Calling Mom Novels & Stories

Mom was in a rather youthful attire, wearing a pair of high-waisted hot pants today. Despite being in her forties, Mom still had the body of a 20-year-old, probably because she only had me. She exuded the charm of a mature lady. That was probably why Bryan screwed her. “I need a word with you, Carys,” Mom uttered out of the blue. I was still shell-shocked by it all. She took a glance at Bryan. “I’m pregnant.” I dropped my plate with a plop. Getting down to the floor, I immediately picked up the broken shards while my mind replayed what Mom had just said.

“Call your mom.” - -

"No, not just today. Baby, I ask the teachers to give me a module class so I can take care of mom while continuing my lessons. I forgot to text you about this. I'm sorry." "Maddox, you're here." Maddox walks up close to mom. "How are you, ma'am? I'm here to check on you and Angel." "I'm fine. Maddox, don't call me ma'am; you can call me aunt Athena." "Okay, I'll try." Mom just had her lunch, and she didn't eat even half of her food as I checked. "Mom, you didn't finish your food. Do you want me to feed you?"

hello mom, I said , " Caro,I have been trying to get to you since yesterday your friends reported you to me that you left home to stay with a guy who don't love you, she said, I breath heavily , " mom, I am here just to work, nothing more, I am fine and will take good care of myself, I said it, it seems that I have convinced her as she sighed " are you sure"??, she asked , " yes, I said as I nod as if she is there with me " Okay, she said, " mom, how is dad and kayla ?, I asked

mom asks. "I'm fine mom. Why are you here?" "No love. You called for me, remember?" mom says and I recall the attempt I and Jessica did earlier to connect with mom. "So it worked?" I ask and mom nods. "What is it about love?" "Mom, how did you travel to Bazoda without a portal?" I ask "You don't have to know. Just live your life happily. Forget about Bazoda" she yells. "Is it Michel?" I ask and she looks wide eyed at me.

During a holiday, when I told my mother that my boyfriend would be coming to my house, her expression darkened. Tears welled up in her eyes as she touched my face and said in a hoarse voice, “Oh my God... Thank God you’re still alive. “Do you remember what day this is? This time, I’m not letting you die.” She acted as if she were possessed and screamed at me hysterically, “He’s a serial killer! We’ll all die if he comes today. Last time around, I was the only one left!” I believed her. I broke up with him and called the police to have him arrested. I let out a sigh of relief as I watched him get taken away, and my mother revealed a triumphant smile. She then said calmly, “That’s that.

After I started college, Mom said she'd send me money in installments. "Lucia, you're an adult now. I want you to learn how to manage money, so I'll give you your living expenses in installments." I figured she meant monthly. Maybe weekly, worst case. Then move-in day came. Mom walked around the cafeteria, checked the prices, and sent $8 to my payment app. I stared at my phone. "Mom, did you send the wrong amount?" She smiled. "Silly girl. That's your lunch money for today. I checked already. Just get the cheapest grab-and-go meal. "From now on, ask me for money before each meal." I froze. So by installments, she didn't mean monthly. Or weekly. She meant one meal at a time. By da

I didn't want to be an audience to their tear-jerking mother-daughter bond. "I don't—" Before I could finish, Mom’s voice blasted through the phone. "Serena, if Tara hadn’t insisted that a family should stay whole, do you really think I’d want a troublemaker like you back? "You’ve always been so stubborn. If it weren’t for you, your brother…Look come by or not, I don’t care either way.” Then she hung up. I stared at the black screen, my hand tightening around my medical report. I suddenly felt grateful for my illness.

Her being intimidated earlier was now gone, making her realize that his parents were warm, nice, and kind people. "Welcome to the family, hija. We've been looking forward to meeting you since Ira told us about your intimate wedding in Japan." "Thank you, ma'am," Chloe politely denoted. "Call me Mommy from now on," Helena assured her and added, "your mom-in-law wants to have a solid bond with you, sweetheart. I hope you don't mind." Shaking her head, she said, "None at all, M-mommy." "Anyway, congratulations to the new momma! I am excited to see your baby bump swelling gorgeously."