Kan Mama Novels & Stories

"Mother. Why are you crying? You don't have to cry. I know that your son doesn't want to talk to you but we're here. We're so grateful to you for your help. You really helped us a lot. Am proud to have you as my mother."my mom said.

Aisha's mother said "It's okay, but what is your name please, because since you arrived we don't know what to call you or should we just continue with the mama Tehzeeb is calling you?" Hajiya Kaltumi said smiling at what she herself said "Gaskiya kam( you're right) because I think that will be best" Mrs Habiba Tehzeeb mother said smiling too "My name is Gogo Ramatu, you know Tehzeeb is my like my daughter now, so she calling me mama is okay by me because that's what my daughter call me" Gogo Ramatu said

Because of my great love for Arga, I became a bad mother to my own child. My son, this is mama, Honey. How are you? I'm sorry, mama hurt and killed you at that time. Honey, right now your mom and dad are separating. may God punish us for what we have done to you. Please pray for us so that your papa can come back to me again, sweetheart. Mama loves you, my adorable baby. I shed tears -- cried. "I'm a fool. I'm mean to my own baby."

naguguluhan kong sabi. "Hindi mo na ma-eenjoy ang buhay mo bilang dalaga." saad ni Mama. Lumapit ako sa kaniya atsaka siya niyakap. "Hindi na mahalaga 'yon. Alam mo 'Ma, ang daming kong naisip kanina. Dapat sundan ko ang yapak ni Papa, dapat maging matapang ako gaya niya. Dapat protektahan kita gaya ng ginagawa niya." saad ko.

Mother-in-law was the first to see me walk in as she turned the head of my son and mom back to me. "Hi, good morning" I sat on the chair and waiting to be served breakfast... I placed my hand on the table and didn't realise it shaking profusely, Ethan saw that and then went on ahead and asked me.. "Hey, mom, is everything alright?". He pointed at my hands that were on the table, I lowered my head and got to see that as well.. "Yeah! Am fine, don't worry" I giggled at and then came and placed a plate of spaghetti and meatballs in front of me...

It’s so damn good. Her nipple falls from my mouth as my head presses between her tits and my lower body grinds into her hand. “Amelia!” I whine. “Yeah, Mommy?” she asks me and I can feel my orgasm coming even closer. I’ve never had someone call me ‘Mommy’ like that before, but I fucking love it. I never understood why guys liked it when a girl called them Daddy, but I get it now. “That feels so good,” I moan, opening my legs wider so that I can feel more of her inside of me.

"W-What ...? W-Wait for me there! I-I'll be there!" She was whimpering as she headed for the car parking lot. The nurse announced her mommy has been expired. Suddenly, her world collapsed. Her Mommy is all that she had. Everything she did is for her Mother. She cried even more after realizing that her car wasn't there. She missed that she told Vincent to use it. "M-Mom... M-Mommy!" she sat on the ground. Couldn't accept that the person she loves the most had left her. "Romana? Romana, what happened?! Why are you crying?"

Aurelia Nightbane gripped her phone tighter, staring at the screen as her mother's voice echoed in her ear. 'Mom, what do you mean your boyfriend will pick me up?' she asked, her voice laced with disbelief. The line crackled slightly, but Selene's tone was firm, unyielding as always.

The rest of the time, even though Patricia never scolded him, she always spoke to him harshly and Kenzie didn't like that. "I don't want to be here. I want to go with Mommy," Kenzie pleaded with Audrey. Hearing Kenzie refer to Audrey as Mommy, Patricia's eyes widened. She did not accept that the child considered Audrey as his mother. "Kenzie, Audrey is not your mother. I am your mother. So, you have to call me Mommy." She tried to speak very gently to the child. Unlike Audrey, Patricia forced Kenzie to call her Mommy and it increased Kenzie's hatred towards Patricia.

“Can I ask something?” Maya wiped her face with the sleeve of her blouse. “Anything.” “Do you think I can still call Mom ‘Mama’ too?” she asked, looking up with big, unsure eyes. “She’s been my mommy for so long… I don’t want her to feel sad.” Maya smiled warmly, touched by her daughter’s gentle heart. “Of course you can. She loves you very much, and nothing will ever change that. Families come in all kinds of ways, sweetheart. You have many people who love you—and now you get to love them all back.”