Desperate Single Mom Novels & Stories

"Promise me that you'll attend that party,and that you'll rock..and also that you'll kick the ass of that bitch sara..i mean not really kicking her ass..but showing her that you are the most gorgeous girl at that school..you are so beautiful my darling,stop wasting your young years with those clothes,glasses and..look at yourself baby,you're such a gorgeous sexy bomb,but you're hiding all that beauty..Don't get me wrong baby,i'm your mother..i know what i'm..." "Stop.Please mom,stop..you can't judge me as you're never here when i ..pfffft..forget it,i don't want us to argue..i..i'm going to my room.." She held my hand,and looked at me with a sad expression. "I'm sorry..i didn't mean to hurt

Well, that was…life threatening. I signed. Idiot. I was being an idiot. I'm not the only single mother in the world. I read the headline again. ‘#slut #runt Single Mother desperate for money and companionship. 14th Jul. 2018’ I would've killed myself because of an article posted almost a decade ago. I took a deep breath and kept scrolling.

into the search bar and scrolled through the results. One article caught my eye. > "Should Single Mothers Turn Back to Education?" I clicked on it and started reading. > For many single mothers, the idea of returning to education feels like a distant dream. Between childcare, work, and the daily struggle to make ends meet, the thought of adding classes and exams to an already overwhelming schedule can seem impossible.

And yes I know I should be out and about in search of a job but it's like no one wants a single mother who is basically unstable when it gets to her son. So after walking around the whole area trying to get a job that would give me the chance to take good care of my baby, I have decided to take a break and the pressure is there to find another source of income aka marriage to the arrogant sexy greek god of a billionaire. A grunt leaves my lips from the thought of that weapon fashioned against me. “Listen girl I'm not the cause of your frustrations so don't stop my hearing privilege with that unpleasant sound of yours.” She must be laughing cause I can clearly hear cackling from the other end

If he is hurting you, divorce him already. “Jas, find a man who will appreciate you. I want to see you happy with a man, something that I was never blessed with “she hesitated and then looked at me with a teary face “sweetie, I’m going to die without meeting my grandkids. Do you know how long I have waited for them?” What the hell was I supposed to tell her? My mom raised me as a single mother. All she ever dreamed of was for me to have a proper family that she never provided me. Honestly, I have no idea who my dad was and I’ve never really gotten a clear answer from her.

"Oh, honey." "I never had a real family." The tears were pouring faster now. "My parents died when I was five. Grandmother Caine tortured me for years. I've been alone basically my whole life. But this baby..." I touched my stomach. "This baby is mine. My family. Someone who will actually be mine." "You're really sure about this?" Bella sat down next to me on the bathroom floor. "Because being a single mom is hard. Really hard. And you have so much going on right now, the research, your parents' case, Nicholas, Alexander."

"I’m a single father. My pup’s other parent is a gambler and a drunk—totally unreliable. Jobs in this pack are hard to find. If you walk out, Andrew will have my head. Have a heart." "Sir, you're known for being fair," the other added, his voice cracking. "My mother is half-paralyzed back at the village. I can't afford to be cast out." I stood there, the wind knocked out of my sails. I knew that pain. I’d survived a father who traded his dignity for a bottle and a brother who was little more than a ghost in a hospital bed. I didn't know if they were playing me, but the familiar scent of desperation coming off them made it impossible to push.

my mom walked in almost at the at the same time I packed up my bag with deep pain that she had caused to me. I looked to her side as she drew closer to me with a smile that I knew was what she planned on using to make my life more bad and miserable than it is already. My heart always had the deep pain within itself as I saw those who brought me down into what I never planned on becoming in my life. Now, I'm a single mother who has to Carter for a little baby boy, who I just hustle to take care of even if two men come in dragging for the position of a father, which was like a nightmare, despite me knowing my life is just a living nightmare.

“I won’t lie to you, Mrs Lawrence. But me and my family has been miserable. Dad can’t work no more and mom’s too busy taking care of dad. We had some money left after we sold off our business, but even that has reduced to a few dollar bills and nothing. I have been looking for a job, I really have been, but so far no luck.” I let my voice crack, my hands wiping at my eyes as I let out a shaky sob, one that feels real enough to drown in. “I don’t know if I can take care of this baby anymore. I really don’t. I think… I think… I might have to…” I don’t finish the sentence. I don’t need to. She can hear it in my voice—the despair, the hopelessness. Why? Because the next time she reacts, it’s exa

His voice was a deep whisper. “Because you didn’t deserve to be their father!” Her voice rose, “You left me when I needed you, Ethan. I lost our other child because you decided to take Zoe home. The more I think about it the more stupid I feel and the more I hate you. You hurt me and pushed me away so, don’t stand there looking at me like I’m the worst person on earth because when it comes to my kids I’ll be the worst woman alive. Do you have any idea how hard life is as a single mother with no connection and having to start from scratch? It’s fucking hell but I had to!” At this point, tears were now rolling down her face and her breath was labored.