Mother Novels & Stories

I nod to remove those bad thoughts out of my mind. "Now listen, breath in... and breath out." She says and we both start doing this. After three times she hugs me tightly. "I know you're worried but you shouldn't be. Everything's going to be fine." She says calmly into my arms. It feels really good and I almost don't want to leave her hug. But my mother appears in my room. "He invited your parents! Istemeye geliyor!" My mother says that Meredith's parents come to ask my father for an allowance in Turkish.

Anita grew even more concerned by this sight, pulling her daughter into an embrace. Catherine felt it was a bit of an odd gesture. She isn’t sure when the last time Anita had hugged her, but she is quite sure that it was such a long time ago. But she needed it, so bad. So, she just accepted, enveloping her mother back. She didn’t realize that there were tears streaming down her face until she was already sobbing. Her heart felt as if it was being magnetized by the floor. It was painful, and she wanted it to stop.

Drake immediately stands up, out of his attack stance. “Guardian Angel.” “You must be King Drake Cazien. It’s a pleasure to meet you,” my mother says. I step around my mate and see that my mother has extended her hand to Drake. My mother is a small woman, having been held by vampires during her teenage years which stunted her growth. It never impacted her strength, but now watching her, she’s looking up at Drake who is easily a foot and a half taller than she is. Many people underestimate my mother because of her small size. It's a mistake.

How could they do this to my mom? “ This kid needs a belt.” “My name is Rome and my mother is Serene. I am here to see my grandfather. Take me to him now.”

Grandma asked calmly. “Mother!!! Nunu!!! Stop calling me that!!! I’m nobody’s Mother; my son died a long time ago, and Nunu? That’s not even my name, I’m not Queen Nunu!!” Mother yelled on the verge of tears, “My mama is Roopa!! Queen Roopa! Not Nunu.” Mother hit her chest, “I’m Queen Roopa, not Queen Nunu!” Grandma shook her head with tears in her eyes, “Please don’t.”

I woke up the next morning with a new determine mindset. I rolled over and checked my phone. 20 messages from Damien. I was not in the mood to read the lies i knew he was gone tell. I wonder where he stayed last night. Then again it was not my business. I got up to get myself together and fixed the kids some to eat. As i proceed to the kitchen, my oldest son came out his room. “Hey, mom! Where’s dad?” He asked. See Junior was thirteen so i couldn’t just say any little thing.

"Are you kidding me right now? Your mom talked down on me in the presence of everybody. She embarrassed me as if that is not enough, she had the gut to call me a whore like wtf? When you knew your mother would not accept me, why bother to introduce me? Why waste my time looking good for that woman? Why did you lie to me? Is that your plan all along? You knew your mom would never accept me, yet you took me along with you. Couldn't you have just left me alone? You knew I was not up to your family standard yet you asked me out! Did you want to see me disgraced that bad? " Hey, chill, okay? I had no idea my mom would react that way, and you were not exactly polite

her mum said in an excited tone. Arlene turned the volume up to the loudest and they kept up with their mini karaoke which was pretty much loud, because people on the road started to look at them. But then none of them cared, to Arlene her mum was a vibe and not like the regular southingham mothers who were boring and lame. These were the moments she lived for, there was never a dull moment with her mum even though they had little cat fights, but it was normal with females. “Do you think dad would be back from work by now?” Arlene asked her mum who was still caught up in the blues of the music playing.

“ I have a favor to ask, Katherine, “ he grunted standing up so I could see his full figure. He was a very short man with a muscular build. He wasn’t old enough to have grey hairs, but somehow he did. I assumed it was because of the stress he faced every day. He didn’t even have time to sit around like me. He was constantly spending time on the vampires’ shenanigans that he could barely be a father, let alone a father figure to the entire pack. Maybe if the vampires could forgive our pack my father would be able to be there. My mother was a submissive who took care of the children and she was exceptional at it. On the other hand, my father was bad with kids bu

His observant eyes met mine, and he inquired with genuine concern, "What's troubling you, Shea?" With a heavy heart, I confided in him, revealing the weight of yet another wicked act committed by my own mother. The revelation shattered me, leaving me broken and desolate. Hektor, ever the comforting presence, sought to ease my pain and reassured me, "It's not your fault, Shea. You bear no responsibility for the sins of your mother."