The Mom From Onward Novels & Stories

a relative remarked. Under everyone's accusations, Mom finally broke down. She shoved Uncle Freddie aside and screamed hysterically, "Enough! All of you, shut up! Yes, I have a favorite! I did it on purpose! So what?" She said to me, "So what if I gave you secondhand clothes? So what if I gave you spoiled milk? You're still alive, aren't you? You're exactly like your useless dad. Just looking at you annoys me! You make me sick!"

"From now on?" Luther shot to his feet, knocking over the chair behind him. "The twins' lives are hanging by a thread, and it's been less than half a month since you started caring for them! How can you be so vicious? They're your own pups!" Just as his words fell, Cheryl shrieked, "No! She's not my mom. I have a mom, and it's not this monster!" Ivana slowly turned her head and let out a chilling laugh. "Your mommy doesn't want you anymore. Once she found out you weren't hers, she left you!"

Edeline My mother’s sobs ceased abruptly, her face etched with shock and despair. Mom stood up, her tear-streaked face now hardened with anger. Her eyes darkened, and the change began—her canines elongated, and her claws emerged. Annabel's eyes widened in surprise as she watched my mom’s partial shift. "Are you trying to intimidate me?" she snapped. "I reached out to you first, ahead of everyone else! I have something important to share with everyone... even my own family!" Her voice was a low, rumbling growl as she circled Luna, her eyes blazing with determination. "This is a secret that cannot be kept, and you know it," she said, her voice edged with urgency.

That one was from Tomas, naturally. “Congratulations!” And then—“Let go of my daughter-in-law and give me a hug!” my mom demands. Before I can respond, my dad laughs and says, “I don’t think he can, Naomi.” Mom’s eyes go wide, and Dad cracks up along with several of the other guys nearby. Just then, Hecate, Selene, and their mates step forward. “Congratulations!” Hecate beams, pulling Freya into a hug—and completely exposing my situation. Thor, thankfully, takes pity on me and uses his magic to... ease the problem.

After I started college, Mom said she'd send me money in installments. "Lucia, you're an adult now. I want you to learn how to manage money, so I'll give you your living expenses in installments." I figured she meant monthly. Maybe weekly, worst case. Then move-in day came. Mom walked around the cafeteria, checked the prices, and sent $8 to my payment app. I stared at my phone. "Mom, did you send the wrong amount?" She smiled. "Silly girl. That's your lunch money for today. I checked already. Just get the cheapest grab-and-go meal. "From now on, ask me for money before each meal." I froze. So by installments, she didn't mean monthly. Or weekly. She meant one meal at a time. By da

My textbooks were stacked neatly, and the blanket on my bed was folded tidily. Everything looked as if I was still around. Mom sat on my bed and grabbed my pillow, holding it to her chest. My scent still lingered on the pillow. Mom began to weep as she buried her face in my pillow. "Please come back, Claire. I'll never scold you again. I'll never tell you that you're embarrassing me and giving everyone a chance to ridicule me ever again. You can do whatever you want. I'll let you have your way. Just come back, please."

Relatives kept praising her for raising a daughter who studied overseas. Nobody mentioned I was the one paying for it. When I was three months pregnant, Mom stayed at the Brighton estate for a week. Those seven days were a nightmare. One time, Bruce poured me a glass of water, and Mom immediately sneered. "Look at you. You're pregnant, not disabled. Acting like a princess already? You can't even pour your own water?" After meals, I cleaned the dishes while she sat nearby eating snacks. "Wow. Now you know how to work hard? Where was this before?"

my mother said, as she walked to the wall and flicked a switch. I watched her beam in excitement, looking at me as I walked towards her. "Welcome, honey. Now tell me, how was your day?" "My day was great mom." I frowned at the way she was dressed up for the evening. She even had perfume on her! “Mom…why are you so dressed up?” I raised my eyebrows. “Did I interrupt you and dad on something?” I added with a smirk.

"You're doing the right thing, Suzy. Your mom would never harm you on purpose. She's doing all this for your own good!" Mom was beaming. She reached out to me and patted me on the back of my hand, speaking in an oddly gentle voice, "That's my good and obedient daughter. You're still young and think you want to explore the world on your own, but you'll understand why I'm doing this when you're older."

" I hung up without another word, ignoring Mom's cursing on the other end. She called several more times, but I declined every one of them. Then, I blocked her number entirely. Sure enough, that same evening, back at home, I got a call from my Aunt Nora. "Vanessa, did you and your mom have a fight? She just called me, crying and saying that you cut off her allowance. "I'm not trying to lecture you, but no matter what, she's your mother. Families don't hold grudges. She's getting older. You should be more understanding…"