Mother Ntr Novels & Stories

"Not someone else. I just want Mommy Seira. I can't trick Daddy!" And the call was abruptly disconnected. Nathan was visibly annoyed. "Do you really think Daddy knows what your Mommy is like? Just by her behavior, it seems almost impossible to have a conversation with her," he muttered on the phone. But a moment later, he laughed at his own foolishness. "Naina is really clever at finding Mommy. And she's so beautiful." Sometimes Nathan really wanted to curse the middle-aged woman whose name suddenly appeared on the screen. He had nicknamed her 'Old Women' because of how annoying she was.

If he had done that he would be dead by now for sure . Nandini was again started to plan her destruction but nitin scolded her " Mom let it go ,and never think to harm her any more because she is not sanjana singh now she is sanjana darsh singhania ,wife of darsh singhania and granddaughter inlaw of kedar singhania as well as indrajit narang who is nanaji of darsh .you know they can make our whole family existence vanished from earth in the snap of fingers ."

Nandu is about to enter but someone stopped her from entering,She looked up to see her mom entering with a plate with kumkum and diya in her hands. I Nandini smiled seeing her mom because she know her parents lovse her most and when it comes to her they believe in every superstition without any questions or doubts..And nandini opposed them as she knows how much her parents love her..After aarti nandu and Ayesha entered in..Her Mom squeezed her in a hug as soon as she entered the mansion after handling her taali to servant.. sweth:OMG nandu..U r changed..U r looking more beautiful than before..

My whole body went numb with rage when I heard their words! “She’s your mother too!” The entire crowd erupted in derisive laughter. “Has this woman lost her mind? Mrs. Roth is standing right here!” “Hilarious! First, her mom pretended to be Mrs. Roth. Now, she’s acting like she’s Miss Roth. Don’t these two have any shame?” Tarni looked at me with haughty disdain. “You poor thing. Did you never see your father growing up? “No wonder. Your mother’s a woman of loose morals. She doesn’t even know who your father is. That’s why she’s barking at my father like a mad dog!”

Beatrice can't deny that Nate's mother is a goddess. "Nate, my son." The woman said as she stood and walked closer to Nate. Beatrice watched the woman hug Nate and shower Nate with kisses. Beatrice saw how Nate rolled his eyes as his mom started to treat him like a baby. "I miss you so much, my son." "Mom, please don't treat me like a baby. My wife is watching," Nate said, which made his mother stop and look at Beatrice. Her heart suddenly beat fast as his mother looked at her.

Jonathan nodded his head. "And what about Natasha, my sister." I continued. My heart banged on saying her name. I shouldn't have added "sister" to my statement. "Who cares?" Jonathan hissed. "You are unlucky when choosing wives." I teased. "So was my Dad. He chose my mother remember?" Jonathan replied. I smiled. Not a fake one but a real one. His mother was a devil too. "I guess."

"I've learned my lesson! I'll never trust that software again! Please forgive me. Come back and live with me, alright? I won't favor anyone anymore. You're my only son. Whatever you want, I'll buy it for you. Okay?" Her eyes overflowed with tears. However, when she reached me, she grasped nothing but empty air. I sighed softly. Ignoring her desperate cries, I turned and walked away. A faint breeze drifted across the bedside. My notebook fell to the floor. It was the only thing she had kept of mine. Inside, she had written countless confessions. [I will never show favoritism again. My good son… Will you still be my child in the next life? I promise I'll be a good mother.]

~Micca Pov~ I walked into the visitor area of the Nart’s Family home and saw Madam Nart sitting on the couch relaxed with her eyes fixed on the game show playing on the TV and in her hand, she held a cup of coffee slowly sipping it. I licked my lips in disdain and In a corner where they couldn't see, my eyes flashed with disdain, “Very useless! Just a little mission I gave her, she couldn't do it, so what is her usefulness? She can't control her son, no wonder Adams doesn't take her seriously. Like who would want a mother who only cares about her status and shopping with friends all the time?” I thought but on my face was a sad smile.

"Your mommy doesn't want you anymore. Once she found out you weren't hers, she left you!" Luther's piercing eyes were trained on Ivana. He stared daggers at her and gripped her throat once more. "What do you mean? What nonsense are you spouting now?"

When she brought mama's food to her she pushed the platter away causing the food to spill on the floor. "That's how my son's seed is wasted on your infertile womb. I cause you, Sarah, look at me, I'm getting old and I need to hold my son's child before I die." Sarah just looked at her mother in law, her face was blessed with few wrinkles as a result of aging and she was a tall robust woman who was being well taken care of by her children. She had threaded her hair in a popular Nigeria style and she wore her favorite Buba and wrapper, her nails were perfectly polished a dark red. The color was not there before and Sarah remembered that she had seen Mary with the nail polish earlier.