Beautiful Mother Novels & Stories

I scoop up water greedily, swallowing in such large gulps that I feel like getting heartburn. “That’s enough of that.” Max put away the bowl of water before I could choke on it. He gives off a soft chuckle while cradling my massive wolf body on his lap. “You’re so soft, Belle. They say that you’re wolf is ugly and weird, but I think it is beautiful. I want you all for myself.” If I wasn’t too weak to move, I would have bolted away. The way that he was gazing at me was also making me feel uncomfortable. I can’t even whimper, much less reach out and scratch his face.

For her,those were the qualities a woman should possess to become the little miss' step mother. Lily pondered over the questions, ofcourse her beautiful sister was that and much more. " My beautiful sister is beautiful, good at cooking,kind and caring. She is also good at telling jokes." Lily explained with pride. Their short stay yesterday Made her love her beautiful sister even More. " That's good then. You should bring her here one of these days." Aunt Meng replied. If Lily was satisfied with this so called beautiful sister, then she must be an extraordinary person. Afterall, their Lily was a picky person and to catch her attention was a hard task.

"Ohhh, so what was ot you said you needed again?" While we were discussing and going through the designs, she walked in. Carter's Queen. The moment she walked through that door, I felt blown away. I didn't see her well yesterday but seeing her now in all her full glory, as her fellow woman, I was amazed by her beauty. I bet I don't stand a chance beside her but I wasn't going to get intimated. She smiled at her colleague who sat and I could swear that her white, well aligned dentition almost blind me. This is beauty in all its glory.

We're at the beach enjoying the sun, the breeze and the smell of the ocean. "Mamá! Bampás chase me." Atlas giggles showcasing his right dimple, he runs in a circle with Basil chasing him. His red curls bounce with each step and his bright green eyes are happy. Calliope is next to me building a sandcastle, with her dark wavy hair and midnight blue eyes she almost looks exactly like Basil. "Baby how about you go play with Atlas and Bampás." She shakes her head. "No, I stay with sister and mamá." She's stubborn just like her father. A babbling Eleni sits on my lap drooling on her fist.

'Good morning my butterfly! Oh, you are actually beautiful like a butterfly. With no doubt the most beautiful thing happened in my life. I never dreamed of loving someone to such an extent that I could never live without you, but here I'm insanely in love with you. You fill a part of me which I never thought existed. You complete me. You filled that empty spot inside my heart with those beautiful mesmerizing eyes of yours and I vow to make you feel as special as you make me feel! Happy half year anniversary butterfly!

“You did well, my monster. However, it’s time you do what you’re meant to.” I arch a brow. “And what is it that I’m meant to do, mother?” I spit the last word venomously. Lilith’s lips curl with a cruel grin, and her ebony hair flutters around her as she approaches me. You’d think that my mother’s cruelty would make her as ugly on the outside as it does inside, but that’s not the case. My mother is extremely beautiful. Her voluptuously creamy frame is the envy of every creature in the Nether, and her ice-blue eyes can make any gem look like a lump of coal.

I just stare at her as she walks toward me, too frozen to move even if I wanted to. Motherhood has done Maria good, no doubt. It’s a thought I can’t shake as she gets closer. She’s radiant, more stunning than I remember. Time has softened her, and, contrary to what anyone would expect, motherhood has only made her more beautiful. Her features are sharper but still delicate. Her skin glows, her hair falls in soft waves around her face, and even her casual outfit—a simple blouse and jeans—looks like it was made for her. I hate that I can notice even the tiniest details that make her this beautiful. How much more beauty can one person have?

I said, leaving out her question about the titties. “Quasi,” she called loudly as if I was far away from her. I knew what that meant – she demanded my full attention. “Every girl and every woman is beautiful, but the most beautiful one of all is not the one with the most attractive physical features,” she continued, as she looked at me without blinking an eye. “The most beautiful girl or woman is one whose heart is hidden from predators; one whose yes always mean yes; one who loves you not because you love her; one whose tongue doesn’t pronounce words that are hard to understand, and whose lips doesn’t feign a smile. “And, if it happens that a handsome man, a man of dignity meets this most

Edsel looked at her dumbfounded. "Do you think it's pretty?" "Beautiful." Edsel nodded, he stroked Zelda's hair. Looking at the moon, the moon has an idyllic and gentle beauty, it comforts other people's souls. "I admire the love of father and mother, that love is beautiful. My father always protects my mother, in the future, I hope someone will protect me like that." Zelda admire a affection of her parents, they love and protect each other. Her mother was in a coma, her father did everything to wake her up, the man was as beautiful as a statue, his hair was as blond as the rays of the sun, his eyes were as blue as the ocean. It seems that no one can replace her mother, every time she looks

, he said, looking into my eyes. "One night, I saw a girl. I can't describe what I saw but her face almost made me forget that the moon is the most beautiful thing in the universe. Her face shone like a moon. She lightened the entire grassland with her glow, her eyes were dark blue and her smile was the most heavenly thing I had ever seen. The only thing I felt watching her that she was too beautiful for that ugly world"