Mothers Warmth 2 Novels & Stories

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.

Her being intimidated earlier was now gone, making her realize that his parents were warm, nice, and kind people. "Welcome to the family, hija. We've been looking forward to meeting you since Ira told us about your intimate wedding in Japan." "Thank you, ma'am," Chloe politely denoted. "Call me Mommy from now on," Helena assured her and added, "your mom-in-law wants to have a solid bond with you, sweetheart. I hope you don't mind." Shaking her head, she said, "None at all, M-mommy." "Anyway, congratulations to the new momma! I am excited to see your baby bump swelling gorgeously."

Lionel nodded with a smile and they left for Rosita's ward. ROSITA'S WARD They got to Rosita's ward and Lionel slowly pushed the door open. Tears streamed down Riley's eyes on seeing how her mother lay unconscious on the bed. Lionel pushed her closer to her mother's bed. "Mum.." she called amidst tears as she neared her bed. She took her mother's hand into hers. "Your little girl is here mum...., can you hear me?" she uttered wiping the tears away from her eyes. "Do you know mum...Dad left us.." she replied sobbing.

She didn’t want to trust him or his motives, but this might be the only chance for her mother to heal, to find some relief. --- Scarlett dozed off eventually, her hand still intertwined with her mother’s, until a warm touch on her head stirred her awake. She blinked, finding her mother’s gentle gaze watching her with a quiet smile. “Mom…” Scarlett sat up, rubbing her eyes. “Are you okay?” Her mother’s smile was small but warm. “I am now, seeing you here,” she whispered, reaching to tuck a stray lock of Scarlett’s hair behind her ear. “You shouldn’t be worrying so much about me, Scarlett. I know this has been hard on you.”

A path lit in the floor, leading past my prepared bed to the central platform. On it stood a small black-gold warmer. I knew it before I reached it. No face. No hands. No hair to touch. Still Leo. The archive light inside the warmer trembled as I approached. Thin sound leaked through the casing. "Mmm." I bit the inside of my cheek so hard I tasted fresh blood. "I am here." The warmer brightened. UNLICENSED MOTHER PROXIMITY. ARCHIVE RESPONSE: POSITIVE. Serena's face in the glass sharpened.

she greets with a trembling voice. "Hello ," My mother replies with an affectionate smile. " You can come closer. Don't be shy ," my mother stretches her hands for a hug . Rue walks over to her silently and reaches out for her . I don't know how my mother does it but Rue suddenly starts crying in her arms .Her tiny body convulses and her shoulders shake as she sobs loudly . I stand awkwardly watching the sad scene unfold in front of me . I don't know how to react so I just watch mum rubbing her back soothingly.

Not of me, but of her. “Luna, we…” “I said give her to me!” The woman obeyed, placing me into her arms, and the moment I touched her chest, I stopped screaming. Her skin was warm. Her scent was the first thing that calmed me. I could feel her heartbeat. I could feel... love, it was real, warm and cozy. I wanted to stay there forever. “She’s not cursed,” my mother said softly, staring at me like I was a puzzle she’d already solved.

Will you give her the blood or not? Only static buzzed through the phone. After a long pause, Matthew's voice finally drifted back slowly, tinged with suspicion. "How could a newborn have a coagulation disorder? Danielle, would you really curse your own daughter just to get your way?" Tears streamed down Danielle's face. "Matthew! Your own child is dying! Do you not understand me?" Carl suddenly leaned toward the phone, his voice dripping with flattery. "Mr. Gardner, should we remove this woman? She seems mentally unstable and keeps insisting she's your wife."