Katara Motherly Novels & Stories

Then he turns, his eyes locking onto mine. “Is she coming?” I get my answer when I see the trace of smile on his face. I did my absolute best, doing everything to host Katrina. “Babe, you're nervous. It's my mom not the president.” Killian said pulling me into him. It's a lot easier to host the president than Katrina. That woman knows how to get on my nerves but she's Killian's mother. I gotta love her too. When Katrina came. It was pure disaster.

I finished her sentence. "Correct." She affirms. "But why would his mother, the moon goddess, put a curse on Kaden?" I ask. That was something I just couldn't understand. Why would a mother do that to her child? Did she hate Kaden so much? "We all have different versions of the kind of person our mother was, most of us would agree that she was simply the worst mother of the century. Some would even say that she was cruel, manipulative, a bitch even, but well that all depends on who you ask." Krys shrugs, making her way closer to me.

She beamed, caressing her tummy protectively as she spoke, her scent spiked up, filling my nostrils with her vanilla scent. “I just couldn’t hold myself back, I’m so happy, Elena. So happy that I came running here.” She beamed, hugging me again but this time calmly. “I’m so happy for you. You’d be a great mother, Vanessa.” I say and she giggled. Well, this is good, right? Mathew has accepted the pregnancy so everything is alright.

We needed to get out of here before I lost my insanity. I swatted her ass as she got up and kissed her cheek, “ Go get dressed again. We’re going to make a run into town. We left in the limousine for town. I texted Pedro, asking details on Javier and Katarina’s mother while watching her across from me as she looked out the window at the scenery. There was good news, sorta. Mateo was able to track down Veronica and she agreed to talk, also it turned out that Angelo Martinez had taken a new, much younger wife and that Katarina’s mother was penniless. That would explain her sudden interest in the daughter she abandoned, I knew it all along. I can literally smell a gold digger a mile away and sh

SCARLETT I, Scarlett Hilary, never imagined betrayal could wear the face of the woman who gave me life. My mother, Maria, once draped in black mourning for my father, now wears a white lace as though grief can be erased with vows spoken too soon. She calls it love. I call it treachery.

The rest of the time, even though Patricia never scolded him, she always spoke to him harshly and Kenzie didn't like that. "I don't want to be here. I want to go with Mommy," Kenzie pleaded with Audrey. Hearing Kenzie refer to Audrey as Mommy, Patricia's eyes widened. She did not accept that the child considered Audrey as his mother. "Kenzie, Audrey is not your mother. I am your mother. So, you have to call me Mommy." She tried to speak very gently to the child. Unlike Audrey, Patricia forced Kenzie to call her Mommy and it increased Kenzie's hatred towards Patricia.

her mum said in an excited tone. Arlene turned the volume up to the loudest and they kept up with their mini karaoke which was pretty much loud, because people on the road started to look at them. But then none of them cared, to Arlene her mum was a vibe and not like the regular southingham mothers who were boring and lame. These were the moments she lived for, there was never a dull moment with her mum even though they had little cat fights, but it was normal with females. “Do you think dad would be back from work by now?” Arlene asked her mum who was still caught up in the blues of the music playing.

She’ll always be here! Katya unlocks the door to her mother’s study and looks at the large wall filled with books. Her mother loved reading and since she also loved creating spells, her collection of grimoires was exceptional. Katya walked and stood in front of the bookshelf and closed her eyes. She didn’t have to try to conjure up the face of her mother. It came to her in an instant. She smiled unwillingly. “Hey, mum! I need your help.” It took a few moments but then the temperature of the room dropped and she knew she was there. She wouldn’t meddle in her life but if she asks for help; her mother will always help her.

She’s not welcome in our home. Will you give us a second?” My eyes were focused on my mother but when I looked down at my Little Kitten, I saw something else “Are you sleeping with her?” I felt perplexed and wanted to start laughing but then again that is when Kade burst out laughing, “I doubt he would be fucking his own mother, Kitten.” Kade stated as matter of fact, But Catalya’s eyes lit up of course it would even though the whore abandoned me and my father she forgave easier and faster than anyone else, some people might call her weak but I do not think a lot of people realize how hard it is to just forgive. “Well then, if it weren’t for her, you wouldn’t be here, which means she’s stay

"This is the way things are, Ronan. You can't change it." "She is a human being," I corrected her, and she fell silent. "She was a virgin, Mom. She didn't deserve any of this, and now you plan to rip away the only thing that makes sense in her life? Whose interest are you serving? Katya's or yours? Katya will always need her mother. Camila was born in Jorvik. She is just as Jorvikian as the rest of us, and she deserves to raise her own child," I said, my voice steady but charged with emotion.