Mother Son Novels & Stories

the woman took off her expensive sunglasses and hold them in her hand, “what a nice thing to say to the woman who gave birth to you.” My mouth hung open while my jaw was practically sitting on the floor. That woman was his mom?! She looked ridiculously young for someone who had a twenty years old son. Had she found a miracle cream or something? Also, I should have guessed that from her posh British accent yet how young she looked just threw the possibility off the roof. “I said, what the fuck you doing here?” Phraser reiterated.

Showing the both of them. Mom was first to gasp and snatched away my phone from my hands. “ Is this...?” I nodded, “ That's Moli,your son mom. He has a girlfriend and by the looks of it their pretty much happy. His eyes literally lit up the minute he saw her come in the room. Their in love.”

Her mother gave a soft response, her face holding so much sympathy as she approached her daughter. “Which of the Locke’s, they have two sons as you know, and we all know the calamity behind the first born, so will the second son break up with his girlfriend for me also or is he single?” Missy inquired, peering back at her mother with a look of nervosity in her eyes. It must not be who she’s thinking of. “Uhm…” her mother was silent swallowing the lump that seemed to surface her throat, facing somewhere else that isn’t her face to avoid an answer to the question.

Karen I looked at Camila with a mix of emotions. Horror and happiness mingled within me as I absorbed the news, and I was soon rewarded with a strong, tight hug. "You're going to be a mom, Karen!" my friend said softly, the emotion evident in her words. "Yes..." It was all I could say. "I'm going to be a mother." That word sounds so beautiful, but at that moment, it left me scared. The magnitude of the word, "mother," resonated deeply within me. It's a role that carries immense responsibility, the gift of giving life and caring for another human being. The awe of the new reality began to blend with joy.

birthday banquet. When I saw the news on my phone, I smiled softly. Looking up, I saw my mom selecting clothes for herself. She was back to her gentle and beautiful self. However, she still moved in a cautious way that made my heart clench. Even so, I believed that with my support, she would regain her confidence. She absolutely would. [The End.]

"You're lying, Ms. Lamont. You're not our mommy." Ivana sneered cruelly, "I'm not lying to you. Yara never gave birth to you. That's why you naturally hate her." Hearing that, Cheryl shoved Ivana in anger. "You're talking nonsense! Even if Mommy is annoying, how could she not be our mother?" Ivana froze. She hadn't expected this reaction after Cheryl learned the truth. Lucas quickly comforted her, saying, "Ms. Lamont, even though you're not our mommy, Cheryl and I still like you."

During that first week, my three sons kept coming over to look for me. Ryan showed up at the gate, shouting, "Mom, I was wrong! I'm on the verge of bankruptcy! Lend me some money to get through this. Otherwise, my whole family will starve!" I watched him shake the gate from the window, the metal clanging loudly, and felt nothing. A few days later, Victor came with Molly. Molly wore a dress and sang the nursery rhymes I had taught her, breaking into tears after a few lines and crying out, "Grandma!"

********************** Some months later ********************** I have been avoiding Mazi for so long to no avail, I really regretted what happened between us in the past however I'm really pressured right now. My petty business is not enough to pay my rent, cloth, or feed Sarah and me, not to talk of Sarah's school fees. The hours I spent under the sun has made my skin darker and wrinkled, I don't wear makeup anymore and it used to be one of my favorite things in the world. Sarah would soon be eight years but she has matured beyond her age because of the circumstances revolving around us, I have failed her as a mother. "Mum, I'm hungry." Sarah's soft voice broke my reverie.

I gave him a look, and he laughed, “Do I look okay?” “Emily, you look beautiful. I swear, it’s like every pregnancy, you get more and more stunning.” I grinned when another wave of pain surged through my body. I was in so much pain that I was going in and out of consciousness. There were times that the doctor couldn’t get me back but managed to. I was trying so hard to push my baby out that I didn’t realize how weak I was getting. I could hear my husband muttering something under his breath. But then, I didn’t hear anything; all I could see was this bright light that almost blinded me. I wasn’t scared; I was at peace. It was then that a glowing figure appeared in front of me, and she smiled,

, with a gleeful grin painted on her face. She was walking out of the kitchen when her daughter retorted, "Mom I told you not to call me 'baby' anymore! You can address me with any endearment you like – but not 'baby'!" Mo Hiuyan pouted her lips after complaining."But you will always be my baby girl no matter your age," her mother replied while pinching her cheeks "Okay, okay mom… whatever you say. It seems that I can't change your mind," she uttered, hugging her mother.While the family were having their meal, they engaged themselves in a little discussion. "Dear, don't you think it's about time you settle down?" "Dad… not again" Mo Hiuyan groaned while frowning."Dear, I know you don't like