Motherly Pokemon Novels & Stories

My mother, Sophie Nash, was also my homeroom teacher, and she loved nothing more than using me to assert her authority. She was convinced that the worse off I was, the more afraid my classmates would be, and the higher her authority would be. Once, when I passed an eraser to a classmate during class, she slapped me so hard across the face in front of the whole class that my face swelled up. Another time, after I secretly ate a crumb of a classmate’s snack during recess, my mom dragged me up to the front of the classroom and pricked my lip with a needle until blood gushed out. Later, when a classmate was caught by the vice principal for having a romantic relationship while underaged, my m

That was when he leaned back slightly, like he was about to drop something casually that should have been said earlier in bold capital letters. “My mom is back,” he said. I blinked. Once. Then again. “Your mom is back so?” I asked slowly, because that sentence alone did not explain anything to me. Is she some superwoman I don’t know about or what. Because right now I needed more than just emotional reassurance, I needed facts. Luca watched me for a second like he was trying to decide how much to explain without making me panic more than I already was. Then he said it. “She has the ability to create a shield that can protect the pack and notify me immediately if we are under attack.”

Her eyes were gold. "You’re late," she said. She looked at me. "And you brought a knife to a family reunion." She raised her hand. The Lunar Dagger in my hand turned into dust. Who is the "Mother," and why is she holding a child that shouldn't exist?

For how much I wanted something so wrong, so forbidden. When they finally returned home from their errands, Mom was still all over him. She dragged him straight to the couch, curling up against his side like she owned him completely, her head on his shoulder while they watched some mindless show. I sat on the opposite side of the room in the armchair, pretending to scroll through my phone, but I couldn’t stop stealing glances at them.

" I think you should know about it. Since it's your mother's homeland!" My mother's homeland is not our friendly neighbour. Honestly speaking, My Mom is a traitor who seduced my father to take some hidden information about our pack. But she got pregnant with me and had to stay here. She first showed that she was forced to get pregnant, but my grandparents eventually realized that, for power, she sold the biggest secret of their pack and became the Luna of our pack. Not to mention, Our pack holds the biggest and strongest Army with two Gamma Generals and thousands of active, strong Beta Warriors. So having the power system of our pack means you can do anything. And my mother couldn't abandon

All the mothers and sons were described as mirror images of Mom and me. Mom is 38 years old. She has a fantastic hourglass-shaped body: perfectly round hips and bubble butt, a not-too-big but not-too-small tummy, shapely thighs, and wonderful DD breasts. Her hair is described as dirty blonde with light green eyes. Her skin has a natural tan look to it, though she loves to sunbathe by our backyard pool to keep it that way. She is beautiful, no doubt about it. She has always had a reserved personality and rarely likes to have attention drawn to her. I don't think she is shy but certainly introverted. But she has never let this get in the way of cheering for me at track or swim meets.

I’d almost forgotten he and Kaela were still in the room. “You don’t need to worry, Lydia,” he said gently. “When the moon comes up, he’ll heal.” I blinked at him. “What?” “I have self-healing powers, Little Flame,” Leonidas added, watching my confused expression. A breath I didn’t know I was holding rushed out of me. I relaxed back on my ankles as I was kneeling beside him on the bed, still clutching the blood-soaked rag. Leonidas, after a moment of quiet, reached out with his bloodied hand and laid it gently over mine. His skin was warm, too warm, and even though I kept my head low, refusing to meet his eyes, I could feel them on me.

Therefore, if my mom dies, I will be an orphan because my dad will also die. I am one of a set of quadruplets. I am a werebear/werewolf omega. My dad is a werebear/warlock hybrid while my mom is a werewolf omega. She and I share the ability of calming people. My waves were so strong when I was born that Queen Winnie of the White Witch Coven cast a spell on me to reduce the strength of my waves until I was old enough to control them myself. My mom trained me how to use my waves and how to use my stored waves. I can use the waves to manipulate earth and air, just like my mom.

With the heavy sigh Gulf voice out first "Can you explain everything. Please..!??" Mew said "Ok. Listen carefully. I was born for a Alpha parents in a rare moon day as well as my Mate Filo. We share same birthday, when we get first wolf form, we get to know our powers. we both glow with energy mine is blue and her's white, literally like fire. we can blow out anything around us. I can read others mind with one touch.I can fright with any powerful creatures. My mate Filo had healing power, She can also shield others from any other power. We concluded our matting process after three months dating, then after five years we got married, then after two years we became Alpha and Luna of our pack.

The black sphere in the hands of the Eight-Armed Guardian was no ordinary hidden weapon. In the ancient martial world of Wyverna, it was known as the Thunderfire Mother Pearl, which terrified martial artists! In the final years of the early dynasty, craftsmen of the martial world refined the Thunderfire Mother Pearl. Loaded with gunpowder, fine iron sand, and phosphorus poison powder, its explosion could cover a 20-meter radius, making it an essential super weapon for military campaigns.