I Became The Male Lead's Mother Novels & Stories

"But in all of this everything changed when he came into this frame. Izan used to live with his mother because his father was the leader of a mafia gang and he also wanted his son to be like him, but his mother didn't want him to be a part of that life. She wanted her son to be warm and gentle hearted just like her, so she decided to live her husband and take him away from that life. His mother divorced his father and decided to live her life happily and alone with her son and his father also didn't care to stop them because for him , name, fame and money mattered the most and not family or love. His mother was a working woman and had always wanted her son to be a doctor and she never took h

she muttered weakly. She was bagging me. I smirked. “Do you remember when your mother made my mate reject me— General Dylan? Yeah.” I started to say. “Well, you guys sort of saved my life back then because it turns out that General Dylan was a dick— as you know since you became his Dick wife.” I said. “So for this reason, I’ll not kill your mother since she was the main actor in that venture.” I said and Ivanka collapsed to the ground in thanksgiving and just then, I slit her mother’s throat.

Five words that completely change everything: "I work for your mother." My hand freezes on the doorknob. Slowly, Isaac turns towards me, stands, and pulls out a badge from his pocket. It has the Venetian seal on it—an eagle and a dove flying around their national flag. He doesn't work for my stepmother; I thought of him as a threat when he said he worked for my mother. But he meant my biological mother. Genina. Which means she must know of me. She knows.

“My mother was the real leader. Not Damien’s father. Not Adrian. Not anyone else.” Elara felt the ground tilt beneath her. Lucian exhaled, voice shaking: “Elara… the most dangerous Hale of all… is my mother.”

“My parents said that Vessa was doing it as a form of physical therapy. I believed them.” Mom sighed, “They treated you like a mushroom, Iva. They kept you in the dark and fed you crap. Once you all return from the trip, I will also help you.” “Yeah, mom’s the best. She used to be the only female lead warrior across any of the regions before she met Dad.” I said proudly. “Gee, thanks.” I heard my dad grumble, and Mom chuckled. “My king, you are the very best. You know that.” Mom said, smiling, and took his hand.

Hendricks confirmed, scanning me frantically. "You're reading as approximately fifteen percent of your previous power level. Enough to heal faster than humans and sense other supernatural beings, but not enough to be considered a strategic threat." "And the baby?" "Stable. Heartbeat strong." His smile was genuine. "You're going to be a mother, Fiona." The weight of that statement crashed over me. A mother. Me. The omega who'd been used and discarded, who'd almost destroyed the supernatural world, who'd watched her father burn to save her.

Isla’s POV My mother’s gasp was the first sound that broke the silence. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she stumbled back, gripping the edge of the dining table for support. My father's face turned pale, his mouth opening and closing as if he couldn’t find the words. “Who... Who is the father?” My mother finally managed to break the eerie silence, her voice barely above a whisper. Elara’s voice cut through the tension like a blade. “It’s true,” she said, her tone trembling but resolute. “The child is Adrian’s. I swear it.”

My mother’s eyes met mine, tears streaming down her face. “My son… Alpha… you’ve grown into the leader I always knew you could be,” she said, her voice weak yet proud. Luna Nora sneered, pulling my mother closer to the edge. “One step closer, and she dies.” I froze, helpless as I tried to reason with her, tried to break the hold of her insanity. Just as I took another step forward, my mother struggled, causing Luna Nora to stumble, and both women toppled backward. I lunged forward, grabbing my mother’s hand, pulling her up as Luna Nora plummeted to the rocks below, her twisted legacy ending in the same place her son had fallen.

Wh–why? "What if she wants to be involved in raising—" his mother started, her voice filled with doubt but I could hear the excitement in it too. “What if it isn't even a boy like you hope?” "It won't" Marcus immediately replied like she thought it was impossible. And then he laughed. " And if it does turn out to be a girl, we would have to get rid of her before she delivers. I only need a male child. And I'm sure I'll get him. I'll have the lawyers draw up papers by Monday, since she's getting real close to delivery. Maybe something about postpartum depression, unfit mother, whatever works. Just as long as the child stays with us. And then I'll dispose of her,” he said in finality. “And mar

Iya hesitated to nod but eventually did while nervous. “This is not good,” the aunt commended worriedly. “Are you sure, Hija?” Iya couldn’t answer her immediately because it was the truth which is a big problem to her too. “I—I can’t remember anything, Aunt Mary…” Iya said hysterically. “I can’t remember anything!”