Souma Mother Novels & Stories

Selene appeared in front of the little me and I stopped crying instantly, launching myself into her arms. “Mumma I’m hungry” little me cried. I called her ‘Mumma’. I don’t remember that. I don’t remember having a mother or even thinking that I had a mother. Selene pulled me from her arms and sat me back on the ground. She waved her hands in front of her and a plate of meat and vegetables appeared. Little me squealed excitedly and dug into the food, basically inhaling it. Watching the scene, another wave washed through me. I remember the taste of the food that she often brought me. I remember her playing with me, bathing me, brushing my hair. I remember her taking care of me when I needed her

at that time she frantically again went through those photo album and picture from ‘Chotti kothi’, I merely kept watching as she pulled out one black and white picture of some beautiful looking lady and questioned me if I know her. Since I wasn’t aware of who she was I replied no, hearing which Amara started crying hysterically and then enlighten me with some hideous dark truth of my family, Amara told me that our cousin ‘Aarohi’ was dead in car accident, and the women she showed me picture of was none other than my birth mother ‘Sukanya’ who ran away with her father but was now married to some rich businessman from New York...... while Amara’s father was working as driver for them...

“Yes, thank you…” “I had my mom prepare a Thai curry for you…” I tell her. Her smile brightens. “Thank you…” I wink at her. We take our seats; my mother sits at the head of the table. Dianna to her right, Brandon beside Dianna, Madison in the middle of him and Stanley. I’m on the left of my mother and Julliet is beside me. Lunch was amazing as always, Soura is an amazing cook, she’s been working for our family since I was a baby. She practically helped raise Dianna and me.

My thoughts are disband by mami (mother in law) voice, "Rosie..Is she ready??.." I turned to see mami (mother in law)..Mami (mother in law) was coming into the room with varun mother..Mami came near and told me, "Awww..You are looking beautiful Marumagala" I smiled with bashful expression..Varun mother looked at me and smiled fakely..I can see hate in varun mother eyes..I understood she were angry at me for my past sins..Mami placed her hand on my shoulder and told me,

“Grandma missed you so much.” Xiao Hui cheerfully replied, “Xiao Hui missed grandma too.” For Xiao Hui, Mother Mo was a mother figure. She was the only female who was by his side from when he was a child. Even though Old Madam Mo (Shen Yuluo, Old Master Mo’s wife) was also there, but according to his family, she was very sick and cannot speak to him as of now. So, he only got the motherly love from Mother Mo.

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.

Margaret secretly took it twenty years earlier. On the back, written in faded blue ink, was a single sentence: “June 12, 2004. This was all I could do. I'm sorry.” I closed my eyes and took a slow breath. Then I slipped the photograph back into the envelope. “Let's go.” “Where?” “I want to visit my mother.”

What I saw there was a sight I would never forget for the rest of my life. My brothers were pinning my mother down in the banquet hall. Forced to kneel, she licked that unfamiliar woman’s shoes…

He took a sponge and began to scrub my skin, his calloused palms moving over my soft curves with a possessive intensity. "Tell me," he said, his voice dropping an octave as he scrubbed the curve of my shoulder. "How does it feel to be sold for fifty million? Does it make you feel valuable, or does it make you feel like dirt?" "I feel like I’m in a nightmare," I choked out, the steam making my head light. "Why buy me for fifty million just to... to wash me? You could have had anyone. You could have had a queen for that price."

Brady followed behind me, calling my name, "Eloise..." I looked straight at him. My voice was steady and emotionless as I spat out, "Your mother killed our babies."