Doting Mother Novels & Stories

Man, it's like clockwork – Mom's on her game already, and the day has barely started. Now, don't get me wrong, my mother, Victoria Blackwood, is an impressive force. A woman of refined elegance and strict principles, she runs our family like a well-oiled machine. As the matriarch of the Blackwood dynasty, she takes her role seriously, making sure I live up to the family's prestigious name. But sometimes, her unwavering pursuit of perfection makes me feel like I'm walking on eggshells around her.

I mused, my gaze fixed on the mesmerizing dance of the flames. The lines etched deep on Mother Tanna's face softened, revealing the wisdom she had gained from a lifetime of experiences. She reached out and placed a comforting hand on mine, her touch grounding me in the safety of her presence. "My dear, a mother's love is a divine gift, a sacred bond that transcends the realm of reason," she began, her voice holding the weight of countless untold stories. "It is an instinctual force, one that pushes us to protect and nurture our children with an unparalleled fervor."

“Thanks for your concern, but I’d rather not just hear about it every other day. As long as you’ll all promise to stop blabbering about it every other minute, I’ll come around way often.” “Agreed.” His mother said in a much more enthusiastic voice. “Thank you,” Dante said in a softer voice. His mother shifted her chair back and stood up. I got a classy whiff of her perfume, and I must say billionaires' wives do smell unreal. I couldn’t even place all the notes but it smelt so good. I heard her heels clicking, and I knew she was leaving the room, but she stopped. I arched my eyebrow in confusion, and it was then I noticed the tiny peephole, and I twisted my body desperately, looking through i

Even though she openly showed her affections towards my brother, there was not a doubt that she did not love me as well, it showed in the little things she did. My mother, Daphne Penelope Edwards, also known as the first ever delta to become the Luna Queen was an extremely kind hearted and caring woman, but she was extremely stubborn and no-nonsense. She had her own special way of putting all of us in our places whenever we stepped out of line- even my father. “Both”, he answered begrudgingly, I could tell that he was relieved that he found me sooner rather than later. They led me back to the house and my jaw almost dropped to the ground at what I saw,

"Oh. I see you've finally listened to me." I let go of Ara and she tenses up, as if this is the dangerous part and not what I was about to do to her. Mother saunters in wearing one of those dresses that may have been all the rage a hundred years ago. Now, she only wears them inside the house so as to not look ridiculous, because they remind her of "true elegance and not this excuse they pass off for clothes these days." "What are you calling her?" Observing Ara, she sits where Ara had just been a few moments ago. "She's rather thin, isn't she? Are you sure she'll be able to handle the blood loss?"

My father had probably not returned from his rendezvous and mom was probably lonely and just needed some hugs and kisses before sleeping because she is a very affectionate person and values physical intimacy very much. I knocked on her door and her soft, mellifluous voice ushered me in. I found her sitted on the bed with a matching silk night gown and robe on. Her lips widened to a heartwarming smile and she patted the spot next to her. I sat next to her and embraced her briefly, her soft scent soothingly seeping into my nostrils and lulling me. "I knew that you probably needed a hug, my mother is very needy." I teased her and gave her one last squeeze before detaching from her.

Then, I gave a 'go' signal to start the program. "Who was that woman, Chum?" Dolly asked me, softly thumping my arm. "I guess she is special to you. Was she the reason why you were not in the good mood earlier?", Daphne butted in. "Maybe you were thinking she would not be coming here, right, Chum?" Dolly spoke again. "Hmm. Love is in the air right here!" mom jested and tickled the lower part of my torso. I just smiled, but I remained quiet. "Introduce here to us, son," mom spoke.

Chapter 397 "Mister Daddy’s mother?" Naomi was confused. "Yes! She looked so powerful! " Janell lowered her voice and complained to Naomi. At the same time, the woman had already stood behind her. "Mind if I come in?" She was just asking, but her tone was imperious. ‘Sure enough, she is Mister Daddy’s mother, with the same personality.’ Naomi murmured in her heart, but she still had a smile on his face and made a gesture to show her agreement.

"Fine. I promise. The next time I'm free, I'll take you to a movie and shopping." Her face brightened instantly. "See? That wasn't so hard." "What wasn't so hard?" A gentle yet commanding voice interrupted us. We turned towards the entrance to find Mother and Father walking into the dining hall together. My mother, whom everyone referred to as Queen Diana, was a beautiful and remarkable woman. She was more headstrong and strict than my father, but her love for our family was unwavering. She loved each of us unconditionally and would do anything to protect those she cared about.

His grip was hard, and Mommy went pale and couldn’t get a word out. It must have hurt so much. His face was vicious, but the corner of his mouth was smiling. “Let me guess. You’re the one who taught Isa to keep her distance from Benita.” “What kind of person uses her own child as a weapon?” Mommy’s chest was heaving, and the color rushed back into her face, angry and red. Auntie Benita held the puppy out to me again. Was Daddy squeezing Mommy because I wouldn’t take the puppy?