carrying it. What starts as tension on

He’s embarrassed for me and that doesn’t bode well for any friendship that could have formed between us. “Get the fuck off me, Beta, my little whore of a daughter owes me money and I’m going to get it.” My mother uses strength I didn’t know she had and slams her foot into Beta Connor’s balls; he hits the ground with a howl and cups his family jewels like he can soothe the pain she’s caused.