Mom And Son Love Story Novels & Stories

She had been caught red-handed and her spy only exited after she had left. 'What did you find?' The female voice asked. 'It's confirmed, Mom. Sheena is sleeping with her husband's Illegitimate Son.' Raymond said to his mother.

It has to be cowardly behaviour, but I don't want to run into someone who was in the kitchen earlier. Once I reach the door of my mom's bedroom, I knock, and she instantly invites me inside. Vlad and Ryder sit at her sides while Dom's on his knees before her, stroking her growing belly and whispering something. This is what I want one day- true love. A bunch of men love one woman and all raise happy kids. "Can I have some privacy with our son?" Mom speaks as she looks at me, arching her eyebrow.

She exclaimed. "Have you seen a lion falling for a deer?" Mom asked, thinking about the pack instead of her son’s happiness. I grabbed her hand before speaking, "I’m sure you can train her, Mom. Don’t forget that she is your son’s love. The same son whose relationship is not great with you for killing his father," I said, to which Mom’s eyes widened, not expecting me to know this. "I know, Mom," I mumbled. "I didn’t kill him for no reason," Mom started explaining.

This was the legendary Alpha King, the most esteemed pureblood werewolf, controlling the wealth and resources of countless Lycan packs across North America, and James's uncle. 'You know me?' he asked, cupping my face. 'Of course,' I replied, my heart racing. 'Every werewolf knows your name.' He smiled. 'It's an honor to be remembered by such a beautiful lady.' I stared into his mesmerizing blue eyes, my heart fluttering. I felt an irresistible pull towards him. My body responded to his touch, and I embarrassingly found myself wanting more. As the alcohol took hold, I lost control, pulling him closer. His strong arms enveloped me, and his eyes burned with intensity. His lips crashed onto mine

Amanda tried to claim her child back with great sincerity. She thought I was in the dark. On the contrary, I was well aware of Greg and Amanda's actions. Jacob was my son—there was no doubt about that. Ten years ago, Dad had forced me to break up with my first love, Derek Stark, all because he deemed Derek poor and therefore not good enough for me. Dad passed away not long after I broke up with Derek. Drowning in despair, I agreed to marry Greg when he proposed to me. After all, he had been doggedly pursuing me for a long time.

dad said. "I went to his office today" I said. "What happened there?" mom asked. "Roshini let him talk" dad said. "K" mom said smiling sheepily at him. After so many years of their marriage also the love between them didn't reduced even a bit. I adore their relationship a lot. I also want to have same relationship with Kushi. I told them what had happened there. "My son is getting married" Mom said and hugged me. "I'm so happy for u" dad said.

I looked right at my son and said calmly, "Get dressed. We need to talk. And it's not about the noise. Your father and I are done. We are getting a divorce. I said, trying not to cry in front of my son and his girlfriend. I left the room and gave them time to put on their clothes, he came out to the sitting room, and stood close to the black sofa I was sitting down, his girlfriend was standing a bit far from him, she looked messy, her hair was wet, and sweat dripping to her lips, her nipples pointed out of her pink shirt,her black short skirt was unzipped,she was innocently quiet. Wtf happened mom, my son said to me, asking out of concern, your father has been cheating on me, he brought a wo

I caught Kai’s reflection in the window staring after me. He always did when I talked like this, when he saw my true self that wasn't soft and sweet. The part that wanted, needed, craved. But he still remained my best friend, my partner in schemes, the only one who knew my story. Once upon a time, Dominic King had been just another powerful man using women like they were disposable. And my mother had been one of them. And because of that affair, my family had fallen apart. And because my family had fallen apart, I’d been left alone.

The magic of storytelling had woven a tapestry of love and connection between mother and son, bridging the gap between reality and dreams, and fostering a bond that would endure beyond the realms of time. In the gentle embrace of the night, Mama Hazel carried with her the precious memory of Theo's peaceful slumber, his dreams filled with the enchanting tales she had shared. And as she disappeared into the darkness of the hallway, the whispers of stories past mingled with those yet to come, creating an eternal symphony of love and imagination that would forever illuminate their shared journey.