I Became The Male Lead's Mother Novels & Stories

“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.

Hopping in, she dials in a number and speaks. " We found the footage, Ma'am." " Sent it in my phone. And stay silent!" " Yes. Ma'am!" She programs the location on her phone and drives away. Her entire world revolves around her son, Marquis and now Maria who has stolen her motherly heart just by one word... ' I like you more than my mother!' And she will do anything for her to protect her.

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.”

He stressed the Mrs, which got him whacked in the head. I was surprised to see Beta Ian Diaz, the always brooding young man joking around. "Mother," Jace cleared his throat when he had his mother's undivided attention. "This is Carly, Carly Woods. Carly meet my mother, Mrs Baldwin." Finally, his mother turned her head to me, her blue eyes that sparkled earlier hardened as she had me within her line of vision. It was funny how the woman never spared me a single glance all this while when I was practically standing side by side with her son.

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

When she opened her eyes, she saw a boy crying while hugging her legs. "Mommy..." he whispered without blinking with tears in his eyes. "W-who are you?" Fisya looked left and right. “Where are your father and mother?” "Mommy..." he whispered with sobs that began to echo. “Oh my… I'm not your mother—” "No! Mom can't be like that! Should not." Fisha took a deep breath. Just to support herself has made her frustrated, especially now that she is no longer working because she was dismissed by her superiors. “Son… I am not your mother—”

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!”