Double Mommy Novels & Stories

“Ooh, no, Mommy! It is because I now know that I can only have one mommy and one daddy. Julie is my auntie. So I have you as my only mommy, my Daddy, and two aunts—Auntie Julie and Auntie Ana.” She explains.

He gently stroked her hair and looked into her eyes, "I understand, sweetheart. But we need to be patient. It's not easy, but we have each other, and that's what matters most." "I love you, Daddy," Mia said, leaning into his embrace. "I love you too, Mia," Asher replied, holding her close. "Daddy, when will you get me a mommy?" She asked with her big blue eyes full of hope. Asher took a deep breath, trying to find the right words to explain the situation to his daughter. "Mia, finding a mommy is not something we can rush. It's not like buying a toy or getting something instantly. It's about finding someone who will love us and care for us deeply, just like my Mommy, your grandma did, before

"I can go with you if you..." "Only mommies can come." She meekly said. "Apart from that, Mary made fun of me yesterday, saying that since I don't have a mamma I will bring my father like always. Everyone has a mommy, daddy. Where is my mommy?" Exhaling a shivery breath, I forced a smile at Lelah. I gave her another cookie and she smiled in gratitude. "Your mommy is with the moon goddess, bunny." "Why don't you tell the moon goddess to give her back to me? I need my mommy. Everyone at school talks about their mommies and how much she loves them. I want to talk about her, too."

On my right was Millie and Andy was on my left. “Daddy, I want to invite Mommy to the family dinner but she’s busy.” Shocked, I stared at Millie. “You called her?” “Yes, using Grandpa’s phone. But a girl answered her phone and said she was treating her patients.” I caressed her arm. “Are you upset?” “No. Just sad but I’m also happy because my mommy is like a superhero. She saves people. That’s cool!” “My mommy is a superhero too! She always saves me,” Andy said, boasting.

The noise that Pitchy created made her mommy open the door. “Pitchy, why are you so noisy— Goodness, Autumn! You’re already here! ” Her mommy came out and wrapped her arms around her. She sighed in contentment and hugged her back. Closing her eyes, she inhaled her mommy’s shampoo. It brought back a lot of memories, making her hug her mommy tighter. She missed her so much!

Standing behind the door at the mansion Melissa overheard Tommy and her aunt's conversion. "Mommy is just going through something right now. We have to be patient with her. I'm sure she and your daddy will be okay soon." Betty tried to explain as simply as she could. "Grandma, I don't like this mommy. I miss my daddy. He has been feeling pain every day. Can't mommy go take care of him to make him better?" "Don't worry honey, mommy will take care of daddy and he will get better. Go to sleep now, I'll stay here watching over you." She promised as she placed a goodnight kiss on his forehead.

"Well, your mommy must be a very confident woman." "Of course!"

For how much I wanted something so wrong, so forbidden. When they finally returned home from their errands, Mom was still all over him. She dragged him straight to the couch, curling up against his side like she owned him completely, her head on his shoulder while they watched some mindless show. I sat on the opposite side of the room in the armchair, pretending to scroll through my phone, but I couldn’t stop stealing glances at them.

I grabbed the medicine case and ran out. When I reached the infirmary, Noah's face was turning blue. I used his epinephrine pen and gave him the backup medication. His new teacher squeezed my hand, shaking. "Thank God you came, Mrs. Bellandi." A few children laughed. "She's not Mrs. Bellandi," a blond boy said. "Noah said she's the nanny." A girl added, "His real mom is Serena. She's pretty and smart and takes him to polo matches."

Lily stood in front of her, holding her small bag tightly. I didn’t mean to overhear them. But Monica’s voice was clear—calm, controlled, almost gentle, as if there was no tension at all. “Do you miss me?” she asked. Lily didn’t answer right away. “Lily,” Monica said again, softer this time. “I’m your mom.” I stayed by the doorway. I didn’t want to interfere, but I couldn’t bring myself to walk away either. “Yes,” Lily answered quietly. Monica smiled. “See? I knew it.”