Mom Son Novels & Stories

How much she cried to her father to save her mom but he simply walked away saying it was useless to spend on a person who was already meant to die. Anna could not do anything for her mother. All she did to embrace her tightly and see her suffering. Then one day her mom was released from the pain. She died in Anna's hand smiling weakly at her. Anna begged everyone hugging her mom's cold body to save her but nothing worked that day. She was standing alone to say farewell to her mother. Her dad was busy with his conference. A tear fell on the cheek making Anna come to reality. Anna wiped away when the taxi stopped.

She is one of the most beautiful people I have ever met. “I’m fine, Mom. How’s Dad?” “Oh, your dad? He’s doing well. He’s always busy with pack affairs. There’s no time for me,” she responds. “I’m lonely here without my baby. Mother misses you a lot, my sugar pie.” “I miss you too, Mom, and I have good news for you.” “What good news is that, daughter? Be quick to spill everything out.” I can feel her happiness over the phone. “Mom, I’m a warrior now. I’m one of Uncle Tommy’s female warriors.”

Under the photo was a voice message. "Kyla, look at this!" Mom's voice exploded through the quiet room. "Is Bruce cheating on you? Don't be stupid!" Then she forwarded an article. [Don't Forgive a Cheater During Postpartum Recovery: Once a Cheater, Always a Cheater.] Every word screamed divorce. I tightened my grip on my phone as cold spread through my body. *** Ever since I was a kid, Mom kept saying we were broke. As the older sister, I had to sacrifice more.

He was still finding it difficult to believe that he already bore threr kids and the woman that gave birth to them did not let him know about it and yet, she used to work under him! Who the hell does that? He thought again and glared more coldly at her as the bodyguard led them to a very private part of the restaurant. How did he want to explain such ugly relationship that existed between them? The mother of his kids was his stepsister or the mother of his kids was the daughter to his stepmother. Just so annoying! She was shocked to see Stephen and her mother, already seated. The moment they set their eyes on them, they looked as if they had been waiting for them.

"Jayson, who's your friend?" I smile proudly. "Mom, dad. This is Sarah Reynolds. Sarah, this is Alpha Edward and Luna Heidi." My mom smiles. "Nice to meet you. How do you know my son?" She tucks her hair behind her ear. "At the camp. Jayson's my trainer." My dad arches a brow. "You're a recruit?" I wrap my arm around her. "Yep. One of our best fighters." "Wonderful!" My mother chirps. "Are you hungry?"

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.

All the mothers and sons were described as mirror images of Mom and me. Mom is 38 years old. She has a fantastic hourglass-shaped body: perfectly round hips and bubble butt, a not-too-big but not-too-small tummy, shapely thighs, and wonderful DD breasts. Her hair is described as dirty blonde with light green eyes. Her skin has a natural tan look to it, though she loves to sunbathe by our backyard pool to keep it that way. She is beautiful, no doubt about it. She has always had a reserved personality and rarely likes to have attention drawn to her. I don't think she is shy but certainly introverted. But she has never let this get in the way of cheering for me at track or swim meets.

A soft moan escaped me as I rubbed gently, remembering the way Marcus had felt thrusting deep, claiming me. Downstairs, I heard the front door open and Mom’s voice calling out cheerfully. “I’m home! Traffic was a nightmare. Anyone around?” My breath caught. I quickly sat up, grabbing my phone like I’d been scrolling the whole time. “Up here, Mom!” I yelled back, trying to keep my voice steady. It cracked a little on the last word. Marcus’s deeper voice answered her from the kitchen. “Hey, babe. How was the drive?”

I distinctly heard Yelena Lipton gasp on the other end of the phone, followed by several seconds of silence. "Mom's… gone? H-How could that be? This is just too sudden! I didn't mean to be absent. I-I'll buy tickets for the soonest flight possible and head back right away. Wait for me to come back, okay?" "No need. From now on, you and I should go our separate ways. There's no need for us to be tied together anymore. This is exactly what you want, isn't it?"

"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?"