A Wife And Mother Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

"He even feels sorry for me all the time, saying my parents favored sons over daughters and that I suffered because of it. He turns a blind eye to me supporting my 'brother.' What an idiot!” "Why wouldn't I take advantage of a guy like this? His money is there for me and my son to spend!" I stared at my phone screen, my fingers trembling uncontrollably. Vivienne Carter was my wife. For five years, she constantly cried in front of me, saying she was neglected by her parents since childhood and forced to drop out of school to support her brother's education. Every single word oozed self-pity.

In that quiet moment, as the moonlight bathed them in its gentle glow, Katara and Sean vowed to honor their mothers' memory and create a future filled with love, strength, and unbreakable bonds. The soft melody of their daughter's peaceful slumber filled the room, harmonizing with the rhythmic sound of their own breathing. Katara and Sean exchanged a tender glance, their eyes reflecting the profound love they shared. Their journey had been a tumultuous one, fraught with challenges and heartache, but now they found themselves standing on the precipice of a new chapter—one they would script together.

Sam's mistrust was justifiable. " Do you know the Alpha likes to watch his wife with other women?" She said, and I shook my head because honestly, I did not know. I had never had any dealings with the man before. It was difficult to affirm the details Sam had managed to gather from my mother. Guessing my mother was the one that told her, I figured it would be true because my mother liked things like that. I bet my mother had such fantasies, and I wondered if Sam had the same fantasies too. If Sam did, I intended to let her act on it. We were bound together forever, so I could not fear losing her in that sense, in fact, I strongly believed it could help us. Unlike my father, I was willing to

She can't see anyone's pain and so innocent to get why all of this is happening between Mikhail and Liam. Rooh went inside the Rooh and joined their hug making Mikhail look at her and she comfortably nodded at him silently saying that she is with him no matter what. Vanessa was happy seeing her mother comforting her father because since she is a child she had always seen her mother comforting her father in every situation. She loves to see the love between them. They are her ideal couple and she always thinks that her mother is a wonder woman who can handle everyone either they are her brother, her father, her Ivan uncle and she herself.

But just because of her this mistake it became a cunning and evil plotting place for Zen to trouble Karan. Even before this we tried to attack Dia thinking the company she was handling was hers but it turned out to be her bestfriends father and I guess she values that old man more than anything. She staying awake and reluctantly working hard got them out of that crisis which occured accidentally as we ployed their rivals. And now he is inside the jail, rotting in hell and thankfully he doesn't have any proof of us being involved in that. But the way she being far from her family and husband keeping her sacred relation on a thin thread helped them was commendable. While her husband turned out

“I am not ready.” I made her wait until I was done foaming the body wash on her delicate shoulders, then I gathered her hair in my fists and applied shampoo. When my silence greeted her, she looked at me over her shoulder. Her pissed face and red angry eyes glared at me. “If you want a child so much then why don’t you fuck some other woman and build a family with her. Why are you so adamant on tormenting me? First you stalked me, married me against my will and now you want to impose a child on me?” She blurted. Her lips wobbled. “I am your wife for fucks sake not a damn breeder.” Her eyes full of sweet anger. I agonised day and night to see her emotions other than fear—even if it was her ang

Under the photo was a voice message. "Kyla, look at this!" Mom's voice exploded through the quiet room. "Is Bruce cheating on you? Don't be stupid!" Then she forwarded an article. [Don't Forgive a Cheater During Postpartum Recovery: Once a Cheater, Always a Cheater.] Every word screamed divorce. I tightened my grip on my phone as cold spread through my body. *** Ever since I was a kid, Mom kept saying we were broke. As the older sister, I had to sacrifice more.

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

She was truly alone. "You have no one, Mary," Julian said, stepping closer again, his voice lowering into something intimate and mocking. "No family. No friends. Just a husband who is half-dead and a stepson who knows exactly what you are." His words pressed in on her from all sides, leaving no room to breathe.

Her eyes shimmered with determination and a hint of pleading. Niki needed time to process this information. She also wanted to figure out what exactly had happened between them in the past and why he was her child's father. A flicker of hurt crossed Jared's face as he observed the distant expression in her eyes. "What do you mean?" In his mind, whether it was the past version of her or the present, she was his wife—the person he cherished most. Yet she had just said, 'That's not who I am anymore.'