Romans & histoires The Good Bad Mother Reviews

Oh the bad moon that was still two long weeks but it was already messing with his head, along side his inner horny wolf. {E} Roman! {R} What? {E} Stop making her look so hot in my head! {R} Now why would I stop, when you already feel like f^- {E} Roman! Stop, she's underage! It's not going to happen! His horny wolf calmed down and knew he'd never dare cross her panty line if she was underage. For the time being, Roman knew he'd had to lock himself up due to the bad moon approaching, because he had a bad feeling, he wouldn't be able to control himself around her.

her mom asked and Sia shrugged her shoulders. “Not bad,” she replied. “Not bad?” her mom asked in disbelief and Sia nodded her head. “Not bad” she repeated herself and her mom chuckled again. “That’s the closest to a compliment you’ve given anyone and anybody at all” her mom said and Sia raised her eyebrow. “Really?’ she asked, sending another spoon of food into her mom’s mouth. “The school must be really nice. I’m glad I encouraged you to change schools” her mom replied beaming while Sia stared at her mom without saying anything.

he added as he stood up from the bed and trod outside to his mother's study room. He was halfway through the hall to the study room when he heard his mother on the phone. He consciously tiptoed to the door to prevent being heard. "What are you saying Zed?, How did things go this bad? I asked you to keep an eye on him and Riley as well. You never get things done right." she exclaimed furiously. "I'm sorry ma'am, I tried my best but couldn't get the chance to kill Riley nor her mother," he answered.

I clenched my fists and uttered through clenched jaws. Now that I had figured it out, she stopped pretending entirely. "Didn't you say you're tough enough to move out? Let's see how you'll do that after you lose your job. I'm your mother. As long as I'm alive, you'll have to listen to what I say." I was in complete despair. The woman standing in front of me looked more terrifying than an actual monster. Was I really her daughter? Why did she seem happier the more miserable I became?

She held on to me and pulled me out of the abyss, no matter how I thought I didn't deserve it. My mother's eyes watered. "Can I hug you?" she asked in a breaking voice. It was tempting. My eyes closed, and I took myself back to Mad's words. "Look at me... Your mother was right about one thing. You are better off without her." she said, holding my face, and breathing life into my eyes. "She's not what you needed. She was abusive and crazy. She was going to kill you. Her child. She's not worthy of you. She should be in jail for that."

On the night of Mom's birthday, as she was making a wish under the moon, Dad suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered something. My usually cautious mother, who valued her life above all else, turned around after hearing those words and jumped straight into the pack's silver pit. The silver pit is deadly for us werewolves; only those with a death wish would go there. After Mom died, Dad became infamous. Because Mom was the most cautious person in our pack, her sudden suicide by jumping into the silver pit had to be triggered by Dad's whispered words.

"Take a look at what you've done." I glanced at the screen. My name was all over the trending list. "What an ungrateful daughter! She's a doctor but heartlessly abandons her mom's life." "Does this heartless doctor even deserve to save lives?" When I clicked on the comments, they were full of scathing remarks. "Rosie Mitchell is my college classmate. Her mom once took a two-day train ride just to bring her some local specialties! Who would have thought that she'd turn out like this? No matter how good her studies are, she's just a morally corrupt beast!"

I saw the pity and guilt reflecting in her eyes. "What are you talking about? What kind of mother are you to say something like that about your own child?" Mrs. Davis used her frail body to shield me as she tried to reason with Mom to make her back down. But Mom was never one to be reasoned with. Sneering, she gave me a cold glance that sent chills down my spine. As she raised her hand, Mrs. Davis still stood in front of me, perhaps unable to believe that Mom would resort to violence against her. But I knew better. Over the years, Mom had hit more women than I could count.

He asked, arching his brows confusingly. “You do know your mother is a bad person right? Think back to everything she’s done, she destroyed your childhood because of her thirst for vengeance, groomed you into helping with her destruction, instead of giving you a peaceful nice life. She kidnapped my mother, wanted to kill me and almost succeeded, wrecked my father’s legacy, ruined my life by pitching me into a marriage with a city monster. She’s done a lot of awful things, are you in support of us putting her down?” She ended her speech with the hectic question, a bit skeptical on the response she expects from him. “She’s my mother..” Theodore cited in a low soft voice, head falling low in li

I snapped. Megan and my mother gasped in disbelief. I raised my voice, the frustration boiling over. "Did you ever stop to consider if I wanted any of the things you've done, Mother?" Mother's jaw clenched, her hands knotting into claws. "That woman is bad for you!" "You're acting out of self-interest, Madam! Karma's a bitch!" Sarah declared, a sly smile tugging at the corners of her lips. Mother could do nothing more than turn on her heel and storm from the restaurant.