My Evil Mother Atwood Novels & Stories

While I dream, I see terrifying images. My mother is breaking through the ground at the cemetery, she cackles with a sinister laugh. Her skin is pale like the dead, her raven-colored hair flows longer than normal. Her eyes are dark and evil. She looks like a creature from hell and not the mother I knew. I try to awake from this disturbing event but, I feel like I am frozen in place. It feels like I am watching a movie being created. She rises into the air and starts to soar through the heavens. At this moment, I notice someone hiding behind a tree, trying to stay out of sight. I hear her wicked laughter. She grins down at the person and starts speaking an ancient language.

She didn't want to leave her mother's embrace because she found solace in her warmth and smell. Her mother smelled like wildflowers. ”I think they are going to operate on her,” she said with a sniffle. “I don't know what happened, Mum; there was blood everywhere, dead bodies all over the diner,” Adira shuddered as she recounted the horror she just witnessed. Her mother pulled her close again. Her mate had told her about the rogues, and she would like to say she was surprised but wasn't. Her eldest is a magnet for trouble and probably had gone out looking for rogues. She was aware of her eldest's little hobby.

"She's more beautiful than I. Look at the way her skin is shining. I need her to be me. Find me an alchemist. I need an alchemist, I need a soul shifter!" "Mother, you don't do this! The devil is real!" "Really. The devil asked for this and I'm going to fight him." She laughed like she was mentally unstable. I looked around and beheld a lot of things she'd destroyed. "Why mother?" I was crying, falling to my knees, looking at her. My mother's body has changed. She's black as a rotten avocado, and eggs like mosquitoes' eggs or parasite eggs were already laying on her skin. She's smelling.

Vivian emphasized: "She can't let the bad guy do the hell, abuse like that." Vivian's mother's voice was harsh again, referring to the name of the bad guy here as Amada. But neither Nathan nor Amada responded. Since they both simply thought that Vivian's mother was full of bullshit, there was no need to pay attention to her. "You're right. Evil should be eliminated." Nathan's mother smiled and said, looking at everyone in turn, then stopped at Amada. Amada looked fearlessly into Mrs. Martin's eyes. A psychological war begins.

"She was a researcher, a woman of wisdom. There are many things she did successfully, many things she invented for Landon’s pack and many problems she solved, but just as many as she could decipher, there were many, many more that she could not understand. My mother tried to break the multiple-mate bond, a futile attempt to change our family's fate. It backfired, and things spiralled out of control. She called it the Multiple Attachment Theory Execution, MATE. MATE was the alleged solution to not having bonds more than one. She tried to stop it but stopping such a thing is redefining fate. And we all know that no one but the Goddess can redefine fate." "She attempted to experiment on herself

My mother spoke in a calm voice like she had predicted that something terrible she would do would be exposed, but she was not afraid because even if it were revealed, her husband would cover it up. I was furious. So far, she has not shown any remorse for her evil deeds. I don't understand why I have such an evil mother. Even if she argued that what she did was for me, I couldn't accept her absurd reason. She should give me the right to choose my life if she loves me. She shouldn't impose her wishes on me because she wants my best. Ridiculous!

“How will we know when she’s exhausted them all?” Atlas gave a humorless laugh, one that carried the weight of centuries. “We won’t.” Then, he turned fully to face me. His expression was solemn, his voice lower than before. “Before your father sought the power, your mother stole the Green Book. She tore out a page… and burned it.” Atlas’s eyes darkened. “Your father was enraged. He went on a killing rampage. At the time, your mother was carrying you and Zassan in her womb.”

Now she understands, everything narrowed down to what her mother had done in the past. She saw her predicament and still never said anything about it. Her heart is deep and hollow. She's a demon. Why does she have to have such a woman as her mother? What is she going to do now that Nicole and her brother stand before her. Her co accomplice was dead, only she would be asked to give answers. "You not only do that, you hired Pardon to murder my wife like you did to her mother. What has Abigal done to you that you acted so evil to her and wants to completely eradicate her memory from this earth.

That was why she had changed her mind, agreeing to accept the case in the end. Setting down his cutlery, he looked at her intently. "Do you know about the Sully case?" Iris found it difficult to breathe upon hearing that name. "I know, I've read about it." Her appetite vanished in an instant. The Sully case was one of the darkest cases she had ever read about: a mother who favored her son and cruelly abused her daughter to death. The girl was only five years old. After serving her time, the mother showed no remorse and even desecrated her daughter's grave. Such evil was proof that the depths of human depravity were unfathomable.