Katara Motherly Novels & Stories

"I am sorry if I've offended you. I was just correcting you,' Maya replied, unfazed by her outburst. Since the moment Dante had confessed his feelings to her, nothing affected her anymore. "I don't need correction. What I said is absolutely correct. Eviana is going to be his mother soon," Katty stood firm on her statement. "That's for Dante to decide," Maya answered, smiling politely. Katty burned with resentment. "You have no shame, do you? You left my son for another man and when that man showed you your place, you came back to him," Katty rebuked. Maya's smile wavered. She didn't blame Katty for seeing her like that but it sure hurt to be perceived as an opportunist. She knew no matter ho

And concocted a hot beverage for them. She was about to serve the coffee outside. But she heard Hunter Jr.’s cries. Katalina hurried into his room. Greeted him with a smile and picked him up. “Good morning, handsome. Hush now. Mommy is here.” Being a mom is tedious. But worth it at the same time. Katalina realizes it everyday. She loved the baby more than the world. More than herself. She’ll do anything for him. Just to provide comfort, care, and love.

Like I was being welcomed into a world I had never been part of before. Amara hugged me again, gentler this time. “You have no idea how happy this makes me, Katrina. I can’t wait to help you. Anything you need—anything—I’m here. Clothes, food cravings, nightmares, belly rubs—gods, this is going to be amazing.” My heart swelled. “Thank you,” I whispered. “I… I’m glad you’re here.” She stepped back and placed both hands on my shoulders. “And you’re going to be a wonderful mother. I can already tell.”

As she delved deeper into her mother's past, she discovered an old diary that chronicled Emily's journey, her dreams, and the immense love she had for her daughter. The diary offered glimpses into Emily's life, her struggles, and the reasons behind her heartbreaking decision. It painted a picture of a woman who had suffered greatly but had never stopped loving her daughter from afar. Katara realized that she was the product of a deep, selfless sacrifice—a sacrifice made out of love. Katara's hands trembled as she turned the delicate pages of the diary, her eyes brimming with tears. Each word written by her birth mother seemed to carry a piece of her soul, reaching out across time and space t

Oh god, please don’t let this actually happen. “Not clear. If normal Mate, yes. True Mate, don’t know” the other voice answered. I know that voice. A loud growl shook the door and made me jump a little. “This is all pointless if it doesn’t work! And the pup? Can we get rid of the pup without putting her at risk?” Galterio growled. His voice dripped with venom and disgust. He wants to kill my baby. The way he spat the word ‘pup’ like that, he actually hates it. So, that’s his plan. He wants to be my Mate, and kill my unborn child. That was it, that was all I needed to hear. The fact that I’m scared, no longer matters. I don’t care if I think that I’m not ready for this, to be a mother. He wil

I added. “Sure thing,” “I should get going now, thanks to you dumping all your work on me I have a lot to do!” She said pointing towards the door. “Yeah but in my defense I pay you handsomely for it” I responded, she muffled a laugh as she turned around and began to walk out of my office. “Ohh wow, Hi Mom” I heard Katrina greet immediately when she got to the door. I just knew immediately it was my mother, I also called her parents mom and Dad before they passed on. And now she is literally the daughter my mother never had.

She gushed. I raised a brow, wondering what game that Katerina woman was playing, being so nice to my gullible mother. I responded however, "She is definitely an angel for sending me out of business with the spies she put in my company poisoning my investors. She is definitely a perfect match for me for copying every single move I make as her business strategy. Most definitely an angel sent from heaven for telling me she does not give two fucks if my business crumbled to the ground when I asked to talk about how we could fix everything. But what do you even know about me or my business? Absolutely nothing. Just like you know nothing about being a mother."

Yep, my son is taller than I am. Suddenly, Luca pushed Damien from me. "My mummy". He glared at his brother hugging my neck. "Hey, she's my momma too". " No my mummy". "My momma" "Mine" "Nope buddy, she mine". "That's enough Dame, stop upsetting my baby". Luca pouted his lips. "Damien, clean Emma and Luca please and Lisa so wash up too. I'll clean the kitchen while you guys are at it.

“It’s my birthday, but it is also in honor of the woman who gave me life and dedicated hers to bettering the lives of less privileged people. I want to continue my mother’s legacy. She was a mother to all, so much so that even the stray dogs in the street fought with me for my plate at dinner sometimes.” Her last words caused a bout of laughter, but Katelyn stiffened. The hair on the back of her neck rose, a tell-tale sign of something being wrong. Or something was about to be. She had the sudden urge to leave, a niggling feeling at the back of her mind that pushed her feet towards the tall entrance doors. “If she could, she would have adopted every orphan in the city. Speaking of which, the

Mom was in a rather youthful attire, wearing a pair of high-waisted hot pants today. Despite being in her forties, Mom still had the body of a 20-year-old, probably because she only had me. She exuded the charm of a mature lady. That was probably why Bryan screwed her. “I need a word with you, Carys,” Mom uttered out of the blue. I was still shell-shocked by it all. She took a glance at Bryan. “I’m pregnant.” I dropped my plate with a plop. Getting down to the floor, I immediately picked up the broken shards while my mind replayed what Mom had just said.