I'm Ready To Be A Single Mother Original Novels & Stories

The journey to create a secure life for us was far from over, but I knew that as long as I remained true to myself and never lost sight of what truly mattered, we would emerge victorious. And so, armed with determination, love, and the unwavering belief that a single mother could shape her own destiny, I continued to evolve—transforming from a feeble, destitute girl into a powerful, independent woman who would stop at nothing to provide a future filled with endless possibilities for herself and her beloved child. *********************

I could raise this baby in a world where they wouldn’t have to look over their shoulder, wouldn’t have to fear the wild, ruthless life of predators. “This baby... it’s his,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “My husband—ex-husband’s baby.” Dr. Shaw’s expression softened as she gave me a sympathetic smile. “I’m sure you’ll be a wonderful mother. There are so many single mothers out there who raise strong, happy children. There are even support groups if you need them,” she added, reaching over to squeeze my hand. “If you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here for you. I’m a single mother too, and I understand how overwhelming it can feel at first. Raising a child alone isn’t easy, but trust me,

The crack of my palm against her cheek echoed through the hall. "I am no longer the girl who cleans your messes, Maria," I whispered, leaning into her terrified face. "I am the woman who owns the debt on your paycheck. If you speak to me again without being spoken to, I’ll make sure you’re blacklisted from every estate in the city. Now, get out of my sight." Maria scrambled away, sobbing in terror. I didn't feel bad. I felt... clean. "Veronica? Is that you?" I turned to see Meredith Hudson standing at the top of the stairs. She was wrapped in a silk robe, her face pale and drawn, looking every bit the aging queen of a dying kingdom. She gripped the banister, her eyes wide as she took in my t

TOKYO, JAPAN CHLOE MAE BERSALES was wanted! Indeed. She'd been wanted in a good and bad way—from her enraged father to being a billion-dollar Baby Mama of an innocent soul that she would meet nine months from now. The page of her book went beyond extraordinary when the billionaire CEO of Greyson Stockholdings disclosed an offer she could not resist. Well, that was two months ago and in baby steps, she learned to play along in the cycle. An unexpected yet interesting progression in her old mundane life.

“I know we just met today and I’m nobody to you---” “T-Thank you,” now I’m the one who feels embarrassed. “I’m the mother here, and yet I don’t know how I should treat my daughter in the right way.” I looked outside the glass wall of the restaurant and saw lots of people walking around. “It’s hard being a single mother, raising my child alone after what we had been through before, but I can’t give up. I swear that I would do anything for Kiara, she’s the center of my life. So, if facing my trauma would help her, then I will gladly do it without thinking twice.”

I forced out. I'm so tired of everyone treating me like I might break and acting as if I was a teenager. "You can't go around sleeping with men because you're lonely, Kaysen Yasmin. You need to grow up and get a more suitable job fit for a young single mother. You're not going to find a father for Cora at a strip club," my mom exclaimed.

I was destined to be Ellah's mother and that was overwhelming enough. It was my fate to lose both parents, even before I could give them grandchildren. I was fated to be a single mother, just like Nina. And I doubted if I would be able to give any man a chance in my life again. I have a baby already. I have a lot to do with my life, having an affair or being committed to some asshole who wouldn't be able to accept my baby and me, was definitely out of the question. Well! Maybe I am also destined to be a single mother till eternity. That I was ready and willing to accept and embrace with all my soul.

She was raised by a single mother who gave everything she had, and now, here Ava she was…alone, pregnant by a man who wouldn’t care if she vanished tomorrow. He would never want this child. He’d probably tell her to get rid of it. She wasn’t ready. She didn’t know how to be a mother. She wasn’t strong enough. Not alone. She called Deli. Once. Twice. Five times. No answer. And then her phone died. Silence pressed in from every corner of the room. Her mind spiraled. She stood up slowly, walked to the bathroom, stared at herself in the mirror…her eyes red and lips trembling.

Third person's POV #previously "How the fuck am I going to handle this now," Jade let out while thinking of the fact that she's not sure she's ready to be a mother and to say one that's single was something she's not sure she can pull off because she was raised by a single mom, and had seen just how hard that is. Plus the horrors of making her child grow up as she did only made things complicated for her. Drew sat beside her, silently watching Jade as she continued to say stuff that he couldn't even understand.

I am a girl now with a whole pack to lead, and a soon-to-be mother of four. That does it. A sob escapes my lips and I press my mouth hard to avoid any sound coming out. fuck I am not ready to be a mother, I am not even ready to be a parent. I am so fucked up and the most unready, unstable one in the whole fucking world. “what the fuck am I doing?” I ask myself out loud, sniffing as I grab tissues and blow my nose. I am a fucking queen, losing it in the club’s washroom, isn't it.