Novel About Mother Novels & Stories

Make sure to become a decent person in your next life. The police had not expected to witness another murder scene while arresting their suspect. They handcuffed Mom and prepared to take her away. She remained eerily calm the entire way, until the very second before she was to be put into the police car, she suddenly broke free and sprinted toward the main road. A car, unable to brake in time, slammed into her with a sickening thud. Mom was thrown heavily onto the ground, blood oozing from her mouth. I felt my spirit begin to fade as I started becoming transparent. I knew it was time for me to go.

Chapter 5 – Mother’s Darkness Mother sat in her favorite armchair, the soft afternoon light filtering through the lace curtains. The house was quiet, too quiet, each corner echoing memories of laughter, arguments, and whispered secrets. Yet now, the silence was heavy, pressing down on her chest. Her once vibrant energy, the pillar that had held the family together through loss and hardship, was eroding under the weight of depression.

"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."

After a moment, he spoke again. “If you die, I want Benita to be Isa’s new mother. Letting her move in now is so Isa can get used to it early.” I hid behind the door, blinking and blinking. Die? What was die? Was Mommy going to die in three months? I didn’t understand it, but Mommy must have, because she wasn’t surprised at all. Mommy shook her head. “As long as I’m alive, that woman doesn’t set foot in this house.”

It's terrifying to me, I was finally letting go of a town that brought my mother so much joy and happiness. The town my parents made into a home. It would be hard to leave my forest. Eric's forest. Our forest. And most of all the evergreens that protect my forever resting mother. Stepping into Eric's home I could hear Elise crying from the living room. "Where's Nova?" I asked, confused as to why she was crying with no sign of Nova anywhere. "I couldn't help it, I told her" Elise sobbed. "Her mother is a murder" she cries out.

“Don’t call me that.” Nova looked at her. “Mother.” The woman began trembling. Hope stared. “You’re her mother?” “No.” “You are.” “I was.” Hope’s eyes widened. “You gave birth to Nova?” The woman shook her head. “She isn’t my daughter.” “Then why did she call you Mother?” The woman looked at Nova. “Because she remembers the first mother.” Hope’s voice became quiet. “And you’re not her.” “No.” “Then who is?” The woman looked at Hope.

The names, the story, it's agitating her. She stands up and walked to her room, and left her mother and the healer. She focused her gaze on the man. "Greyish hair, straight nose, soft cheeks with a little bit scar on his right one, pinkish lips... wait..", then bang it hits her. "This is definitely one of the otome stories my mother wrote before.", she exclaimed. Her mother in her previous life was a famous author of some of the popular otome novels. She's a bestseller, especially this masterpiece, this one where she, Maiden, transmigrated right now the "Elementals: Burning Metal".

Her father is hardly ever home, working long hours in the city while her mother spends most of her time grading papers from all of her high school students. She opens the door quietly, but there is no need. Her mother is still awake. She's curled up in the living room reading her latest adventure novel wrapped on the comfy (and dare she call ugly) recliner her father just had to have. Her curly auburn hair is up in a bun with a few stray strands spiraling free as her eyes intently scan the new Kindle she received for her birthday only a few weeks ago. It's safe to say she has become a little obsessed with it. Can't say Sera can blame her. She herself escapes to a different world every time s

Meanwhile, the other party is chatting nonstop about the characters in the book but they completely paid attention to one of the cannon fodders in the original novel. They already knew that the story already began but they still felt awful when they saw the mother and daughter relationship. The mother is so vicious that she even made her daughter do her awful so called task. So she could hold a countless notes in her hands again by selling her daughter body to her rich customer. The daughter is greedy of wealth too so she did not paid extra attention to her situation, if she really find out the truth or after they did the task her mother was talking about. Xia Yu already bet. Xing Xing will

I leaned closer to her as her voice became quieter. "To my surprise, I came across a very old journal—dated 17 years ago. It contained my mother's journey to becoming a queen. I thought that it was quite cute at first, but it suddenly turned dark—almost cynical. My mother...is a much more cruel person than I've imagined." "What do you mean?" I asked with a frown. She looked at all of us with horrified eyes. "I think my mother killed the former queen."