Son Knocks Up Mother Novels & Stories

Pain exploded in my cheek as the rock struck me, and I felt the warm trickle of blood slide down my face. I struggled to lift my head, using every ounce of strength I had left, and screamed, "Shannon Sinclair! I am Jeremy’s wife! I’m the mother of our son, Daniel!" Hearing her name, Shannon froze for a moment, then let out a shriek. She lifted her stiletto heel and kicked me square in the face. "Oh, really? You even know everything about us! This must be a part of some criminal ring! "Let’s do the right thing today! Stand up for all the families who’ve had their children kidnapped!" she shouted again.

Selene insists, stepping onto the porch and dumping her satchel of collected stones. “They usually are,” he says, pulling her into a one-armed hug. My mother emerges from the door, wiping her hands on her apron. She looks at me, and in that look, I see the woman who forgave a traitor so her children wouldn't have to carry his hate. She is the center of this world, the gravity that keeps us all from drifting into the dark. “Wash up, both of you,” she says. “Aiden just crested the rise. He’ll be here in minutes.”

The truth is, whatever bond we had as mother and son was gone the year she remarried. I hung up and went about my day like normal. When I got home that night, I saw that the door had been pried open. Eleanor and Kaden were inside, grabbing my things and tossing them out into the hallway. "What do you think you're doing?" I yelled. "You have no right to touch my stuff!" Eleanor threw an armful of my clothes at me and stomped her foot down on an old toy on the floor—a little armored hero figure. "You had your chance to do this the easy way. Now we do it the hard way. This is my house, and I'm throwing you out right now."

No way was she ruining this for me. No, not her. "There you are, kids!" I jerked back from Liam at the same moment he stepped away from me, cheeks pink, a frustrated set to his shoulders. But he smiled as his mother clacked down the stone walk in her high heels, stylish hair and makeup perfectly put together. A hair stylist, Sonja always looked flawless, but there was lack of authenticity about her, which drove me bonkers.

"When the time comes, that's the reason we'll use to push her out of the family." "Once you've taken what belongs to you and you're free of the Sloanes, I'll clear the way for you and bring you into the Graves house myself." By the last line my face was soaked, and it felt like a hand had closed around my throat. I didn't snap out of it until the water in the bathroom shut off. I copied the whole thread and dragged my sleeve across my face. When my mother died and my fiancé betrayed me, the storm of public opinion nearly drove me out of my mind.

My husband, Adriano Moretti, the Don of the Moretti famiglia, brings a three-year-old boy back to the estate. Adriano's mother, Vittoria Moretti, calls for a family meeting. In front of all the core members, she announces that the boy will be raised by me. She says he is the only surviving bloodline of her late eldest son, Luca Moretti. Vittoria says, "It's very chaotic out there right now. His birth mother can't protect him. Lucrezia, if you don't take him in, he won't survive the winter in Sezarro." My heart goes out to the little boy, and I take him in. In the next seven years, I personally raise Antonino into the finest child in the Moretti famiglia. I tell Adriano I want a child of

Suddenly, a slap landed hard across her face. Moira Reese stood there, cold-eyed. Still seething, she struck Sonia again, this time harder. "You bitch! I told you to watch over my son, and you failed to do just that? You're a useless bitch!" Moira roared, pointing at Sonia's face. "If anything happens to my son, you'll pay with your life!" Jonathan's mother was one ruthless woman. She could easily take Sonia's life, just as effortlessly as she had abandoned her son back then.

Noah's anger rose with his voice, his eyes narrowed. He had returned to New York after Knight informed him that Mason had attacked his warehouse but he was shocked to find out that nothing happened. Anger surged through him as he tried severally to reach Knight, but he was distracted by Harry's presence. “I'm sorry boss, I just had to do something to get you to New York to meet your son. Veronica and I found out that Charlene was your son's mother so we planned the whole thing.” Knight explained quickly, his hasty steps audible through the phone.

The sounds of the crowd surged back---laughter, congratulations, praise. They surrounded me, yet none of it was meant for me. An exhibition themed "My Mother," starring my husband, the son I'd carried for ten months, and my son's "Mommy." I was just the human who'd delivered Luke, the nanny who handled discipline and restriction. The love and joy of motherhood had long been handed to someone else by Lucien.

she moaned, her eyes closed and still totally unaware that it was her son fucking her. In no time at all John felt his balls churn as the excitement of fucking his mother brought him to the point of orgasm. Slamming himself into her one last time, he felt his orgasm explode, cum pumping into his mother's pussy as she clamped down on him, milking his cock as he dumped his load of sperm to mingle with Tom Henderson's, Kelly and Becky watching. "Jesus, Tom, that was intense," Karin sighed, half rolling her upper body over to look back, her eyes popping wide open along with her mouth when she saw her son standing there, his cock glistening with their combined juices.