Adoptive Novels & Stories

Mandy inquired, "We will go for a boy adoption, because I must get my family name continued" Leo said, "What type of mentality Is that?" Mandy asked, "how do you want to adopt a child when I have children In my home" she explained, "Then you need to work hard to have a son for me" Leo said, "Remember, am not the Almighty, and Is what you give me, I will bring out for you as a child, so don't threaten me for that, you have more work to do than me on bed" Mandy explained,

Yasmine's diary entry: Rob's stepdaddy is back from his travels and I have to say that he is so hot. The moment I saw him, my pussy began to throb. He has a huge cock as I could see the outline of it in his pants. I know, I know, he is my boyfriend's step-dad and I shouldn't be such a cockwhore. I should stop having such thoughts but can you blame me? Rob doesn't know how to handle my insatiable cunt so most times I have to find other means to help myself. Maybe his stepdaddy will be interested?

In return, she burst into tears. "Vivian, I know being a stay-at-home mom isn't easy. But you can't try to steal my son just because you're jealous. I was kind enough to let you be his adoptvie mother since you couldn't have kids yourself, and now you're trying to twist it around and say you're his real mother? I can't take this anymore." Rachel wailed, then lurched toward the wall like she was going to bash her own head in. Derek caught her, pulling her close, then turned to me with undisguised contempt.

“And as for your entrance, we're not blocking anything.” I looked at the narrow space. “Then move. Leave my compound.” “Well, if you must know, we are standing here because this is our new apartment.” I froze. “Wait, your new what?” Daniel shrugged. “Apartment.. even though I hate this but we are your neighbours now.”

“Of course she did. That little Omega thinks she can chase Zane right under our noses? Cute, but stupid.” Kai’s voice was rough, almost growly. “We know what we’re gonna do. Stick to the plan. We manipulate her into mating with us. She’s the only one who can fix this curse. We’ve been broken for years—can’t get hard for anyone else, can’t come properly. Nothing worked until she walked into the house. Her scent alone makes my dick throb. We need to claim her, mate her deep, fill her up until the bond snaps into place. Only then can we fuck whoever we want again.”

she asked, a fragile, desperate hope ringing clearly through the receiver. "Well... I guess so, yes," Joan smiled, feeling a rare moment of genuine joy in her dismal job. "You're both fully approved foster carers, you have an immaculate record with us, and you certainly have the financial and emotional means to adopt. So, all being well, I don't see why not."

Three years ago, my father didn't agree to me marrying Damien—a single dad raising a child on his own. He warned me that being a stepmother was a thankless job. But back then, I wouldn't listen; I thought true love could conquer all. When we got married, Damien told me his ex-wife, Sarah, died saving him, and he carried a lot of guilt toward her. Lily was an orphan. Sarah had once passed by an orphanage, saw Lily being bullied terribly, and adopted her. Sarah couldn't have children of her own, so Lily was the only person in the world she was tethered to.

He stared at me. Then, slowly, he smiled. “Rule Number 23.” My smile disappeared. “What about it?” “The adopter must provide proper care and reasonable living conditions. If the adopter fails to do so, Adopt-a-Guy may take the adopted guy back without refunding the payment.” I closed my eyes. I could feel my future crumbling around me. “A bed,” Toby continued. “A wardrobe would be nice, too.” I opened my eyes. “You want me to buy you a bed and a wardrobe?”

Bright

After graduating from college, I set out to make a new life in Kingshaven with my parents, who had just wrapped up over two decades of teaching in an underserved rural community. To our surprise, as soon as we stepped off the train, we ran straight into Kingshaven’s infamous little tyrant. She clearly had a woman’s appearance, yet she kept insisting she was a man. Of course, I glanced at her a couple of times. “What are you staring at? Never seen a man before? I can’t stand women like you, using your looks to seduce men wherever you go.” We had only just arrived in the capital, so I did not want any trouble. I took my parents by the arm and turned to leave. As I turned, however, she sp