Mother's Warmth 2 Jackerman Novels & Stories

already breakfast was ready, I greeted mom , she was having her coffee. me: " mom where is avan?? " mom: " your dad went to drop him to school.. " Jack: " good morning mom.. " and sat beside her.. mom: " good morning... you both go and have breakfast... I already had with your dad and avan.. " we both had breakfast, jack dropped me to hospital... while getting down.. Jack pulled me.. Jack: " don't make me to have cold shower more in this cold climate angel, I am man, I have desire, think about it, love you angel...." he kissed my forehead and lips then went...

"Do not give me that look. I hate seeing you beg. You now I am not that cruel when it comes to you." He took out two folded bills and waved them in the air. "Hey Shy, why don't you go out and get some food for us, i'll take care from here. Our daughter has finally arrived home, it wouldn't be nice if we don't at least have her fed, right?" My mother opened her lips to complain, but Jack gave her a glance. Something flowed between them—silent and dangerous. "Fine," she murmured before taking her coat and stepping out the door.

Standing at the door was none other than Mrs Antonio, Jack's mother. Tears welled up in her eyes as she stood by the door. Her feet wobbled under her as she looked really shattered. Jack quickly got up from his seat and rushed to her, catching her before she slumped to the ground.

A strange glint flickered in his eyes, a smug smile playing on his lips. I screamed, and the phone slipped from my hand. Ryan's voice, filled with panic, came from the speaker. "Honey! What happened? Are you okay?" Victor seemed startled by my scream. He stood up, his expression slightly softening from his smugness. I quickly picked up the phone and said to Ryan in a trembling voice, "It's okay, honey. The power went out just now, and I got a scare. Luckily, it didn't last long."

As he walked to the van, the woman took courage and asked him, "By any chance, is something wrong? —By any chance, is something wrong? Jack looked at her and shook his head. As he answered her curiosity. —It's just that I have to stop by the surveillance team to inform them about the new instructions. I can't allow my father to re—enter the village without our authorization. I can't let him hurt you next time, and because you are quite naive, you could easily fall into one of his traps. —I am not naive. The woman said that while pouting. The man smiled as he looked at Amanda and stroked her head. That gesture bothered the woman a little, who said to him. —You see you treat me like a child.

“YOUR MOTHER ?”Jack asked as Anastasia bursted out in laughing while everyone still stares at them in awe ,most especially Jack ,whose face had become so pale at the moment .as he was lost staring at the woman who had raise him all his life .He stilll couldn’t believe that all his life this woman had been feeding him with lies and yet to top it all the woman who happen to be his mate all along is the daughter to the woman who had been decieving him since he was a child qnd the fac t that ,she even lead him to killing his parents at aender age hurt the living hell out pof him.

The perfect time for Ana to talk to Jack. "Babe," she started, tracing lines on the lapel of Jack's jacket. Jack sensed she was a little agitated so he took her hand into his and placed a small kiss on it. Then he kept in enveloped in both his hands. "I- what's your mother like?" Ana settled for this question, thinking it would be a suitable opener for what she was about to tell Jack. "She's extremely protective. And loving. And strong. You remind me of her in a way," Jack said fondly and missed the grimace Ana's face. She sure hoped she was nothing like Jack's mother.

The little girl ran out of the shop doorway with tears streaming down her face and dark curls bouncing with each step, running straight into the woman's arms like she was the only safe place in the world. "Mama, I was so scared!" The child buried her face against the woman's stomach, her small hands gripping the fabric of her mother's shirt. Dynan couldn't breathe, he couldn't do anything except stare at the little girl who had his eyes and his nose and his scent mixed with her mothers. His wolf was howling inside him, demanding answers and action, but his body felt like it had been turned to stone. The woman looked up and their eyes. And lo and behold, it was Daggy Johns.

"So this is where you are hiding? Your mother is looking for you." Jackie froze, hearing the familiar bass echoing in the room. It was him, the best friend. "What do you want?" she asked, cocking her head slightly. She got up and thanked the gods above for her A****n build but the mammoth man still towered over her. "I said your mother is looking for you. Weren't you listening?" Richard repeated, posing at the entrance, his ankle on his bent leg. How he could achieve that pose with his bulk was a mystery to Jackie.

“I am not sure if we are friends but we definitely are building a relationship. He is a stranger but I trust him. Does that make sense grandmother? My ideal idea of marriage always was based on love.” “It does Jazz, just follow your heart.” Jack was surprise when he saw his mother dressed nicely as she stepped into the coffeeshop. Because he was uncertain about her reaction, he chooses a place close to the homeless shelter. He notices the waitress no longer works there. “Hello Jack,” He quickly stood to pull out the chair for her. Sitting across from her he just looked at her without her usual appearance. He quietly realized he has an attractive mother. “Thank you for coming Mom,”