Novel & Cerita My Evil Mother Atwood

"We'll see about that, my dear. We'll see about that." Cindy, her anger replaced by a chilling fear, could only stare at my mother, her mouth agape, her words choked in her throat. The real evil woman in the house is back, and she is ready to unleash her wrath on anyone who dared to stand in her way. I would have defended her already if I was the same Lester who’s head over heels for her boobs. It’s been a year, and I’ve grown tired of tasting the same thing. I want a different taste again.

I was the result of the meeting of two evils. And being a bad person was ultimately what brought my mother to her own demise. She was punished for the things she did, as she should have been, when I learned of her crimes. Yet, still she didn’t learn, causing trouble whilst in prison once I had been born. It seemed in her mind she never believed she did anything wrong. She was simply defending what was hers. You’d like to think having a child might change a woman, but no, not my mother. She continued to be pure evil, and it eventually brought her down. To the point it resulted in her being attacked in her cell, and she wasn’t found until morning. By which point, she was too weak and there was

"Your sister is coming to kill you and the child" Mother expression changed to fear. "How did Rowena find us?" "You know how evil she is,she'll kill the child." Mother hurriedly raced to my side sending me off inside to pack some clothes,we were leaving.I didn't question her,immediately dashed into the room. I was shaken and frightened in the room when the noises echoed from outside. I rushed out to see Mother fighting with another woman. She looked alot like mother, only her eyes were more darker. I could feel evil aura emitting from this woman as she looked my way.

Not even in hundreds of possibility, my mother would never hurt me. "Mother, please!!! I am your daughter. You have to fight this darkness inside your head." I was screaming and making her understand but eerything wentin vain. She was under his spell. I had no choice but to fight the evil. With a roar, I shifted, bones cracking, fur erupting across my skin as Lilith surged forward. The wolf in me slammed into her, teeth snapping inches from her face. The force of the collision knocked her off her feet. The dagger clattered against the stone floor, spinning into the shadows. My mother hit the ground hard, the impact echoing through the ruins. And then... The floor cracked beneath her.

—crossed his features, showing a rare glimpse of emotion: "Even you think that way?" The words were soft, almost wounded. Through my tears, I asked the question that had haunted me for years: "I just want to know what you said." I stepped closer to him, close enough to see the flecks of gray in his eyes. "What words could be so powerful that they drive people to die rather than live with them?" I remembered Mom's final moments—how she looked at me with the same terror as Ethan, then turned and ran. How her legs pumped frantically as she raced toward the silver pit.

“…just like your mother.. You are a bigger devil than she ever was.” My eyes flew open and the steering wheel vibrated beneath my hands. The engine was still running.. Sunlight had finally broken across the skyline. My chest rose and fell in ragged breaths as the words echoed inside my skull. You’re a monster… Just like your mother… You’re a devil..

She'd even sworn that Elliot would love her no matter what she looked like. And now? She had literally turned into the one person Elliot had always wanted most, his own mother. Yet, here he was… doing everything he could to drive her away. I couldn't resist stirring the pot. "Elliot, how can you say that? She's your beloved Diana and your mom. That's two of your favorite people rolled into one. Shouldn't you like her even more now?" Her face twisted in fury. One would even suspect she could hear my conversation with the system as she spat, "I knew it. You're the one behind all of this! Amber Loft, who were you talking to just now?

He blurted making me flinch as I arched my brow trying to figure out if my ear didn't deceive me. At first, I was stunned at how Dorian who hated me saved me from the chain bounding me to my room thereby making me escape from the fire outbreak that just happened now, the Dorian I had always known hated me with passion. Then now, he just said this, he just told me his mother is evil, like has he found out she is a demon? "Dorian, you are weird and strange to me, it is fine if you had decided to change and stop maltreating me, but calling your beloved mother evil in front of me is what I don't understand?" I frowned.

"My mother is late, I wasn't able to meet her, so stop being judgmental and just let me be." I laughed after hearing her. "You are filled with so much evil, that you even have the guts to find my mother's death a thing of laughter." "I wonder how your children even manage to put up with you. I would rather prefer to be without a mother, than to have one like your ugly self." "Well, my children love me so much and just to let you know, they are just as evil as myself. They like what I do and they want to be just as evil as I am," I replied.

Is it possible that I’m just reading the ramblings of a madwoman, or something more sinister at work here? There is a series of blank pages. I assume that the diary was never finished and am about to set the book back down when more writing on the last page catches my eye. I’m going to do it. I can’t take it anymore. Atwood, my love, if you read this: it’s not your fault. Don’t trust your mother. So all of this is about Atwood. I quietly set the book back down, but then the very thing that I dreaded catches my eye.