Mother Son Story Novels & Stories

}} I laugh and take the flask and place it on my bedside table { thank you, I really appreciate it } ( Ebs this is my mom Molina, mom this is my best friend Ebony who I told you about ) the woman came over with a very warm smile and took my hand (( I am happy to meet you Ebony and thank you for taking care of my daughter while she was on her own out in the world )) { you're welcome and it was my absolute pleasure to help Ray and congratulations on your babies! } she looks confused then looked down at her tummy touching it (( thank you honey but I'm only have one baby boy )) it was my turn to look confused { but I can clearly hear three heartbeats coming from you Luna Molina, yours being the

I heard his voice from the corridor of a story building. “I will return, Lucien. But you'll regret every single thing that you made me go through” I said, as the Uber approached us. I flagged it down, and hopped in with my son, Marvin. Madison's POV Months passed, and my life was so peaceful. My tummy kept growing bigger and bigger. I never lacked anything, and the Master was so kind to me. “I can't… I can't sleep” I cried out, and Mona helped me up the bed. My tummy was so big that it burst out of the blouse I was putting on. Beads of sweat rolled down my face.

Screaming I closed the door to my room. I waited there in silence. Crying and trembling. What if mommy dies? ”Mommy?!” I whispered from under my covers when somebody entered my room. The smoke made it hard to breathe and the screams of different creatures were so loud like they were next to me. Mommy always told me that, good girls don’t cry. But I couldn’t stop the tears. I want my mommy. I uncovered my face and there was a male. Showing his sharp teeth he approached my bed with a sword in his hands, raising it over my head. But something came out of his chest. A sword. And when he fell I saw mommy. She ran over to me. Soothing my panicked state.

Hair pulled back. Professional. Credible. Sympathetic. A mother fighting for her child. Not a woman seeking attention or revenge. Just a mother who wanted her son back. I practiced my statement in the mirror. "Five years ago, I gave birth to a son at Mount Sinai Hospital. He was taken from me before I could hold him properly. I was told he was in the nursery for observation. But he never came back to me. Instead, through a series of falsified documents and paid-off hospital staff, my son was given to another family through an illegal adoption arranged by Claire Hoss."

Although I know that Thelma's mother isn't my mother and this beautiful pregnant woman, that's standing in front of me sobbed and spoke - "Is a long Story my son, please forgive me." "First of all, Don't call me your son again, and secondly, I don't have time here with you for now.. I will get to meet with you later, Give me your call number first?" - I gave her my phone to input her phone number as there was no way this pregnant young woman standing before me, would be my mother. I am 37 years old man, so how come this woman is my mother?.. The moon is already gradually rising above the cloud and as she finished typing her phone number in my phone..

Pain exploded in my cheek as the rock struck me, and I felt the warm trickle of blood slide down my face. I struggled to lift my head, using every ounce of strength I had left, and screamed, "Shannon Sinclair! I am Jeremy’s wife! I’m the mother of our son, Daniel!" Hearing her name, Shannon froze for a moment, then let out a shriek. She lifted her stiletto heel and kicked me square in the face. "Oh, really? You even know everything about us! This must be a part of some criminal ring! "Let’s do the right thing today! Stand up for all the families who’ve had their children kidnapped!" she shouted again.

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!"

The past month was her fattening the cow for slaughter. I had a deep yearning to run back to Sir, but it was too late. *************************************************************************************************************** Thank you for reading Her mother's daughter, Sarah's journey continues, and I hope you continue reading her story. Please drop your reviews it means a lot to me. God bless you all.

Mother dose not like being in the dark on things. Hay mother how you doing on this lovely day, I'm good glad you decided to call me after all this time. Why haven't you call your mom I seen the news so you have a girlfriend and didn't tell you mother about none of these things that had happen. I had to fine out on the news like everybody else and my friends asking me questions I couldn't even say anything because I only know what everyone else knows. How embarrassing that was to not know nothing at all. Am I'm going to meet the woman who got my son to settle down and fall in love she's got to be special I want to meet her.

"Tony's features look a lot like Ms. Lloyd's, don't they?" "Someone's got a guilty conscience and won't speak up. Isn't the truth obvious?" I clapped my hands. Security guards entered the classroom and escorted Victor and Samantha to the side. I slowly walked up with Tony in my arms. "Tony, tell them who your mother is." My son blinked his big eyes and said, "My mom's name is Eloise." "Are Daddy and Mommy divorced?" "No." "And what did Mommy teach you to call people who behave like Ms. Yates?"