Best Friends Mom Novels & Stories

I explain, and Jia looks down at the piece of fruit she is playing with in her fingers. "Single mom, huh," she mumbles, and I laugh a little. "She wasn't one of those stereotypical young mothers who can't stay out of the bar or always needs a boyfriend to feel whole. She was my best friend. She treated me like fine china before she even knew I was sick. She always put me first. My mom is awesome. I miss her," I explain as my voice slowly fades. Jia looks at me, and I see the flicker of pain in her dark eyes.

“You and Natasha were always such good friends.” "I know, Mom," I say, swallowing the lump in my throat. "I promise to be cautious, but I really want to see where things lead for us." "Good," she nods, relieved. "And one more thing, Lexie – Natasha." "Natasha?" I ask, surprised by the sudden change in topic. "Your friendship means so much to both of you. I know things might have been strained, but I believe you two can work through all that, if you just talk openly and honestly with each other," she advises.

"Jacob's told me so much about you." "And you wouldn't believe how much I've heard about you," Mom chuckled. "Now—let me call your friend. She's probably upstairs, tossing and turning on the bed for no reason. Her favorite pastime." Her eyes shot wide as she turned and spotted me. "Tossing and turning on the bed?" I arched a brow. "Seriously, Mom?" "Oops." She bit her tongue, grinning. "Just a slip of the tongue. Didn't mean to expose your little secret."

I stood up straight and looked at them one by one. "For me, my Mom was the strongest person I ever met in my entire life. She's the one who is always there for me when everyone left me. She's my best friend, enemy, and everything. If the universe gives me a chance to live again, I want my Mom to be my Mother again, "I took a deep breath first to stop my tears from flowing now.

Time to talk about Vimon, and I proceeded to do that as soon as I got my breath back. " Now tell me about your mother." I demanded. " Has Theo reported any distressing news?" " That's just it." " Nothing distressing or really worrisome, apparently she's in the woods on a solo camping trip." " In the woods?" I cried, unable to hide my surprise. I had known Vimon for almost two years now and if there was one thing I had learned about her, it was that under no circumstances would she willingly forfeit any of the comforts that came with being the matriarch of the ruling family and the alpha's mother. The thought of her camping in the woods all by herself was not one I could fathom.

I got to have ten with Stella and eight with Reid. Not enough, but it'll have to do. "I love you, Hank." Stella's little voice say from behind me. "I love you too, Hank." Reid says as he sniffs back tears. "You're the best boy, Hank. I'll love you forever." Mom says, tears slipping down her face. I look at each of them, trying to burn their faces into my memory. I want to remember them, wherever I'm going. First Reid, then Stella, then Mom.

The bitterness in her tone was sharp. “You are my daughter.” “And that’s supposed to make this easier?” “No,” I admitted. She looked up at me then. For a second, I didn’t see the future Alpha. I saw the little girl who used to demand I watch her spar, even when she was five and swinging a wooden stick twice her size. “You chose my best friend,” she said. “I did.” “And you’d do it again.” “Yes. She's my mate Alice.” She inhaled sharply at that.

he raises his chin and nods across the yard, his eyes zeroing in on Sydni, who's talking to my dad, her long fire-engine-red hair cascading down her back like a mermaid. Aunt Sydni is the bass player in my mom's band, and is my mom’s best friend. She's also been Toren's on-again-off-again girlfriend for the past twelve years or so. Mostly off. But lately, I see her as the woman who's in love with my dad, and she isn't very good at hiding it. Yes, welcome to the soap opera that is my life. "Sydni said that too?" I ask.

You and your sister have my whole heart. With endless love, Mommy A soft smile broke through. Amie had taught me that love could grow even after loss. Her health challenges had scared me deeply, but they had also shown me how resilient our family could be. I moved on to the next. My dearest Mia, Thank you for being my rock through the hardest days. Your encouragement, your honest words when I needed them, and your constant support mean the world to me. You never gave up on me, even when I pushed everyone away. I’m so grateful to have a best friend like you standing beside me tomorrow. I love you deeply.

I was a bit embarrassed on her behalf, but I'd have had it no other way. “It's okay, ma'am.” Chase said in reply. “How's your mom?” My mom asked, k immediately looked up from my laptop I tried to busied myself with while she flushed and blushed before Chase, “She must look quite old now herself. She always had beautiful skin though. She was every skin care producer's dream.” My mom closed her eyes, reliving the memory in her mind. My mom and Chase's had been friends. Then one day they fell out, I never really knew why, never cared, just as long as it did affect my friendship with Chase.