روايات وقصص ضمن Mother's Warmth Jackerman

Jack said all this with a straight face, his emotions in check. Aaron's jaw began ticking. "Your mother was a whore, I hope you realized that." Jack didn't seem remotely offended. "She was my mother nevertheless, granted that she may have been a little selfish. Then again, she was beautiful and men were easily attracted towards her. She took advantage of the fact. Maybe your father should have tried to practice some restraint." "You arrogant sonofabitch! You're one to talk." Aaron raged. What the hell were they talking about? How was Jack's mother, Laura Wolfe linked to any of this?

“Jack. Calm down, calm down, calm….” Elen started but was cut off by Jack somehow breaking off from all the bodyguard’s hold and rushing towards the exit before he was held down again. “LET ME GO, MOTHER! HE’S GONE! HOW CAN I LIVE WITHOUT HIM?!” Jack shouted at his mum with red eyes showing his rage. “Jack calm the fuck down we’ll find him!” Jennifer shouted at Jack which got her a death glare in response.

her mum said in an excited tone. Arlene turned the volume up to the loudest and they kept up with their mini karaoke which was pretty much loud, because people on the road started to look at them. But then none of them cared, to Arlene her mum was a vibe and not like the regular southingham mothers who were boring and lame. These were the moments she lived for, there was never a dull moment with her mum even though they had little cat fights, but it was normal with females. “Do you think dad would be back from work by now?” Arlene asked her mum who was still caught up in the blues of the music playing.

"I don't know which one did the most damage to the feelings of my best employee.” "I just need to distract myself. I look good while I'm close to people.” "You should take a vacation... "He was still staring at me. “ Cancun? Orlando? Where do you want to go? "Your voice was calm, and fun. "To which destination would you send me?” " Where do your parents live?” "My mother lives in Georgia.” "You really need to get a color. "He was smiling, making me laugh too. Jack was a young man and too fun to occupy the position he held. Owner of one of the largest companies in Seattle, single, womanizer, very attractive, but companion, despite everything. I took a look at my skin tone, checking my wrist,

the doctor said, placing his hands on Jacky's shoulder, whose face was stiff and expressionless. "Is there no medicine or a machine that can cure my mother? I am willing to give as much money as you want. I will take her wherever she needs to go, but I need to know that my mother can be cured," Jacky's desperation to save her mother was so raw that it left Katherine more emotional.

I whisper. “I’m gonna hit him again!” Mom sing-songs from the kitchen. Dad full-on facepalms. “Jacob, listen to me. Their love makes you worthy. You know the shit we went through in Mathias’ pack. What we survived. What we became. And your mom still loved me. That made me worthy.” I just sit there, stunned. Quiet. “…Shit,” I whisper. “You guys are right.” “Duh,” Mom says cheerfully. “Now wash up and help set the table. Food’s ready in five.”

I couldn't believe Dad would do something like this. It hadn't been long since Mom's birthday, but a thin layer of dust had already settled in the room. Opening the closet, their clothes were still neatly folded. Dad always said Mom looked beautiful in red, so most of her clothes were various shades of crimson. Mom loved silver jewelry—ironic for a werewolf—but Dad still gave her special silver-plated pieces that wouldn't burn her skin. Mom was always cold, so Dad kept a soft rabbit fur blanket by his side of the bed.

But when he spoke, his voice was calm and deep. “Your father is a bitter man who never knew how to love a woman. Forget every word he said. I’m going to take care of you. The first time may bring a little discomfort, yes, but I’m going to make it good. Very good. I’m going to show you how beautiful it can be between us.” She looked up at him, still unsure, but already feeling his warmth spreading through her skin. “Will you really?” Jack didn’t answer with words. He stood up, finished removing his shirt, and let her see his broad chest, tanned by the Texas sun, muscles defined by hard work. Charlotte’s mouth went dry. The desire that surged through her was strong—almost frightening.

Jack sprang to his feet like he has received an amnesty, thanking Mama Sarah profusely. “Thank you, Senior,” he said, and cupped his fists, rushing towards the door, abandoning his employer. “Where do you think you are running to?” Mama Sarah asked coldly, his entire body trembled in fright, turning around like a terrified puppy. “Roll out of the door,” Mama Sarah said coldly and waved her hand towards the door. The door swung open, May's eyes widened, and her mouth opened wide, Jack didn't bother about his aloof personality.

I felt a knot form in my stomach, “Great. So he’s not just some disgruntled ex. He’s a real threat. This complicates things.” “Exactly,” Jack replied, his jaw tightening, “Amanda needs to be careful, and so do we. If this guy finds out she’s reached out to us, who knows what he’ll do?” Before I could respond, I caught sight of Mother entering the living room, her presence instantly shifting the atmosphere. She had that determined look on her face, the one that usually accompanied her attempts at manipulation. “Jack,” she said, her voice smooth but laced with an undercurrent of something more unsettling.