Mother Ntr Novels & Stories

Phoebe was fuming in anger “where will you go ? Don’t be stupid and emotional” Nannu went to the room without answering him. He understood she needed some time alone. Nannu didn't sleep every time she tried to sleep and heard the cries of Robin and Alka. She was having problems sleeping. She looked at the two figures and went to them, “you are my kids now. I am your mother. “ Nannu " Dad, Your daughter will handle everything, just take care of mom." Promised with a tearful smile. One world is ravaged completely, is this the new start or the second phase of challenged and battered Destiny….

Tears streamed down her face in a pitiful display that would tug at anyone's heartstrings. Her acting skills were truly impressive. Many A-list celebrities in the entertainment industry could not cry on command like that. Being a teacher was such a waste of her talents. "Tony, you can't disown your mother just because she's strict with you. I only want what's best for you! You don't understand how much I care, but I don't blame you. Even so, how could you call the nanny your mother?" Her tearful accusation quickly resonated with the other parents. Only those who were parents themselves could understand the struggles of raising difficult children. They exhausted every effort just to help thei

“Grandma missed you so much.” Xiao Hui cheerfully replied, “Xiao Hui missed grandma too.” For Xiao Hui, Mother Mo was a mother figure. She was the only female who was by his side from when he was a child. Even though Old Madam Mo (Shen Yuluo, Old Master Mo’s wife) was also there, but according to his family, she was very sick and cannot speak to him as of now. So, he only got the motherly love from Mother Mo.

His eyes, his fair complexion, his height, his nose looked similar to her friend. "She was my mother" for the first time Nandini saw something in his eyes, may be a vulnerability of pain he went through without his mother, he was looking at Supriya with some feelings in his eyes, this is the first time in Mumbai that he is meeting with someone outside the family who knows his mother.

She shouts taking the ice peck out. "You can either leave or watch as I fucking kill this bitch!" My mother shouts making all of my men and I stand still just watching as she tortures Hera before she decapitated her head holding it in her hands. She holds Hera's head up, "I hope you rot in hell!" She says before growing it away. My mother walks to the door and my father stands there, "Honey come let's get you cleaned up," he says putting a jacket around her shoulder. I looked at my men and all of them stand there with wide eyes, "Remind me to never get on your mother's bad side," Nathan says as he walks over to me.

"He’s your son! How could you do this? It’s... it’s sick." "He stopped being my son the moment he signed my death warrant," he replied, his eyes turning into chips of black ice. He stood up, towering over me, his powerful physique a testament to the brutal discipline he’d used to rebuild his life. "He’s a weak, sniveling squatter in a house built on my blood. He failed to protect you, and he failed to kill me. Now, he’s just a ghost in a suit, and you’re the woman who belongs to the man he tried to murder."

I continued, “Mom, did you get mad at me because I said you ran away with Mr. Lewis? Is that why you made me eat the mango cake? “Mom, I won’t say you left with Mr. Lewis behind Dad’s back again. “I really don’t want to eat mango! I don’t want to drink chili water! My throat hurts!” My mom yelled hysterically, “There’s nothing between us! We just went abroad together once!” The more she spoke, the worse she looked. People around us stared. “So she cheated?” “What was she thinking? She kept giving that little girl things she is allergic to!” “Didn’t you hear? The girl said her mom made her drink chili water!”

Just silence and the heavy weight of everything that had happened yesterday. She lay on her back, phone propped against her bent knees, scrolling through yet another list of names. Nightbane. The surname felt both familiar and foreign now. She had tried calling her mother at least a dozen times since waking, straight to voicemail every single time. No texts. No explanations. Just the echo of last night’s slammed door and the memory of Selene storming out after that vicious fight with Ronan.

She pulled her arm free and licked the plate clean. She then looked up and said in a sickly sweet voice, "Bubba, I want more! I usually eat five servings at home." Brady's patience was wearing thin, but he held back his frustration, saying, "Mom, please wait until we get home. I'll cook you more food there." Renee twisted her mouth and said defiantly, "No! If you don't feed me properly, I won't talk to you anymore." Faced with the increasing number of people staring at us in disbelief, Brady probably wished he could disappear into the ground.

"It's windy outside, and you're dragging Luca around? Do you even know how to be a mother?" Joe and Hailey had moved out, so seeing him here screamed 'another fight.' Typical. I tossed my coat onto the couch, not even bothering to hide my irritation. "That's still better than you as a father. Since Luca was born, you haven't held him once. "All you do is sit around with your feet up, throwing out cheap insults. "You barely make a dime, but you've got plenty of time for this nonsense." Joe's face went beet red, stunned by the clapback. "How dare you talk to me like that!"