Dominant Mommies Novels & Stories

"This is how we grew up. When you're a cool kid, you get two moms, and you gotta learn to be specific." He leaned against the counter. "We had a system. Katherine was 'Witch Mom' because she did all the magic stuff. Lauren was 'Wolf Mom' because, well, obvious reasons." He looked at Onika, then at Annie. "So in your case... Onika's clearly Wolf Mom. Easy. But Annie?" He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Immortal Mom? Fire Mom? Ember Mom? They all sound kinda weird, not gonna lie." Annie shot him a look. "Yeah, whatever."

Dominic says gently, rubbing the back of my hand. The doorbell rings again, longer this time. I take a deep breath and pull the door open. “Hi, Mom. Hi, Dad,” I say, trying to smile. Mom barely pauses before pushing past me, her heels clicking against the floor. Dad follows behind, dragging their suitcases with a deep sigh. “Miss Catherine Young,” Mom begins, hands on hips, “what did I tell you about bringing boys home?” Her eyes land on Dominic, and suddenly her expression melts. “But—oh my—this boy is cute. Hello, honey!”

she laughed, trying to sound confident. “You seems to be forgetting one tiny detail, Allie. I’m not an ugly, wolfless and boring omega like you. And I’m carrying his heir. So I’m always going to be his number one, even if he indulges in some silly fantasy like that,” she lets out boldly. “Keep saying it out loud, and maybe you’ll start believing it.” I laughed, pissing her off even more. “What kind of an evil child are you? How can I give birth to someone so mean and evil?” mom asks, looking perplexed.

I cackled, “He invited me to dinner at their place tonight. Maybe I should marry her dad and have her call me Mommy.” Just like that, a lightbulb turned on in my head, and I was determined to have my revenge. I made up my mind then and there. Andrew Churchill was going to be my husband, and unless Charissa was planning on sleeping with him too, there was absolutely nothing she could do to stop me. It was high time I taught her a lesson that she would never forget. I would become her stepmother and spend the rest of my life annoying her as much as I could. I was finally going to return the favour. I was going to take something that belonged to her for a change.

As the alpha, he was still fiercely possessive over our newborn twins. Putting a calming hand on his arm, I replied, "Maybe in a year or two when he's not so territorial, Mom. You know how protective new alpha's can be." She chuckled soft-heartedly. My alpha may be stern now, but I knew eventually Dominic's need to keep our babies close would ease. For now, I relished having my small family all together.

“Mom guilt? It sounds like the only thing you don’t feel guilty about is turning me down.” “That’s right. Not an ounce of guilt about that.” I said, turning my head and facing Cas with a big smile. He just rolled his eyes at me, and I turned back. “Mom guilt is when you feel guilty for not being there enough, and when you are there, you feel guilty for not doing enough with them. For working too much, not buying enough toys, or too many toys. For saying no or not being strict enough. It’s doubting yourself and feeling like a failure because you want to be the best mom there is.”

"He is the owner of the fashion company Mommy is going to start working for. Which means..." "On Monday, DADDY AND MOMMY'S LOVE STORY WILL BEGIN... YAY..."

"Yes. She totally did. She dissed her about being shameless, following a man onld enough to be her Dad around. In that tiny head of hers houses something bigger. You both need to be really careful with parenting this one or she'll be one of those rebellious teenagers in her time." Ford raises an eyebrow. "Like you were?" "Come on, I'm past that phase." Ford laughs. "Says the girl with her legs on the chair meant for sitting." "Ugh. Don't start. I've had enough with mum already." Ford looks around. "Talking of Mum, where is she?" "Aren't you missing something?" "What?" "Has Mum ever been alone ever since she found out Aunt Sue's Mum was her best friend in high school?" "Cute. Where are they b

She spoke. I didn't take her dominating characters though l said. Actually its good sometimes for a woman to be dominating. She replied. Mum are you suggesting that l should be one with your son? I asked smiling

Just flood me with that hot spunk. "Mmm, don't hog him," purred Mom. "Your daddy likes cumming on women's faces." I ripped my mouth off and gasped, "Oh, my god, Mom, that's I can't believe that. Isn't it degrading?" "Wonderfully so," she moaned. "Look at him. Your daddy wants to mark his territory and jizz all over our faces, and we're going to let him because we want to be marked by him."