Short Stories Motherhood Novels & Stories

“If you already know everything, why are you still trying your luck? How pathetic can you be? “Since we’re the same age, let me give you some advice. That woman claimed to be my dad’s legitimate wife, but my brothers tossed her out into the wilderness. “In the end, she crawled back with a broken leg and demanded that my dad return her daughter. Hilarious! Her looks make my dad want to vomit! How could he possibly have a child with her?!” Hearing her words, I clenched my fists tightly. So, while I was studying abroad for three years, these people had tormented my mother!

Mom: "Well, dear diary, that's about it for today. As you can see, one of Jimmy's father's crazy ideas DID work, though not in the way he predicted. We DID get a fortune out of it, but he didn't bargain on his having to move into Jimmy's old room, or of his son moving into bed with me. He also didn't plan on being a full-time Mr.Mom, tending the endless flow of babies, the product of his wife and her son's passionate relationship. I have to admit, the sight of crib after crib, bunk bed next to bunk bed, in room after room, is a bit daunting. You can't be in the house for long without hearing the 'wah wah' of babies crying until their slave--Jim's father—gives them their formulae. With fourte

he asked. “There is nothing special about my life except that I have an amazing mother and girlfriend. In fact, my girlfriend is pregnant with my child, and I will soon become a father. My mother is a single parent, and I don’t know where my father is, as he has never visited us, not even once. So, I assume he is dead. My mother works two jobs every day from morning to night, so I am used to doing housework to help her. However, my mother did not live long. When I was in high school, my life was chaotic because of several things. Not long after, my mother passed away, and my life became even more chaotic until I finally had nothing, and I changed little by little. And now, I want to be a goo

The bedtime stories, the full moon runs through the forest, the way Dad would throw me into the air and catch me while Mom pretended to scold him for being reckless. Because of one sentence from Dad, Mom died, and our home was gone. My childhood shattered in an instant. It was Ethan who had painstakingly helped me piece myself back together. It was Ethan who helped me feel warmth again, who rekindled my longing for family when I thought that part of me had died with Mom. "You took everything from me." My hands clenched into fists at my sides. "Now, at this crucial moment when I was about to become his mate and rebuild my connection with family, with pack... you've destroyed everything again.

Mom believed that if the collar were still in her hands, it would surely be blinking a blinding crimson red at this moment, and the pain would be an everlasting one. In the emptiness of space, I watched everything unfold. I watched Mom suffer in the psychiatric hospital, watched the crippled Daniel reduced to begging, and watched my ruined Dad drink himself into an early grave. And yet, I found no pleasure in seeing them get what they deserved. All I felt was a quiet calm, like stagnant water.

“You been busy, Zee, runnin’ that fuckin’ parlour properly for the first time in forever. The guys come in here after work almost every day, and tell everyone how you’re killin' yourself to get it together and organized, then goin' home to be Mom, then you’re back again the next day hours before anyone else shows up. You got your hands full, so if you think I’m gonna knock you for not droppin’ by here every day to get loaded, you’re wrong.” “Well,” she began, feeling embarrassed. Wolf was making her sound like a damn superhero, and all she was, really, was a single mother… just like the approximately other ten million single mothers in the U.S., many of whom were also holding down jobs while

"She was pregnant but she lost the baby." The world stopped. "She... what?" "The paramedics took her to the hospital. She's stable now. But she's pressing charges against your mother." I looked at my mother. She didn't look sorry. "She deserved to hear the truth," Mom said. "I told her she was a horrible person. That she destroyed her best friend's life. That she'll never be happy because happiness doesn't come from stealing." "And she lost her baby because of it?" "That's not my fault. Her guilt did that. Her shame."

A/N These are collections of erotic shorts, each accompanied by a brief backstory. Each story differs from the other. They are just collections, and each story will have at least 3 chapters HAPPY READING! TAKING HIS LACTATING STEPSISTER The baby finally slept after a long day of constant crying. She was down with the flu, something the mother never thought a baby would have. As a first-time mother, it had taken a toll on her. She had worked all day, only now getting a reprieve. Her stepbrother, Matt, had been with her throughout the day, not resting, unlike her husband, who had claimed he had some pressing work to take care of, while that was just an excuse.

Are you saying that you only gave birth to Elmer to punish him and force us to obey you? Mom froze. She couldn't believe that her own daughter would actually dare to slap her. "I… I gave birth to Elmer because…" Mom once told me that she had had a hard time in her own family growing up, because her family was sexist and often made things hard for her as a female. I felt sorry for her and tried to comfort her, but as it turned out, Mom took out all of her anger on me instead. She thought that women were far superior to men. When I was little, I proudly showed her my exam papers with full marks, but she just scoffed coldly and said, "What's there to be proud of when the exam is so damn element

My mother let out a shaky breath, the most painful and final part of her story on the horizon, "I was a little over two months pregnant and the knock came at the door. He'd been killed when the old town hall collapsed. Rogue attack, mixed with old buildings. I didn't ask for details. I just wept, clinging at my stomach, praying to the Moon Goddess that it wasn't real."