Big Mom Novels & Stories

She hates flying. “Thanks, momma, for coming.” I told her after giving her a giant hug. My mom gives the best hugs. Maybe because she’s so soft and big. Although if I tell her that, she’ll probably whoop my ass. But who wouldn’t be a bit bigger if they could eat her cooking every day? Momma always says she’s not fat, just curvy. But her doctor told her last month she needed to stop putting so much salt in her food or she’d be at risk for a heart attack.

The bus stopped, and she rushed out as fast as she could, heading two her house which was about two minutes away. On getting home, she saw two black heavily tinted cars parked outside her house. There were two hefty men dressed in all black standing beside each car, and she began to get scraped. The plate number of the car read “Big Boss”, and that was all she needed to know. Someone from the biggest mafia in the city, “The Shadow Empire” is here. But, what could be the affiliation of her family with them? She dashed inside to see her father and mother kneeling in front of an unknown man, who was holding a pistol.

It was so soothing and genuine. “Also,” Grandma said while rolling away. “There's no other woman. He has an underground house down the road where his friend comes to spend time with him. I think the woman you heard speaking is Luke's lowlife girlfriend.” “I hate her,” Grandma spat. I covered my mouth as I laughed till my eyes grew teary. “Thank you for coming here, ma'am,” I said before she reached the door. She turned around, smiling. She threw me the most satisfying wink ever before turning back.

Grandma's face turned cold. "Don't call me 'Mom.' I don't have a son like you." Ben, naturally, wasn't eager to face rejection. But he couldn't avoid coming. After all, he was still fixated on Grandma's assets, fearing they might end up in my hands. He forced a smile. "Mom, I know you're not in good health. I specially bought many valuable supplements to see you." "I don't need them. Take your things and get lost."

"Alex! Who was that wealthy woman?" She screamed with excitement, the moment the call connected. “How do you mean?” I said, puzzled, and wanting to hear more from her. “Do you know how rich that lady is? She is so powerful that, my grandma was picked right at home and straight to the most famous private hospital in the world! Isn't that wonderful?” She said giggling, still excited. “Meaning?” “Meaning, grandma is receiving a better medical treatment in Lady Ave Merida Blackwood's hospital!” She said in a high pitched voice.

he muttered as he bounced his head, a frown playing between his eyebrows. He looked visibly angry, but as I was about to sidestep him, my aunt appeared. She was the reason I rushed back home. She must have been worried since I hadn't shown up for almost three days. I tried to look composed as she walked into the living room. Aunt Hannah had been my only family member since the death of my parents. Being my mom's older sister, I saw my mother in her sometimes, and it was all the comfort I needed. "Welcome. Where have you been?" she asked, her gaze watching me from top to bottom and back up again.

' I don't know where 'there' is, but from the way Papa's lips purse, I figure it must not have been a nice place. Papa says he is taking me to Italy to spend time with grandma. He wants me to learn about my rich heritage, and the customs of my people. I don't want to. I want to remember my past; unfortunately, each time I try, I have a headache. The doctor says it's normal, but I don’t like it.

“You can't believe this mother-in-law, but he just promised me a Villa by the beach.” “Wow, that's great!” “What about me, Big Bro? Will I get a Villa too?” Tania asked. “You're making Sister-in-law so happy. Make your little sis happy too.” “I'm so happy that you’re living in peace,” Mom added. “And I can't wait to meet my grandkids.” “Don't worry, Mom. Theo and I are working on it.” They chatted nonstop, the noises getting irritating. Why are they acting strangely?

“Of course. My mom made it.” I paused. “Your mom made the company?” “Yeah. She’s the boss. She says it’s not good to brag so she doesn’t tell people.” I stared at her. Something turned over in my chest. “What’s your mom’s name?” “Ostara.” I had no response to that. She went on, not noticing the look on my face. “She makes chocolate magic. But she always says it’s just science and practice.” “You know a lot for someone your age.”

“But Mom, hasn’t grandmother already entered menopause? I mean, she’s really old.” “She’s only fifty-nine years old,” my mom says, like that explains everything. “Only fifty-nine?” I practically shout. “Mom, fifty-nine is not young! How does a fifty-nine-year-old woman give birth to a baby? That’s not normal!” My mom’s face changes immediately, and I can see that she’s getting angry with me. “Don’t talk about your grandmother like that, Tara. She’s still my mother, and you need to show some respect.” I shut my mouth and tried to process this information. My grandmother, who I thought was way too old to have babies, apparently just had one. This is the most bizarre news I’ve ever heard in my