Nate Jacobs Mom Novels & Stories

There, I saw my mother—the woman I hadn't seen in three years—smiling warmly as she held Emily's hand. "Mom," Jake said, "the baby's due in less than a month. Has Nathan gotten any better? I feel terrible about what I've done to him. Once Emily gives birth, I want to bring Nathan back and tell him the truth." My mother listened to Jake, her face calm and unreadable. "Nathan used to have everything," she said flatly. "You and Emily just started building a good life. What's the point of bringing him back?" My eyes started to sting. I walked forward slowly. They all noticed me and looked up.

“This is on you! You wouldn’t come back! You refused to operate on Mom! You even sent me to the police station! You’re a monster!” “Stop! Please stop!” Nate collapsed to his knees as he broke down in tears. He sobbed violently as he pounded the floor with his fists. “This can’t be real. It can’t be! I thought you were talking about your parents. Why didn’t you tell me it was mine?” Nate questioned me in between sobs. He was unbelievable. Even at that point, Nate was still trying to dodge blame. My tone was cold as I said, “Have you forgotten, Nate? I never once begged you for anything when it came to my own parents. I told you very clearly that day that Dad had a heart attack, and Mom was in

After everything that is happening, I doubt he will want to go back to the pack again. " I understand, I want to be there for my family, and the ruling will take most of my time. Dad has no one else to help him, Jace" "I am here, I just want to let Dad know first. The file was it any good?" my curiosity gets the best of me, and I can't help but ask. "It was all about Clara Jacobs, and Jason Parker. Dad is already trying to find out who they are" I don't know anything about my maternal background. It's all blank. Mum claimed she was the only child and her parents together with her grandparents died. On my paternal side though, I have both grandparents and an aunt. I don't know if they heard a

“Gabrielle, I hate you! I hate all of you rich people up there on your high horses! “Why should I have to live off your handouts?! If I had your money, I’d live a more valuable life than you ever could! I looked calmly at her frantic state and said, “You’ve got it backwards. Money doesn’t make you valuable. Being valuable is what brings you wealth in the first place.” She was stunned for a moment. She then let out a manic laugh before being forcibly escorted away by the bailiffs. I turned around and strode out of the courtroom. Just then, my phone rang. It was a voice message from Trinity, sent through her smartwatch. “Mommy, can you come pick me up early from school today? I miss you.”

Jonathan nodded his head. "And what about Natasha, my sister." I continued. My heart banged on saying her name. I shouldn't have added "sister" to my statement. "Who cares?" Jonathan hissed. "You are unlucky when choosing wives." I teased. "So was my Dad. He chose my mother remember?" Jonathan replied. I smiled. Not a fake one but a real one. His mother was a devil too. "I guess."

"Don't worry, Mom. Even if I want to seek revenge on Leah, I won't let Auntie notice that it's me. I'm only telling you this because I'm in misery!" "Natalie, I know you are in pain. I don't blame you. Do whatever you want. I won't try to talk you out of it!" Mrs. Jennings said. "No one is more important than my baby girl!" "Mom, if I die, don't contact Dean Jennings ever again. He is not my father. My only father is your current husband!" Natalie said as though these were her last words. "I have some money saved up in the bank. I will give you the password later. If I die, take the money out and use it to enjoy the rest of your life."

Natalie was already in bed preparing to go to sleep, but upon hearing her phone ring, she sat up again. She took her phone and glanced at it. It was an unknown number. Who would call her at this time of the night? But the ringing made her feel restless, so she answered it. "Hello?" she said. "I'm Jackson. Your mom's dying. Do you want to meet her one last time?" Jackson said nonchalantly. Natalie flew off the handle. "What the hell are you talking about? Jackson, that's your mother, too! Please watch your words!"

Nathan: I watched as my mate sat by the window, processing what she has lived through over the past few weeks. “How is she?” Mom asked, approaching me. I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose, not knowing how to answer. My beauty lost her mom the same way she lost her father years ago. Both wanted to kill her, and both had to be killed to be stopped. “I don’t know, mom” I said honestly “she is not talking, and we both know why, so I don’t know what I can do at this point”

He had heard bits and pieces about her family. Her father, Edric, had another family on the side and even had an illegitimate daughter. Her mother, Tabitha, had struggled with depression for years. Rumor had it she almost jumped from a balcony more than once. The heat inside Nathan slowly faded. He rolled to the side and pulled Ivy gently into his arms. He whispered, "Go to sleep. No one's going to hurt you or your mom."