Eren's Mom Novels & Stories

"Think about how much money Blossom could have made when she first joined the entertainment industry. And look at all the money she gave her mom! She must have given her everything!" "Hmph! She used her daughter and now, she's talking bad about her?" The bullets my mom shot at me made a turn and landed on her instead. I heard that some extreme netizens had found her address too. They even threatened to dump red paint all over her door. My mom ended up moving. After this was over, Erin came to apologize. She felt guilty for letting my mom onto the set. She had just assumed my mom was there to see me. I brushed off her comment, but suddenly, I caught sight of her swollen cheek. There was a red

Mark spoke to Irena while looking the woman straight in her eyes. Irena giggled while shaking her head, “I’m not a killer. I’m just a businesswoman.” “Yeah, a businesswoman who killed my boy’s mother. You fed her to those creatures and made me and my boy watch,” Mark snapped back at Irena. He became annoyed by the amused smirk she was giving him.

Margaret forced a smile and said, "I’m Serena’s mother. Please hand me her things." The woman eyed her suspiciously. "You’re her mother? Why have I never seen you here…"

Lilian stubbornly retorted, “She was carrying my son’s child! Of course, we’ve seen her! How could we not?!” The comment section unleashed another wave of attacks. [What, is her daughter actually a man or something? Because that’s the only way ‘seeing her’ would change anyone’s mind. What nonsense!] [The mother is just as bad as the daughter because she raised her!] I clenched my fists until my knuckles turned white. "I told you already! My daughter could never abandon a baby!" Lilian raised her voice and responded, "Fine! Since you still won’t admit it, I’m bringing out the third piece of evidence!

"Your mother was a fool. And so are you." I should have walked away. Should have ignored her poison. But her next words cut deeper than anything else. "We should have strangled you at birth." Eleanor's voice was cold. Matter-of-fact. Like she was discussing the weather. "If we had known you would turn out like this, we would have wrapped our hands around your little throat and squeezed until you stopped breathing." The world tilted. I stared at my grandmother. This frail old woman with her silver hair and her kind smile and her gentle hands that used to pat my head when I was small.

"Daddy said she is the backup." "She does the chores but gets no wages." "The Real Mom is responsible for being beautiful and guarding the treasury." My fingertips turned ice-cold against the paper. My mate, Ethan, had just returned from a patrol. He kissed my forehead. "What did our pup draw?" The next second, his smile froze when he saw the content. His voice tightened, and he reached out to snatch the book. "He watches too many cartoons! He's writing nonsense!" I stared at the man I had shared a den with for seven years.

My pulse drums in my ears. “Scarlett,” the figure says. A woman’s voice, low and sharp. “You deserve the truth.” She steps forward. Moonlight spills over her features. I gasp. It’s my mother. “Mom?” My voice cracks. “What are you—” “Stay back,” Damien warns, but she ignores him. Maria’s eyes glitter with something between sorrow and fury. “I told myself you’d never have to know. But they won’t stop. They never stop.”

She stuffed a debit card into Rosie's hand and, as if she were making her final arrangements, said, "I've failed you as your mother, Rosie. There's a lot of money in here. After I'm gone, you can use it to live a good life. From now on, just pretend you never had a bad mother like me." Rosie burst into tears. "I don't want your money, Mommy! I don't want you to die either! My teacher said if you make a mistake and fix it, you're still a good kid. If you change for the better, I'll still call you 'Mommy'. I talked to my other mom, and she says I can have two moms!" Vivienne stood beside us and flashed Rosie an encouraging smile. I couldn't help but put my arm around her shoulder, whispering i

"Happy Birthday momma!" Eren cheers excitedly as he appears in the kitchen on this early morning. His dark hair is sticking out in all direction, a large smile on his face. He dashes to me where I'm sitting at the table with Tamarra while drinking a hot cup of tea. I've turned twenty three today. How time flies by. When Eren reaches me, I put my cup of tea on the table and lean to him so that he can wrap his arms around my neck and gives me a soft kiss on cheek. "I love you so much my beautiful mom!"