Lesbian Mom And Daughter Novels & Stories

When Xander arrived, he stood up and turned toward us, then froze. Drake: You look so much like your mother. He wanted to rush toward me, but I dodged a step back, which made him stop. Xander gently squeezed my hand and said, Alexander: Your daughter went through absolute hell wherever she was. She has no memory of you yet, and, for goodness' sake, I'm the only one who can easily touch her right now. You have to take it slow and let her come to you.

My whole body shook so badly that I could barely catch my breath. "If you really want to remain our precious daughter, Leah, then you need to open your ears and listen to your father," Mom said, her voice completely devoid of a single drop of human sympathy as she coldly folded her arms over her chest. "You are going to go back to Luke. You are going to walk through his front door, and you are going to live with him as the quiet, obedient, submissive wife you were born to be. That is exactly what honorable daughters do to support their families. Yours cannot, and will not, be any different."

Lana said calmly, “only those I permit hear my words. It is your place to disclose it to her, not mine.” She turned and walked toward the door before stopping beside Jade, her face angling slightly back toward me as she continued. “She is not merely one of the daughters of the Slain Luna, she is the Luna of the Crystal Wolf, you are the Crystal Wolf, the one true Alpha.” Xavier sat in silence, watching her lips move without sound reaching him as confusion settled across his face. Lana’s voice came once more before she stepped through the doorway. “Know this. A Nightveil is present.”

And one held a baby swaddled in smoke. Ceres froze. “Nya.” The mirror-self shook her head. “No. This is the idea of your daughter. Not the child. The idea you held before she changed.” The baby opened its eyes. They were white-hot. “She’s not yours anymore,” said the mother-echo. “Because you built your love on fear.” Ceres trembled. “That’s not true.” “You loved her so fiercely,” said the crown-bearing Ceres, “that you tried to protect her from herself.”

The fork must have plunged onto her face when I had unintentionally dodged the fork because Matteo had pulled me away in time but it unluckily came in contact with Sapphire's face. We heard a low venomous chuckle behind us, "Could this get any better? I mean, look at them. Such lover birds, yet she wants me to take back my words about them. Isn't it clear that these two are a fucking lesbians?" "It seems like it." "Look at them, they look so disgusting together." "Why would a girl want to date her fellow girl? What happened to the guys on campus? Well, they deserve it!" "Haha, I wonder what Lisa's father would say and think about his lesbian daughter. Besides, how would Lisa's future spouse

“They were wrong.” “Did he kill them?” I asked. “No,” she answered. “But he took the pack from them, and banished them. And…for good measure,” she paused, a slick grin on her face. “He took their daughter as his.” “What?” Eyes wide, shocked and bewildered, I asked, “Dad-wait, are you saying that you are a daughter of the Moors?” She chuckled. “That’s a…regal way of saying it.” said mom. “The thing is, I never considered myself one because I wasn’t accepted as one, but technically, I was the daughter of the Alpha and Luna of the Moors.”

A mother's love isn't just about caring and nurturing but also about being supportive and protective of her children in any situation. Keisha couldn't believe what she heard. She didn't expect the young man to do that to her daughter. Even though her daughter was rebellious, she didn't want to see her crying, but she understood that it's part of her daughter's growing up. She wouldn't restrict her daughter from such things, but her husband, Colten, and Luna's brothers, Noah and Damien, would surely not accept her leniency towards Luna.

Summer woke up to my parents hugging each other in tears. She said mockingly, "You can drop the act. Even if Sienna is alive, she won't want to be your daughter. You two were much crueller than I was. Sienna wouldn't have been so miserable if it weren't for you two." Summer no longer cared about anything. Every single sentence she said was to provoke them. In the end, my parents left the hospital in a huff. They spent the next few days handling my funeral.

"Oh, Peter...I don't care about sports or baseball games at all. But I saw Darci today- she was fabulous. Sure of herself, caring about it. Never thought I'd say it, but she was graceful, do you ever notice your own daughter being this wonderful?" "Darling," Dad tried to speak. "Talk to her," Mom said. She was sad more than angry now, and I tried not to cry. Dad was babbling stuff about being responsible for everyone's emotion, being an easy target. Mom got angry again, shouting at him to stop being selfish. I couldn't handle it anymore. I grabbed my baseball jacket and opened the bedroom window then climbed out.

I stare at my dad in worry. I feel like he is setting me up for a lynching. Everyone gasps and gazes at him in shock and rage. I really want to walk back to my guest room and miss this explosion. “Rydon! What do you think you are doing?!” the mother scolds him “I am merely giving my eldest daughter a place beside me, why should she sit at the very end like a rogue stranger?” she stands up. “She is rogue filth! What is her pack? She is nothing to us! Filthy half-bred bastard mongrel that you found in the woods and took in because her mother was murdered in the mountains.”