Mom And Son Love Novels & Stories

"Tony's features look a lot like Ms. Lloyd's, don't they?" "Someone's got a guilty conscience and won't speak up. Isn't the truth obvious?" I clapped my hands. Security guards entered the classroom and escorted Victor and Samantha to the side. I slowly walked up with Tony in my arms. "Tony, tell them who your mother is." My son blinked his big eyes and said, "My mom's name is Eloise." "Are Daddy and Mommy divorced?" "No." "And what did Mommy teach you to call people who behave like Ms. Yates?"

An affectionate smile formed on her lips as she watched her son’s romantic gesture. "Gabriel, you really know how to treat a woman," she commented, her eyes shining with pride. He paused for a moment and smiled at his mother. "I’m just taking care of the woman of my life, Mom." Dona Amélia nodded, her heart warmed. "She’s lucky, but so are you, my son. You two make a beautiful couple."

"Even so. You still need to learn how to cook because that's your main duty as his wife. It'll be your fault if he starts looking for a better woman if you don't make a way to make him love you more." I covertly rolled my eyes. Serve that devil? No way. "Good morning, mom and dad!" And speaking of the devil who loves acting like a good boy in front of my parents, there he is. Wearing a black sweatshirt and black pants. "Oh, there you are my son! Come here and have some breakfast!" mom cooed. They even hugged each other as if they haven't seen each other for a decade. Seriously, these guys are so dramatic. "How was your night? Did you sleep well?" mom asked her son.

I prop my elbows on the desk and smile at the two lovebirds. "Luka, sweetheart, I'm your mother, so I know how hard it is for you to trust people, even when they're the closest ones you have, but you have to believe that we have no hidden motives. In fact, we came because Lenox told us that all three of our boys were here, and we wanted to share the good news," mom is all smiles while dad only nods his head. Sometimes I find them funny. My father is the most serious and probably most vicious man I've ever met, but whenever mom's around, he fades into the background and lets her shine. That must be what true love really is.

They whispered words of love and encouragement, promising to be her unwavering support as she chased her dreams and carved her own path in life. Their daughter looked at them, her eyes shimmering with gratitude. "Thank you, Mom and Dad, for giving me a life filled with love and for teaching me the power of resilience," she said, her voice filled with sincerity. "I will forever carry the love you have shown me in my heart." The room erupted in applause, a chorus of admiration and love for this remarkable family. Friends and loved ones surrounded them, their faces radiant with joy as they celebrated the enduring power of love.

For how much I wanted something so wrong, so forbidden. When they finally returned home from their errands, Mom was still all over him. She dragged him straight to the couch, curling up against his side like she owned him completely, her head on his shoulder while they watched some mindless show. I sat on the opposite side of the room in the armchair, pretending to scroll through my phone, but I couldn’t stop stealing glances at them.

Showing the both of them. Mom was first to gasp and snatched away my phone from my hands. “ Is this...?” I nodded, “ That's Moli,your son mom. He has a girlfriend and by the looks of it their pretty much happy. His eyes literally lit up the minute he saw her come in the room. Their in love.”

a gigantic grin spread on Ian's face as he peered at that Ian. "I love you too son." Mom folded her arms across her chest and a frown plastered on her face. "I say I love you to you, and you don't say it back. Your Dad doesn't even say it first, but he gets an I love you?" "I love you, Mom, a lot. You know that, I love you very much." Ian giggled embracing her.

I replied, exasperated. She stood up abruptly. “I’m being difficult? You called me here to insult me?” “Avery…” I started, but I heard my mother’s voice behind me. I thought I had locked the door. She walked over to where Avery was standing. “Don’t mind my son’s stupidity; he loves and cares for you so much,” she said gently. “But…” Avery began, but my mother cut her off. “He’s confused. He doesn’t want to lose you. He never brings anyone home like he brought you,” she said, reaching out to touch Avery’s cheek.

I left and met Ava's mum still standing beside my son holding onto his hand, I could see the love in her eyes I could imagine the love Ava's parents have for my kids, the bond was so strong I want to experience those love and have such bond with my boys too, I really crave for my family to be together, but right now the life of my son matters the most, I pray the doctor comes out soon there's no time, I'm losing my patience already I can't bear to see my son this way, back then at the park he was so sweet, and loving the way he cling to me was everything