Maternal Instincts Novels & Stories

“Look, I'm very sorry such an unfortunate thing happened to your friend and her family okay? But you know what I'm not sorry for? Stopping you. Because if I didn't, you'd be in there right now. So I'm sorry for being a mother who follows her maternal instincts and wants to keep her daughter safe!” “Mom” Montana spoke. I looked at her. “Maternal instincts huh?” I questioned. “Cass” I heard Natán speak up for the first time since we got here. He knew where I was going to drive this but I wasn't going to stop. It needed to be said. “A mother who follows her maternal instincts and wants to keep her da

The struggle intensified, the two locked in a macabre dance of life and death. But just as Ayva's determination peaked, a sudden warmth and wetness trickled down her legs, causing her heart to skip a beat. She instinctively knew what it was - blood. Panic and fear gripped her, but amidst the chaos, her maternal instinct kicked in with unwavering strength. In an instant, her focus shifted entirely from her own survival to the well-being of her unborn child. The impact of being forcefully slammed against the unyielding pillar had taken its toll, threatening the precious life growing within her. A surge of protectiveness flooded Ayva's being, overriding any fear or pain she felt.

Rowena strove to fulfill her new role as a mother. Not only was she fulfilling her promise to Ivan to take care of her baby as best she could, but her natural instincts, beyond reason, compelled her to do so because she truly wanted to. She wanted the best for her daughter.

“It’s just that you’re nesting.” “Nesting, like cleaning everything and setting up a nursery?” She clarifies, her adorably brow furrowing in confusion, “but that shouldn’t come until later, and we’ve already picked out most of the baby stuff.” “No, it’s a little more literal with wolves, Ella. These are just more of your maternal instincts coming out.” I explain. “It’s probably made worse by the bed rest, you’re stuck in this room with nowhere to go, it’s only natural that you want to make yourself as cozy a spot to welcome the pup as possible.”

Outwardly, he remained composed, but inwardly, he was in utter turmoil. Over the years - no, decades, really - Eleanor’s propensity for mischief had only sharpened. But her teachings for the young Alex had always been virtuous. From his earliest memories, she had instilled in him the idea of becoming "an upright and kind individual". She patiently instructed him on what was right and what was not. Her lessons were so deeply ingrained that even the most obstinate would be subtly influenced. Abandoning a child or the child's mother, these were things Alex could never fathom doing. Such acts were completely forbidden by Eleanor. Perhaps, with this revelation, not only had Alex unexpectedly beco

"It is intense, beautiful chaos from the moment they wake up until the moment they close their eyes. But it is also double the love and double the joy you ever thought you were capable of holding in your heart. Your capacity will expand to meet them." "Tell me every single thing you know, Emilia," she begged, her intelligent eyes wide with a sudden, overwhelming wave of maternal panic that I recognized instantly. "I’ve spent my life studying human behavior, but I don't know the first thing about how to balance two separate heartbeats at once. What if I can't feed them both? What if one feels neglected?"

With her senses. With that instinctive pull in her chest that always told her where they were, whether they were safe, whether they were crying in the night or dreaming peacefully. It wasn’t magic exactly. It was motherhood. It was blood. It was the part of her that had never been able to rest since the day she’d found out there were two heartbeats inside her. She felt them immediately. Hazel, warm and sleepy, curled somewhere nearby. Ryder, awake-ish but calm, his energy like a small steady ember.

Mom smiled brightly at the camera. "Good evening, everyone. Today is my daughter's 18th birthday. Thank you all for tuning in to the live broadcast. As the lead test subject, I'm honored to introduce you to the AetherSync System." I was led into the camera's view by one of the developers from the lab. "As you can all see," Mom began proudly, "Elsa has been able to grow up carefree and flawless because I implanted a microchip in her the moment she was born. The chip in her body can block pain, enhance memory, and perfect her personality."

Each time she breathed, every time she shifted her weight from one foot to the other, something inside me tightened hard. It wasn't a normal attraction. It was something rawer. Heavier. Borderline violent. My wolf kept pushing toward her, snarling every time someone walked too close. I kept telling myself it was stress. Exhaustion. The crisis. Anything else. But the truth was uglier. This was the same sharp, ancient instinct I’d read about once. Paternal Bond Consequence. The instinct triggered when a child—your child—was near. I shoved the thought away so fast it almost made me dizzy.

she said, her voice rising slightly. She walked back toward my space and placed both hands flat against my chest, her fingers curling into the wool. "They belong to me right? I want to have them in my own possession." I looked down at her face, studying the sharp line of her jaw. I remembered my mother's advice almost immediately, her voice echoing in my head. ‘Pregnancy can make a woman do unnecessary, emotional things, Karl. The nesting instinct is real and erratic. Never argue with her. Just obey her always to keep her calm.’