Taboo Mother And Son Novels & Stories

I met Mom's gaze and asked calmly, "Is this how you treat your own daughter?" "Shut up! You're a bastard! Who do you think you are to be my daughter? You should look in the mirror and see what you really are! If I had a daughter, she'd be like Annie, not you—a little brat!" Her hatred ran deep. Even though I said I would stop caring, her words still made my heart ache with discomfort. The venue fell silent as everyone listened to Mom's insults. Aunt Monica remained quiet, and Annie looked at me with pity. Only Uncle Zach frowned, trying to calm Mom down.

Is this fate trying to punish me for my high sex drive? "Shall we?" My mother announced as we sat for the family dinner before us. She (my mother) said the prayer, and we uncovered the food before us and began the great process. "So, how is New York?" Naomi asked while focusing her attention on her partner, Lucas. "New York is more than what I expected. "The company and the entire city are just accommodating", Lucas responded calmly while casting a glance at me and then to my mother. I felt my organs changing because of that glance. Honestly, I tried to wake up from this tormenting dream, but it was sadly the reality.

"Your work is impressive. You have a knack for strategic thinking and creative problem-solving. That's exactly what this project needs.” “Thank you.” I replied. He rose from his seat he walked towards me and leaned on the desk. “I'm glad you're here Maya.” He said smiling at me “No, stop.” I knew what he was trying to do and I won't let him. “Look, we would keep this strictly professional.” “I didn't do anything.” He argued. “We can't work, Daniel you're with my mom, it's forbidden territory, what happened that night was a mistake.” “Things are better when forbidden.” His voice went low and was filled with lust.

“Fvck,” Kyle muttered under his breath. “I’m dead,” I whispered. Yeah, I was screwed… because if my parents actually left their precious farmland in Kansas and came all the way down here to Miami with the Mother Superior, I might as well start carving my own headstone. My mom shot to her feet, her voice was shrill. “Your devil of a son seduced our daughter! She was supposed to take her vows, and he dragged her into sin!”

She already knew it, her son was in love with a starving woman, the same one to whom he had to give money to save her company when she herself was not capable of being woman enough to give him a son, give them the heir of that family "Yes, yes, I feel a little better now," Tábata said, taking her head. "I'll bring you a glass of water." Brandon ran out to get a glass of water. When she was going back she realized that Brandon's mother was smiling at the same time that Brandon's grandfather and Tábata's father were checking her out completely. "Since when have you felt like this?" Mr. Lambert asked. “Don't know.” "What other symptoms do you have? This can't be normal.”

That day, when my mother stood on the 68th floor and I looked up at her from below, my mind went blank. And now, the same feeling returned. But it was too late. I couldn't keep my mother, and I couldn't keep Patricia.

Mom answered me with another slap on the face. My cheeks burned with pain. “Don’t even think about it. You two can never be together.” Mom stormed off. I had never seen Mom so upset. Confused, I wondered what was stopping Bryan and me from being together, especially since we were around the same age. I teared up in hurt. Maybe Mom was put off by Bryan’s disability. However, I did not mind it at all. Bryan flashed a smile at me while walking past my bedroom door. He seemed to be comforting me.

They knew the taboo they committed was very rare and it was too much for their parents to handle, he couldn't keep it to himself so he burst into tears in their presence. "I will miss you my children. I don't like what you guys did and yes, am angry at you, am angry you didn't tell me about this." He stared at them with wet eyes, "I love your mom, I don't want her to die. She is in the hospital taking a week rest, battling with her life and taking all sort of medications for her blood pressure to subside. She is scared of being childless. Actually we are both scared but the deed has been done. There is nothing we can do about it. We can't come stand in between you and the one you love. The

"Mum I swear, we didn't mean to do what we did. Once we already crossed the line, we couldn't cross it back again." "What did you think, that you involve yourself in a formidable act with your brother and you will be able to put a stop to it. I don't just get it, if you know you couldn't resist your brother, then why didn't you come to me, why didn't you tell me. I would have helped Alexia, I would have to e everything in my power to help. You don't know the gravity of what you and your brother has done, this isn't just a little offence. This is huge, this is big, this a taboo Alexia, a taboo." Mrs Greg exclaims.

Tabitha stated, repositioning herself to talk to Blake, who sat on her bed. “So what’s your excuse?” Blake asked, looking at Tabby. “I’m reevaluating this person who we were looking to promote, but he has a very unique fetish that only came to light tonight,” Tabby said, placing her tablet to the side to conduct a conversation with Blake. “Oh? What fetish this rising star has, if I might ask?” Blake asked, almost knowing in his heart. “He loves pregnant women and becomes their subordinate in the presence of them,” Tabby said shyly.