Barren Mother Novels & Stories

Who focused on the road with her leg steady on the accelerator. Something isn't right Arlene Said to herself. She realised screaming and shouting at Barb wouldn’t change a thing. She behaved like a programmed robot who had malfunctioned. There were no signs of her being human anymore, like who would hit her husband and speed off without a care? She decided to take the wheel by trying to push her mum’s hands away from the steering, their father and husband was dying, he needed help and there she was running away from something she did. Barbs hand wouldn’t bulge; it became as strong and heavy as osmium.

She said, wiping an invisible tear from her face. He still could not figure out the kind of energy God gave women. His mother enjoyed ranting nonstop despite the negative responses Damien gave each time on this marriage matter. He placed two fingers to his temples and started to massage them. His mother's shrill voice was starting to give him a headache. "Mom, I am your son. Your flesh and blood, you can't be called barren! Or should I be worried?" Damien quickly put in, raising a questioning brow at her. "Oh that's not what I meant. I am talking about your children. People won't laugh at me anymore, I will finally be a grandmother! Oh my God!"

Roe called happily as she burst through the bedroom door. “You have finally convinced her to get on board then?” she smiled broadly, her eyes switching between the two of us. “Mum, we talked about this. Boundaries” Gunner whined. “Oh shush, I’m your mother, I’ve seen all your bits and pieces” she said waving her hand dismissively at Gunner. I couldn’t help but laugh at the shade of red his face turned, and the look of his eyes nearly bulging out of his head at his mother’s words. Roe took my hands and turned me to face her, smiling at me with a glint of mischief in her eyes.

with a great smile that he has, everyone would think that he was being friendly with her, however to Barrett, that facade is clearly seen. The Woodsrow Massacre. It is one of the main reasons that Barrett left Woodsrow City, a series of unfortunate events happened there, her childhood memory wasn’t that pleasant including the early death of her mother. A glint of sadness reflected on her eyes upon remembering the death of her mother and the time she spent at the orphanage, Gerard saw this expression so he decided to change the topic “On the other hand, let me ask you a question.”, playing with human emotion is really fragile, this is one of the flaws with their race.

She refused to eat her meals and cursed her anytime she saw her. "Barren woman," Mama shouted and hissed anytime Sarah passed her. "You want to turn my son against me. It will not be well with you." "Give my son a child, make me a grandmother," Mama shouted, clapping her hands as she spoke. "You have killed your parents and now you want to kill me." Sarah cried privately, never allowing her husband or mama to see her tears. When she brought mama's food to her she pushed the platter away causing the food to spill on the floor.

“I know you don’t like the idea, Natasha, but I think it’s best if you go on a vacation. Get out of this place and clear your head. I hate the way you are all depressed and you keep locking yourself in. I don’t expect you to be up and doing immediately, but please try to overcome this phase. I beg you.” “Mom, you know my reply to this. This isn’t the first time you’ve told me to go on a vacation but I don’t want to. There is nothing to clear my head about. I need to accept the reality that I am barren and I’d never have kids of my own.” “Oh please, don’t say that. You can’t just come to such a conclusion. You were married for just five years. Haven’t you heard of those that got pregnant fift

I left Barbara’s house without we reaching to any conclusion, it is obvious she will never accept to me taking her baby away. I return home and told Mira about it and she understood why Barbara wouldn’t leave her kid. She said she didn’t blame her for not leaving her son because no true mother will ever wants to leave her son. She looked into my face and use her palm to held my faces and she said to me. “ We will find our kids, we have another child and when the time comes we will bring Barbara’s child home” she said. I embrace her and kissed her. “ Baby” I called out.

"Barbara Weston, there's absolutely nothing you can do right! You can't even keep your husband not to even talk of giving me a grandson!... You're just a dead fish in a kettle" A woman was being lashed out by her mother in law. She was slender with a slainted siren eyes. Her skin were as white as porcelain, her sight was truly a beauty to behold. But what was the usefulness of her beauty if she couldn't give the Lorenzo family a grand child?

"Neither are you from a respectable rank nor did you bring any financial benefits with yourself. Moon Goddess, what have we done that you are punishing us like this? Why did my son have to marry this barren woman!" "Enough is enough!" I finally snapped at her with my reddened eyes and trembling hand. Every person has their limits and I guess mine was this, I said, "Stop calling me a barren woman! The reason I could not bear your son an heir is because he has never slept with me."

“What an unlikely pairing. Why would Bastion send him? He suspect there’s more than meets the eye to this one.” “All right. Barren, feel free to use the cot and space as you need. This will appear to be a burial mound to any who pass it. There will be a mirage of wrapped bodies in the spaces on the wall. So just lay like the dead and you won’t be detected.” She turned to her daughter, “I know you have many questions for our friend but not tonight. We have much to prepare.” Raven took her mama’s hand and followed her back out to the place her mama had hidden for years.