Chapter 6 Mother 3 Novels & Stories

My mother, Sophie Nash, was also my homeroom teacher, and she loved nothing more than using me to assert her authority. She was convinced that the worse off I was, the more afraid my classmates would be, and the higher her authority would be. Once, when I passed an eraser to a classmate during class, she slapped me so hard across the face in front of the whole class that my face swelled up. Another time, after I secretly ate a crumb of a classmate’s snack during recess, my mom dragged me up to the front of the classroom and pricked my lip with a needle until blood gushed out. Later, when a classmate was caught by the vice principal for having a romantic relationship while underaged, my m

Make sure to become a decent person in your next life. The police had not expected to witness another murder scene while arresting their suspect. They handcuffed Mom and prepared to take her away. She remained eerily calm the entire way, until the very second before she was to be put into the police car, she suddenly broke free and sprinted toward the main road. A car, unable to brake in time, slammed into her with a sickening thud. Mom was thrown heavily onto the ground, blood oozing from her mouth. I felt my spirit begin to fade as I started becoming transparent. I knew it was time for me to go.

“So weak. Brought so low. Why would you allow someone to do that to you?” “Help me…” I beg. She bends down to look me in the eyes, her nose wrinkling with disgust. “But you’re so dirty…” “Please, Lilith. Help me…” Author's Note: Hey friends! Thank you so much for reading Mother, May I, the third book of The Legacies series. I hope that you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing. Here are a couple of announcements/interesting information for you.

I love you eldenpr and I would do what is best for you , you just have to give me a chance to show you that I really care about you , you can do it right ? As I stood there watching my mother, all that I could hear in my heart was her was the hurt that I have carried in my heart from the day that I found out that she was taking sides with her and bonding with me . Honey , please say something “my mother begged desperately . I turned and moved from her the moment her hands touched me and then smiled at her . “ Are you done mother? “ I asked her , showing that I wasn’t pleased with her presence or even seeing her here .

my mother replied coldly. Allen smirked and walked closer. My mother remained close to me but before anything serious could happen, Draven stepped forward and grabbed my mother. My mother screamed, trying to free herself when two more sentinels rushed to help hold her down. *Mother,” I muttered, trying to reach for her. She cried, stretching out her hand towards me. Our eyes carrying unspoken but sad words. Allen grabbed my arm, I stumbled forward, my legs weak. My mother lunged for me again, but Allen shoved her back hard, and she fell onto the dirt.

Fifteen men died saving my sister Serena from a fire. My mother said Serena’s life had been saved at the cost of fifteen lives. We couldn’t put her through any more pain. But the debt our family owed still had to be paid. So my mother put it in my name. When one of their families needed help with a family event, Mom made me give up my weekend for them. When another family needed my professor’s recommendation, Mom made me give it to them. When a third family needed a kidney, Mom made me give them mine. She always said, “This is a debt we owe them. Serena isn’t strong enough, so you’ll pay it for her.” A month after surgery, I came home for Thanksgiving. Before I could enter the house, Mom for

Three Months Later The late morning sun bathed the winding countryside road in golden light as Aaron drove their sleek black SUV along the private lane lined with ancient oak trees. Elara sat in the passenger seat, cradling their three-month-old son, Axel Reid Blackwood, against her chest. The baby was bundled in a soft blue blanket, his tiny fist curled around one of Elara’s fingers as he slept peacefully. At nine months pregnant with their first child, Elara had been radiant; now, as a new mother, her plus-sized body carried the beautiful evidence of motherhood—fuller curves, softer rolls, and a quiet strength that made Aaron fall in love with her all over again every single day.

Chap 26 Mother lap is the best place in this whole world . "Somia bacha(kid) i know each every thing which is in your mind and heart . I am your mother and a mother knows everything about her child . Beta i know you love him . I can see this in your eyes but the reality is different. He can't be yours. He is in someone else destiny." My mother said while caressing my hair "I know mama and i am trying to move on" i said to my mother while kissing her hand which was caressing my hair just now

Nothing but trees surrounded us now; the moonlight above disappearing behind the looming mountain that peered through the tangled branches overlapping each other. With my head nestled against her chest, I could hear my mother’s hammering heartbeat and her ragged breaths wheezing outwards. She staggered back a few steps and collapsed against a rock to breathe, letting me tumble from her body and crumple to the ground, screaming out from the pain that shot through my spine. It was only a few seconds before she was able to recover, but she stayed there and didn’t approach me. “Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!” my mother cried out, tossing a handful of dirt from beside her at me “you are not my baby!

Mother closed her eyes before she spoke. “I never taught you how to love anyone or admit when you were wrong.” She let her burned hands fall to her sides, and her voice became calm. “I lost the right to call myself Elena’s mother. I do not know how to keep being yours. Go with your father, Sofia. I do not want to see you again.” Sofia reached for her, crying, but Mother turned away and walked back to my casket.