Mother And Son First Time Novels & Stories

Every movement and interaction they had, though simple, seemed so precious and touching. A journalist asked enthusiastically, "Mr. Devan, how does it feel to be a father for the first time? Are you touched by the presence of your newborn son?" Devan gazed at Dylan with admiration before answering, "This is an incredible moment for me. Seeing Dylan's face here, I feel blessed and grateful. This is an unforgettable experience for me, and I promise to do my best for him." The journalists quickly took notes, recording every word spoken by Devan. They captured this moment in pictures and videos, ready to share this story with the public.

Mom slaps Dad again this time it was stronger as the sound became louder. I couldn’t help but to cry silently as I watched Mom and Dad fight for the first time.

Lionel glanced at his father with a smile. "I wish mum was here with us." "I know how you feel son but I believe is happy now wherever she is. She will be feeling very proud of you now. No need to worry about her." he paused for some seconds, "Why don't you tell her everything when we get to her grave." Lionel stared at his Dad and nodded, slightly smiling. "Alright, Dad.." After 30mins of driving, they pulled up in front of the cemetery. It was Lionel's first day ever visiting his mother's grave. Dickson glanced at his son and brushed his hands through his hair.

She burst into hysterical laughter. "I'm a monster! An absolute monster! My own son is dead, and not even his ashes remain! I treated such an evil man like an angel. I doubted my own son, and I believed an outsider instead…" Guilt and overwhelming regret swallowed her whole. As she turned around, she suddenly saw Cassadee walking over with a smile. "Mom! Mom, what are you doing here? Dad's been trying to call you." Like a lifeless puppet, she followed Cassadee back to Hunter's hospital room. There, she stared intently at the father and daughter.

She didn’t look like the creator of reality. ⸻ She looked like a mother. ⸻ And somehow… That was more terrifying. 💀 ⸻ 🌙 The First Greeting The Mother looked around. Slowly. Silently. ⸻ Then her eyes stopped on the Father. 🌌 ⸻ A smile appeared. ❤️ ⸻ “You’ve grown.” ⸻ The Father immediately fell to one knee. 💔 ⸻ Tears appeared in his eyes. ⸻

"I'm the town handyman your mother called me when things broke. That's all." "That's all," I repeated, not believing him for a second.The lawyer's office was three blocks away. I left Gus in the restaurant and walked there in the fading afternoon light, my mind spinning with everything that had happened in the last twenty-four hours. Mr. Santoro was an old man who'd known my family since before I was born. He offered his condolences, handed me documents to sign, and then dropped the bomb I should have seen coming."Your mother remarried six months ago."I stared at him. "What?"

"You made your choice. I made mine." "You can't be serious. This is—this is incest or something!" "Hardly. You're not his biological son. There's no blood relation between us whatsoever." I smiled sweetly. "Which makes this perfectly acceptable. Unconventional, perhaps. But perfectly legal." Caleb looked like he might vomit. "So," I continued, "as I was saying. You should call me Mom. Or Mother, if you prefer something more formal. I'm not picky." "I will never call you that." His voice shook with rage. "Never. Do you hear me? You're nothing. A nobody from a worthless pack. You think marrying my father changes anything?"

"Freaking hell, Mom.” “Language, Joey,” Mom snapped immediately, though she couldn’t quite hide her own excitement. Outside a man in a white top and black jeans stood waiting at the steps beside the gravel path toward the porch, Mr Blackwood Hart, Mom's soon to be husband, with Rally, his seven years old blonde daughter. My palms became grimy on my jeans shorts as I swallowed hard, still not used to the....irksome idea of a whole new family. Just a few days ago, back at our dinner table in beacon hills, Mom had dropped the bombshell that she was getting married and that we're moving.

"Fuck man, you really saw your son??" "Yeah, I saw him and Theo he's, he's perfect, he has my eyes and my smile and he was talking to me about superheroes and dinosaurs and I didn't even realize it was him at first, I just thought he was some random kid and then Emily showed up and I knew, I fucking knew." My voice broke, tears started falling again. "Oh god Dom." "He's five years old, my son is five years old and that was the first time I ever saw him, the first time I ever heard his voice and he doesn't even know who I am, he called me the nice man, I'm his father and he doesn't know me."

I could smell his heavenly scent of pine and sandalwood on myself. But what I couldn't feel, that everyone else experienced was, love. They say that you feel an instant bond, a longing for your mate when you meet them for the first time. Father said that he felt like he would give up anything for my mother when hebsaw her the first time. Melisa was very happy and deep in love with her mate.