Like Mother Like Daughter Webtoon Novels & Stories

“Of course not, silly. You saw what he was doing and pulled him away. You did what you had to do, and I’m very grateful.” She squeezes my hand, and now, I feel even more relieved. “I’m glad you don’t hate me.” Another giggle escapes her. “Are you kidding? My sister is a badass Luna Queen with a wolf that can rip bad guys to shreds. I love you just as much as I always did, if not more. And I’m so proud of you.” I can’t stop the tears from falling down my cheeks. “Everything is okay,” Mother insists. “You’re finally getting to be what Chez tried to suppress, and I’m also proud of you.”

Dad doesn’t even talk about it because Mom doesn’t like bringing it up. “Let’s get lunch, and I will tell it to all of you. Then I will never speak of it again,” she said. We all agreed, got food, and literally sat for two hours talking about Mom’s past. When she was done explaining, she smiled. “I see myself in all of you. I see the fighters, the cleverness, the neglect, the abuse, and the loneliness. I felt it the same way Thalia, Kaia, and Sinclair have. The love I have for the four of you is equal. I gave birth to Rory, but the four of you are my daughters. My sons love you. Even when they were slow, stubborn, or desperate, they love you three. Just like Jonah loves Rory. It’s the kind o

"I-I left the house.. I left dad.. I-I know that, that would not make you really happy but.. I have had enough, mom. My step-mother was not like you at all.. I-I really thought she w-was lovely but I was completely wrong haha.. also her daughter, Ayumi, I really thought we'd become be-bestfriends but.. it turns out she doesn't really l-like me.." My tears were unstoppable. I couldn't make them stop even if I try holding them back, maybe this was really how much bad I was feeling all this time. "Mom... I-I feel like the whole world is against me.. a-and I've got nobody on my side to help me win this battle. It is not really a bad thing though haha, I have learned a lot of things.. and I'm not

It was a relief when it became obvious we were nearing our destination. A new smell caught my attention the moment we stepped inside. Wherever I was, my mate was in the building. My father had told me how the mate pull had felt for him. It was like an invisible magnet, drawing him to my mother. The closer she was, the more the bond hummed to life, like a pleasurable electricity tugging at his heart. He hadn’t done the pull justice in his descriptions. Her scent grew stronger as we moved deeper into the building; it was like standing in a field of wildflowers. A thrill ran through me as I realized my mate was behind the door the she-wolf had abruptly stopped in front of me.

“But she shouldn’t call a random woman her mother. Look, the woman is stupefied.” “If it were me, I would have pissed myself. To suddenly have a daughter that old...” “It would be great if Melody called me her mother. I would warmly call her a ‘good girl’ for sure. That must be it! I’m Melody’s fan, but I treat her like a daughter!” “Not with how shabby you look. Stop daydreaming!” Adeena was at a loss for words. Melody’s crying and the chattering of the surrounding people converged into a chaotic buzzing in Adeena’s ears.

Meanwhile, the other party is chatting nonstop about the characters in the book but they completely paid attention to one of the cannon fodders in the original novel. They already knew that the story already began but they still felt awful when they saw the mother and daughter relationship. The mother is so vicious that she even made her daughter do her awful so called task. So she could hold a countless notes in her hands again by selling her daughter body to her rich customer. The daughter is greedy of wealth too so she did not paid extra attention to her situation, if she really find out the truth or after they did the task her mother was talking about. Xia Yu already bet. Xing Xing will

I croaked out. The little girl shook her head, her dark curls bouncing. "No. My… mama… my mama is sleeping. You just... you look exactly like her." You look exactly like her. Suddenly, the final, agonizing puzzle piece snapped into place in my damaged mind. Dante had told me his daughter looked exactly like her mother. He had described his wife with dark hair, dark eyes, and a fierce spirit. He had stared at me in the dark with complete, earth-shattering devotion.

Whenever I saw him I saw my mother, and I was forced to remember how she left us. "Mom, why can't you be with us during the day like Adonis's mom?" 5-year-old me asked my mother. "Because I am the Luna of this Pack. I need to train and work to make everyone's life better." My mother said as she stroked my hair.

Luna shudders, as if shaking off a bad thought, making my dad smile again. “Nine sons, how did you stay sane?” Dad teases. It’s really nice to see my dad get along with my mate’s mom. I already saw her as my role model when I first met her, but the more I get to know her, the more I want to be like her.

The message below made my blood freeze: *Like father, like son. Like daughter, like mother. Some women don't know when to stop digging. Victoria sends her regards.*