A Wife And Mother Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

And disgustingly, she was even letting this man touch me like this. “I’ll make you my wife. I’m sure you’ll look so beautiful wearing sexy lingerie, just the way I like it.” He licked his lips. “You’ll become a valuable part of this family by marrying Mr. Otto, Cassandra.” This situation was getting more revolting by the second. I yanked my hand away roughly. Even though she was my mother, she had crossed the line. “Mother!” I snapped. “I’m warning you, Cassandra. You’d better stay quiet, this is all your fault for messing everything up.” She growled, her eyebrows arching sharply in anger.

Toying with a dagger out of nowhere, Lynne said offhandedly, “Ray, she’s a cheater. Sheh did you dirty. Should I carve her for you? Krystal’s knees buckled, and she knelt before me. “Ray, we’ve been married for seven years. Think of what we once meant to each other…” I kicked her down. “Don’t talk to me about feelings. Seven years of marriage, yet you stood by as your father struck me, and your lover humiliated me.” She hung her head low in shame. “Ray, I made a mistake. I wanted a child so badly that I believed his lies. It won’t happen again… “Ray, the family legacy rests on my shoulders. I needed an heir. Surely, you can see where I’m coming from.”

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier? If I’d known, I could’ve given you better projects.” Brian gave her a sardonic smile. Citra’s really acting as if she owned the company and could freely choose which projects to hand out. “The projects I’m working on now are fine. I’m happy enough working on these projects. They’re not easy to get.” “Ohhh... Ohhh... You two already know each other?” Wita asked brightly. “Y-Yeah, mom... Brian is my colleague at Dad’s company. He’s really talented too. He got promoted so quickly,” Citra replied with a strained smile.

"You are my wife now, Mum... I don't care. You are my wife, and we are mating." "Stop... while we still can... this is wrong, Caylan! We'll get killed for this." She moved her ass left and right as if that might stop his penetrations, but it only intensified each of his passes inside, each collision of his hot young cock with her pink spunky tight insides. "This is the best feeling... It feels so good... I can't believe I didn't try this before... So fucking good... ughhhh... I'm mating with my Mommy."

"Jerome, you can't be this cold. Talia's your wife! You're really sending her to prison yourself? Without her, these kids won't have a mother!" It made my stomach turn. Now he just said it out loud—she's my wife. No shame. I almost wanted to slap myself for bringing him into her life. "You good? Talia's your wife. Your kids' mom. What's she got to do with me? You wanted what wasn't yours. You stabbed me in the back. Now you pay." As they dragged Talia off, she twisted back and spat, "I put up with being your wife for seven years—that's more than you deserved. You think you're some prize?

“No, she isn’t. That woman is not my mother. Mothers don’t abandon their children. They love them. When has she ever shown she loved me?” “Your mom is sick. She left because she wasn’t a good mom and knew it.” I nod, “So I deserve no mom at all because she couldn’t step up? Is that what you’re saying?” “Don’t be difficult, Elanor.” “You’ve had a long day. Why don’t you rest?” I stand to leave. “When did you become so cold? Is it because your husband cheats?”

In their world, the woman always carried the heavier blame. And now, the impossible request hung over her like a stormcloud: Ethan. August’s cousin. His chosen solution. Her heart twisted at the thought. She didn’t want to imagine Ethan’s face, but it forced itself into her mind anyway—his quiet gaze, his steady presence in the family. Ethan was trusted. Reliable. And now, her husband wanted her to cross the one line she had vowed never to break.

"Oh, spare me your sudden chivalry, Graham. You’ve spent years complaining about that woman. You’ve called her worse yourself! So what is this? Why are you suddenly acting like she’s some prize you can’t live without?" I clenched my fists, my knuckles aching from the earlier destruction, the blood still crusted on my skin. "Because she is," I snapped, my voice raw, my control slipping. "She’s my wife. And I’m bringing her back." My mother’s face twisted in disgust. "You’re delusional." She took another step closer, her voice dropping to a venomous hiss. "You should be grateful she left by herself. Don’t you notice how fresher the air is? How lighter everything feels without her dragging you

I didn't know if my now husband will let me continue pursuing dreams? "I know what you are, me and my mother know Omegas like you. A gold digger who only wants our money." I knew that time, that my future husband will fulfill all those fantasies of mine. I didn't know if my future husband will be as romantic as I had dreamed due to all those fan fictions I read about him. I didn't knew, what future has in front of me? Will mine dreams will crumble like a paper? My husband and my mother-in-law are already planning to kick me out of their life.

My words are cutting, but I’m done with her games. She’s always tried to control our lives. She did it with Ellara, my late wife too. I was once a terrible husband, enabling my mother’s madness. Ellara had enough and cheated on me with someone who made her happy. I caught her and confronted her, and she left angrily. That’s when the accident happened, taking her life. “I’m only looking out for you, Bastian,” my mother says. “That girl isn’t good enough for you. She’s a whore, just like her mother. You know that, don’t you?”